Zara said coldly, "I am mortal, what's the use of being afraid? Will you be able to escape if you are not afraid?"
Tate Landry was silent for a while. Zara was right. In this situation, there is no chance to escape. If you can't drive out, it will be worse if you get out of the car. If the human body is directly run over by a heavy-duty truck, it will basically become jello after every bone is broken!
Zara said at this time, "Don't you have a bomb on your body? Just detonate it! That kind of death can alleviate a bit of pain!"
Tate Landry smiled bitterly, "I don't have any fucking bombs, it's all the fucking fake!"
Speaking, he picked up the detonator, pressed it several times, and said bitterly, "Look, there is no response at all."
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