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

his

their cigarettes and stood up, moving closer to the

car.

more stunning. Her skin was so

attention. After all, regardless of her identity, everyone was treated the same once inside this place.

car, their faces

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she could fetch a sky–high price, especially since they were

letting her go. Instead, they

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

the gas pedal, and the car ploughed through the roadblock, charging

got caught in the car window and was dragged for a distance before he fell to

watching as the SUV drove away.

woman who just barged in. We must find her,

and couldn’t

up her backpack and abandoned the car, proceeding on foot

cannabis and poppy

insular tribe that survived by cultivating these plants. Later,

many indigenous features, such

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

they stepped into the border, unknowingly becoming their

dead by the roadside

Isabelle, alone, was like a lamb entering a

at her with hostility,

her way, Isabelle noticed that most of those people had a totem tattoo on the side of