Upon reaching the black SUV, Nicole saw it was filled with thick smoke. Luckily, the window had already been shattered by someone in the van, which likely saved those inside from suffocation.

Inside the black SUV, there was no sign of life or sound. A man lay motionless in the driver's seat, his face turned away, apparently unconscious from the smoke inhalation.

Nicole cautiously opened the car door, aware that even a minor shift could send the vehicle over the edge and possibly drag her along with it. Thus, she was putting her life at risk.

However, she believed she couldn't stand back without attempting to help, especially after the driver had risked his own life several times to save everyone in the truck. Regardless of the outcome, she was determined not to abandon the driver, as she represented the other abducted girls in the truck.

Nicole gently eased the door open, taking care to keep her movements minimal.

When the door was open, the man inside did not react. He was covered in blood, making his features hard to distinguish.

Nicole's hand reached for the man's seatbelt buckle first. His body was securely fastened by the seatbelt.

Fortunately, there hadn't been a collision, so the airbag hadn't deployed, which ironically had spared his life. Otherwise, it would have been far more challenging to get him out, and not even divine intervention could have helped, as moving him would have been impossible.

Nicole extended her body, careful to avoid any contact with the car as much as she could, and pressed the buckle. Even a slight movement could send the car over the edge.

She raised her foot, and just as she was about to reach the buckle, the man in the car stirred. A faint cough from the man shook the car.

Nicole froze and urgently said, “Hold on. Don't cough, and don't move. Stay just like this, and I'll get you out.”

It was hard to tell whether the man had heard Nicole, but he stayed still.

Nicole took a deep breath and tried once more. This time, she aimed to unfasten it in one quick movement. She pushed off with her foot and with a click, the buckle opened.

She quickly caught one end of the seatbelt to minimize movement and prevent the car from rocking.

As she carefully retracted the seatbelt, she noticed the man's fingers twitching slightly, indicating he might be regaining consciousness. She murmured, "Don't be scared. I'm here to save you. I will definitely get you out. Thank you for saving us all."

The man's eyelashes flickered, as if he sensed her presence, but he was unable to speak. His throat was clogged with smoke, making speech impossible.

The next challenge was to extract the man from the car. But alone, Nicole didn't have the strength to make it. She quickly devised a plan and asked the man, “I'm about to pull you out. Can you cooperate with me just a bit?"

The man was unable to speak, yet his fingers twitched slightly, showing he had heard Nicole's words.

Nicole said, "We have just one shot at this, and we need to work together perfectly. I will manage to pull you out when I count to three. Just make sure you muster your remaining strength to get out of the car."

The man waved his fingers slightly, showing his reluctance. He understood the risk involved. If the plan failed, they would both die.