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

alerted his companions.

guards at the entrance turned to look, discarded their cigarettes

car.

stunning. Her skin was so

slightly surprised but didn’t pay much attention. After all, regardless of her identity, everyone was treated the same once inside this

car, their

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a pure Ardon, she could fetch a sky–high price, especially since they were currently short on resources. They hadn’t expected someone like her to knock on their

go. Instead, they knocked on the car window,

and someone impatiently reached his arm inside the car, aiming to grab the car

the car ploughed

dragged for a distance before he fell to the

struggled to his feet, watching

woman who just barged in. We must find her, this kind

car stalled and couldn’t be restarted.

up her backpack and abandoned the car,

see cannabis and poppy plants being

insular tribe that survived by cultivating these plants.

place retained many indigenous features, such

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

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

and left dead by the roadside before they even

alone, was like a lamb entering a tiger’s den.

she encountered on the road stared at her with hostility, and some even followed her openly, trailing closely

a totem tattoo on the side of their necks–a red one, about half