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 wolf, seeing fresh meat.

alerted his companions.

guards at the entrance turned to look, discarded their cigarettes and stood up, moving

car.

even more stunning. Her skin was so flawless that it

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

car,

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price, especially since they were currently short on resources. They hadn’t expected someone like her to knock on their door.

the money but had no intention of letting her go. Instead, they knocked

arm inside the

and the car ploughed through the roadblock, charging

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

struggled to his feet, watching as the SUV drove

barged in. We must find her, this kind of prime resource can’t

and couldn’t be

abandoned the car, proceeding on foot deeper into the

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

an extremely insular tribe that survived by cultivating these plants. Later, it

place retained many indigenous features, such as wooden houses

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

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

by the roadside before they

alone, was like a lamb entering a tiger’s

hostility, and

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