Chapter 172
When everyone heard Marina Bailey’s words, their expressions became cold and solemn involuntarily.
it was because they had experienced defeat before, to the point of being suppressed and beaten by others.
Although they had now stood up again, the gap that had been opened before could not be caught up with overnight.
But there will come a day when they will stand again at the pinnacle.
Let the nations come and pay their respects!
It was not yet time to act rashly.
Marina found temporary refuge.
Based on her guidance, Brendon drove all the way to the outskirts of this city.
“The road inside is impassable for vehicles,” Brendon spoke up.
“Park the car here, and we’ll walk from here,” Marina was the first to get out of the car.
The rest of the group followed suit.
Marina led the way ahead, appearing quite familiar with the surroundings.
“Captain, what is this place ahead? It doesn’t seem like a place where people can live,” Brendon Carrell asked quietly.
As far as the eye could see, it was all barren land.
There was not even a thatched hut, let alone a place to live.
While sleeping on the streets was an option, they needed to regroup and devise a plan.
They needed a place to settle.
“Just follow me,” Marina replied without looking back..
She led them around a few corners, and suddenly, a cluster of lights illuminated in the distance.
“Huh, there’s a small town up ahead?” Seeing the lights ahead, Brendon could not help but show a hint of surprise on his face.
“This isn’t just a small town,” Marina’s red lips parted.
Brendon asked, “Then what is it?”
“It’s merely the forgotten boundary of this city,” Marina’s eyes shimmered with a glimmer of light.
Brendon and the others initially didn’t quite understand Marina.
It was not until they entered the town that they fully grasped the situation.
This place wasn’t a small town; it was a slum.
The streets were unusually narrow, lined with hesitant wooden houses.
Dirty and ragged children roamed the roadside.
On the rooftops were either menacing figures or alluring ladies, each with their distinct presence.
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Marina and her group’s arrival caught the local residents‘ attention.
One by one, they stared at them, their gaze resembling predators eyeing their prey
Ryan Roberts, seeing this, instinctively tightened his grip on his waist.
As soon as those staring at them noticed Ryan’s action, their audacity diminished.
Marina did not intervene or stop Ryan.
His actions served as a deterrent, preventing those with malicious intentions from making rash moves.
Marina led the group deeper into the slum.
Along the path paved with sand, a dark yellow line was drawn.
However, the line was obstructed by mud, making it difficult to see without looking closely.
Ryan and the others naturally ignored it.
They followed Marina and crossed over the boundary.
Surprisingly, as soon as they crossed over, all the individuals trailing them in their hearts came to a halt.
Ryan furrowed his brows, but he didn’t let his guard down.
After all, places like this were usually inhabited by desperate individuals.
Who knows if this was part of their scheme?
“No need to be so tense. They won’t follow us any further,” Marina, who was leading the way at the front, reassured them.
“Why?” Brendon voiced the question that was on Ryan’s mind.
“They can’t come to this place,” Marina replied casually.
“Huh?” Brendon still didn’t quite understand.
But Marina did not seem inclined to provide further explanation.
She led them into a nearly shuttered inn.
As soon as they entered, they saw a blonde woman with an exceptionally ample bosom clinging tightly to a thin, young boy.
What the woman said was unclear, but the boy’s face turned bright red.
Upon their arrival, the young boy seemed startled, as if he had been frightened by something.
Immediately, the young boy escaped the voluptuous beauty’s embrace and ran outside.
The interruption spoiled the moment, and a faint trace of anger appeared on the beauty’s face.
“Calirinan people? Aren’t you Calirinan people known for your politeness? How can you interrupt someone like this?” The seductive woman raised an eyebrow, speaking fluent Calirinan.
“I want a suite,” Marina went straight to the point.
“The rooms here are not so easily rented,” the beautiful innkeeper replied, crossing her arms lightly and leaning against the counter. Her action emphasized her impressive bosom.
Brendon and Frank Wood were well traveled individuals and could handle such scenes comfortably.
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Ryan came from a strictly disciplined military family and had received a rigorous upbringing.
Despite being able to maintain his composure, he consciously avoided looking at the innkeeper in such a situation.
The other two teammates, however, struggled to contain their reactions. Their ears turned red.
Her ears turned red.
After all, they were young individuals in their twenties, and encountering such a scene could stir up certain thoughts.
However, having received professional training, they quickly regained their composure.
“We have money.” Brendon took out several Meridonia coins from his wallet and placed them on the counter nearby.
However, the beautiful innkeeper merely glanced at them indifferently and yawned, showing little interest.
“This handsome guy, is it your first time here? You don’t understand my rules and dare to interrupt my business,” the beautiful innkeeper remarked.
“But you do have a nice figure. How about spending a passionate night with me? In return, I’ll consider giving you a room. How does that sound?” Her gaze lingers on Brendon as if she has already undressed him in her mind.
“I am already married!” Brendon furrows his brow, showing no interest in such an offer.
“So what if you’re married? I want to have a passionate night with you, not marry you. There’s no conflict between the two,” the innkeeper responded playfully, her face with a suggestive smile as she stared at Brendon.
“I don’t have such a desire!” Brendon firmly refused.
This woman from Meridonia played rather too openly.
“That’s such a pity,” the innkeeper sighed with disappointment and scanned the rest of the group, eventually fixing her gaze on Ryan.
“You look so young, probably not married, right? Would you like to give it a try with me? I promise to show you a different kind of pleasure.”
Ryan immediately crinkled his brow.
His eyes showed only disgust, without a hint of temptation.
Marina raised an eyebrow in response.
This young man had good self–control.
It’s impressive how he remained unmoved in the face of such temptation.
It was rare.
