Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 785

The rope was thick, and they needed to cut it slowly.

Andrew started cutting the rope while Abigail took a break.

If only they could get hold of a gun at that moment.

She suspected that Stephen was already deceased, and these assailants had attacked under the cover of night, catching Stephen off guard and ending his life.

She was unsure of the identities or motives of those who wanted Stephen dead.

Nearly twenty-four hours had passed since the incident.

During the late hours of the night, Abigail was in a drowsy state when a loud explosion rocked the house, causing the beams to creak.

The three of them were jolted awake, and Larry began to cry immediately.

His cries mingled with the sounds of explosions and gunfire.

Andrew had spent the entire day cutting the rope, and upon hearing the commotion, he swiftly removed the rope from his body.

Although he had already cut it, he had kept hold of it.

Martin stood up abruptly after his rope was loosened. Then, he said, "Untie her. I'll fetch some weapons."

Andrew crawled over to Abigail, his body covered in blood and well-concealed.

Just as Abigail's rope was untied, a man burst in through the door, cursing, "D*mn it—ah!"

Before he could finish his curse, Martin, who had been hiding by the door, sprayed a dissolving agent directly onto his face.

bloody, and he fell to

waist. She handed it to Andrew. "Use this to defend yourself. I taught you how to use it before." When Simond had taught her, she had secretly instructed Martin and

the chaos and engaged in

the first time. She transitioned from

in a wheelchair, pushed

another door and fled towards

and the bombardment never ceased, just like

Abigail dared not look back. She assisted Martin in pushing Andrew, and they swiftly reached a street

with Martin, who had

the door as Martin approached and melted the store lock. Once inside, they promptly changed their

they procured food and baby formula from a store and made their way towards

selected

numerous ships at the port, they possessed nothing. Abigail concealed the firearms in a backpack and approached a ship with a

someone boarding,

"We wish

nine in the morning-ah!" Before he could finish, Abigail had already pressed the gun against his throat. "Will you set sail or not?" "Alright!" The ship's

even think about deceiving me. I will not hesitate to end you!" Abigail

at her,

could such a lovely girl be

four crew members, and they

island nation grow distant, Abigail

Andrew had already drifted

morning, at which point Martin woke up

hesitate to use your medicine to

some medicine onto the ship's deck, causing thick smoke to billow up, making the captain's

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