Chapter 831 Timing Bomb

Luna warned him fiercely, "Don't move. There is a bomb on you. If you don't want to die with your father, stay here obediently."

Bomb.

The five-year-old child already knew this kind of thing. Hearing her words, Lucas instantly froze and did not dare to move.

Luna let go of him and pushed him back to the corner. She walked to the big bag she brought with her, took out a long nude dress, and changed her clothes on the spot, completely ignoring the child behind her.

Lucas was so scared that he closed his eyes, and his ears were filled with the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

After a while, the noise disappeared, and then he heard the sound of the wooden door closing. Lucas quietly opened his eyes and saw that Luna was no longer in the room. ...

It took Luna nearly an hour to walk down another mountain road. She threw the mud-covered shoes into the trash can and put on the high heels she had prepared.

the red veins at the bottom of

out and stopped a taxi. Before getting in the car, she looked back at the mountainous area behind her, and there was a flash of emotion in her eyes. Maybe only she knew what she was

Luna turned on her phone. Before she could find Huston's number, she

picked it up. The anxious voice of the person came from the other end of the line. "Have you made

exposed to the sun in the desert. He must be very worried. The child could not be found, and his life was uncertain.

away from the window and stopped looking at the scenery. "Number 52, South

Huston agreed without hesitation and immediately shot a

soon found this location on the network system. It was an ordinary restaurant that only ordinary people could

rubbed it slightly with her other hand. She closed her eyes gently and sighed. "Huston, did you

all. The cold air around him was

this, he wished he could find this woman immediately and chop

didn't care. She giggled, and the driver couldn't help looking back

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