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

alerted his

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

car.

was so flawless that it was almost irresistible to look

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

surrounded the car,

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could fetch a sky–high price, especially since they

Instead, they knocked on the

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

and the car ploughed through the roadblock,

for a distance before he fell to the ground,

man struggled to his feet, watching

barged in. We must

and couldn’t be restarted.

abandoned the car, proceeding on

see cannabis and poppy plants being

survived by cultivating

features, such

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

as they stepped into the border, unknowingly becoming their

were robbed, assaulted, and left dead by the roadside before they even entered. Many of them travel

Isabelle, alone, was like a lamb entering a

the road stared at her with hostility, and some even followed her openly, trailing

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

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