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.

her like a

his companions.

look, discarded their cigarettes and stood up, moving closer to

car.

found the girl even more stunning. Her skin was so

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

car, their faces

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Ardon, she could fetch a sky–high price, especially since they were currently short on

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

arm inside

gas pedal, and the car ploughed through the roadblock,

was dragged for a distance before he fell to the

his feet, watching as the SUV drove away.

in. We must find her, this

car stalled and

her backpack and abandoned the car, proceeding on foot deeper into the area.

see cannabis and poppy

tribe that survived by cultivating

features, such as wooden houses and traditional

piece of land here. Due to the mix of people, scarcity of resources, and its status as a lawless area, all factions here were known for being fiercely territorial, and disputes often turned deadly at the drop of a

they stepped into the border, unknowingly

roadside before

night fell, Isabelle, alone, was like a lamb entering a

stared at her with hostility,

people had a totem tattoo on the side of their necks–a red

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