Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 228 The Totem Tattoo

The bearded man suddenly released the steering wheel after closing the distance with the people ahead. He lunged at Isabelle, attempting to grab the knife.

When the car stopped, the people on the roadside immediately sprung into action. The broken–down- looking car also started up quickly, attempting to intercept their vehicle.

However, before they could surround the car, the driver’s side door suddenly swung open, and someone kicked out the bearded man.

Isabelle kicked the person out of the car and quickly switched seats to the driver’s side. She took control of the steering wheel and swiftly closed the door.

With a push on the gas pedal, she veered away from the car trying to intercept her and sped towards that dangerous place….

Isabelle’s car was intercepted at the entrance.

Alcott was a polarized region. The poor were so impoverished they could starve on the roadside, while the wealthy lived in extravagant luxury day after day.

The enormous gap made people’s hearts greedy and sinister.

Inside, it gathered all sorts of people: big drug lords, arms dealers, and businessmen seeking excitement and wealth.

Here existed countless unimaginable and unspeakable business dealings that challenge one’s understanding.

Inside, the various factions were delineated, with guards at every entrance and exit demanding payment.

Isabelle rolled down the window and handed over a stack of money.

The per

person preparing to collect the money noticed the delicate, fair–skinned hand offering it. It was clearly a woman’s hand.

He followed the hand and looked into the car. Through the windshield, he saw the incredibly beautiful face of an Ardon girl.

like a hungry

his companions.

their cigarettes

car.

girl even more stunning. Her skin was so

attention. After all, regardless of her identity, everyone was treated the same once

of them surrounded the car,

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sky–high price, especially since they were currently short on resources. They

had no intention of letting her go. Instead,

car window opened a small crack, and someone impatiently reached his arm

the car ploughed through

dragged for

man struggled to his feet, watching as the

in. We must find her, this kind of prime

car stalled and couldn’t

backpack and abandoned the car, proceeding on foot

the way, she could see cannabis and poppy plants being cultivated everywhere.

by cultivating these plants. Later, it was targeted by drug

retained many indigenous features, such as wooden houses and traditional clothing.

a lawless area, all factions here were known for being fiercely territorial, and disputes often turned deadly

soon as they stepped into the border, unknowingly becoming their meal to fill

the roadside before they even entered.

night fell, Isabelle, alone, was like a lamb

hostility, and some even followed her openly, trailing closely

her way, Isabelle noticed that most of those people had a totem tattoo on the side of their necks–a red