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.

a hungry wolf, seeing

his

the entrance turned to look, discarded their cigarettes

car.

Her skin was so flawless that it was

were slightly surprised but didn’t pay much attention. After all, regardless of her identity, everyone

car, their faces filled

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The

price, especially since they were currently

no intention of letting her go. Instead, they knocked on the car window,

arm inside the car, aiming to grab the car

car

in the car window and was dragged for a distance before he fell to the ground, his

his feet, watching as the SUV

got an Ardon woman who just barged in. We must find her, this

car stalled and

and abandoned the car, proceeding on foot deeper

could see cannabis and poppy plants

originally an extremely insular tribe that survived by cultivating these

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

mix of people, scarcity of resources, and its status as a lawless area, all

faces were targeted as soon as they stepped into the border, unknowingly becoming their

dead by the roadside before they even entered. Many of them travel

like a lamb entering a tiger’s

road stared at her with hostility, and some

on the