Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 229 The Human Auction

The girl on stage had her hands and feet bound, her mouth taped shut, tears streaming down her face in fear. Despite her distress, she still looked quite delicate, with tears that made her eyes misty.

She was completely different from Ruemania women.

This would further arouse their sexual desire.

The bearded driver had emphasized this to Isabelle.

So Ardon women were an absolutely rare presence here.

It was clear why those people showed such greedy and excited expressions when they saw Isabelle.

Even women of average appearance being auctioned on stage were fetching sky–high prices, let alone someone beautiful.

Isabelle concealed herself with her backpack in the shadows of a corner on the second floor, quietly observing the absurd auction below.

The Warners were involved in such despicable dealings.

Suddenly, a familiar figure passed below the stage, accompanied by several subordinates, heading towards the exit.

Isabelle’s gaze followed that figure, though she couldn’t see the side of their face clearly from a distance. However, the red totem tattoo on their neck was quite prominent.

Soon, the girl was taken away by someone.

The sky grew darker.

A black man took the girl away. Her hands and feet were bound, and she was thrown roughly onto a bed at his residence.

The girl struggled to sit up, kneeling on the bed. With her mouth taped shut, she couldn’t speak, only whimpering in an attempt to plead with the man.

more the girl cried, the more the black man’s bestial instincts were aroused.

pounced on the girl on the bed.

struggling to breathe. Her tear–filled eyes blurred her

the sound of a throat being cut, followed by the heavy thud of a

in place, only realising afterwards

girl about her age in the room, wiping a short knife with a piece of fabric

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The Human Auction

of blood

looked towards the girl on the

the knife,

out, but the other girl’s voice was ice- cold as

quickly covered her mouth with her hand, looking at her with wide,

glanced at the black man’s

me… I was kidnapped and brought here. I’m also Cheshian. The girl suppressed

looked at her, thinking about how to

driver had

short knife and casually tossing the backpack aside, Isabelle lay on the bed. “Let’s sleep first. We’ll

find a place to sleep here. They didn’t accommodate outsiders, and buying a place to

curled up in a ball in the corner of the bed, eyeing Isabelle, who was lying on the bed.

on the floor, the body of

girl couldn’t sleep at all. She stared wide–eyed at Isabelle, who was already asleep, afraid that this lifeline might

The next day.

to care for the black man’s subordinates. Afterward, she returned upstairs

she

people saw it yesterday evening, and the Warners are now searching intensively through the night. Isabelle went out to familiarize herself with the terrain and gather