Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 157

Chapter 157 Interrogation 1

His hand moved like a snake ready to strike, delivering a deadly blow.

But what he thought would save his life was effortlessly dodged by the girl, who even had the strength to

counterattack.

He just managed to catch the girl’s fierce counterattack.

The fight was about to kick off.

The small room turned into a chaotic battlefield. After just two rounds, the shadowy figure realized he was outmatched.

Soon, he struggled to keep up his defence.

Inside the villa, the sound of fighting rang out incessantly.

In close combat, the dark figure sensed a familiar scent emanating from the girl, as well as a chilling aura of death even stronger than his own.

Everything reminded him of the terrifying figures in the Dark Shadow.

What threw that man off was the girl’s skill, which seemed incredibly familiar.

He couldn’t help but wonder if they shared the same teacher.

Outmatched, the man realized he couldn’t win. Each time he tried to flee, the girl effortlessly blocked his path.

A trained killer reduced to a mere plaything in someone else’s hands.

After a while..

The villa fell quiet.

Even though only a few minutes had gone by, it felt like ages to the man. He was completely vulnerable and powerless, facing a humiliation and defeat he’d never experienced before.

In the room.

floor was like a

man lay there, limbs stiff, unable to move, his

clothes, veins pulsing strangely beneath. He was numb

stared at the girl with the silver

struggled to move his bloodstained lips, whether attempting to speak or just futilely struggling, it

was unclear.

and

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Interrogation

with one hand.

disbelief, Isabelle extracted a small item from between

a

poison but

purely to test her,

took out a glass bottle.

are a mysterious liquid

uncapped it and tossed the listening

and dispersed in the liquid.

watched in terror.

ground, rolled him over onto his back, and swiftly made a cut at

started trickling

pained groans, Isabelle extracted a chip

widened in

did she

tracker into the bottle to

Isabelle grabbed the back of his shirt collar and ripped

scar–covered, sweat–drenched

there was

at it,

and then pricked a spot on his body with a needle, allowing him to speak again.

long have you joined

she picked up his torn clothes from the floor and casually wiped

toppled chair and

sip of

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