18 Floors Above the Apocalypse
Chapter 13
Chapter 13
Knowing that the tenant of 1801, Jasper, was aloof was one thing, but she didn't know he was prone to violence, especially towards children. Seeing Rosie's demeanor, it seemed like she had grown accustomed to the beatings. No wonder she was always running to Stella's apartment. Was she hiding from her abusive brother? "Why does he hit you?"
Even though it was someone else's family matter, child abuse was too much. Stella didn't ask Rosie about her past, but from her observations of Rosie's skittish gaze and her somewhat sycophantic personality, she couldn't help but recall her own unpleasant childhood memories, "Rosie, is he your real brother?"
That was why she didn't turn Rosie away.
"He teaches me to box." Rosie rubbed her bruised arm and gave Stella a sweet smile, "I got hit because I didn't dodge in time, and I fell a few times too."
Only then did Stella understand that Rosie had been practicing boxing for the past few days, for as much as five hours a day.
"Ma'am, let me show you my boxing."
Without waiting for Stella's response, she walked into a spacious area and assumed a stance. Rosie, who was usually a timid and shy little girl, suddenly became fierce when she started to box. Her posture was as if she had transformed into a completely different person. Her boxing style was military, her movements were standard and powerful, and her posture was particularly sharp, her eyes fierce and full of spirit.
Stella was dumbfounded. Rosie was even better than her. Stella complimented her, which made Rosie blush, "You're so nice." Her brother never praised her, no matter how well she did.
The number of bruises on Rosie's body indicated that she had been trained harshly. It was a hurricane day, and this high-intensity training for a four- or five-year-old child was alarming.
It seemed Jasper was preparing Rosie for something horrifying, for her to have self-defense abilities in the future?
Rosie's movements were precise, something that couldn't be learned from videos alone.
Stella didn't ask any further. She then applied some herbal wine on Rosie's bruises, "Soak it in hot water tonight."
some fresh air, Rosie kissed her pet bunny and
physically harm each other at the drop of a hat. The terrible weather and living conditions
of the 9th floor and the inhabitants of the 2nd floor who were squeezed in the corridor argued for half a day and almost resorted to knives. When the residents of the 9th floor woke
the 2nd floor were huddled at their doorstep. If
and squabbled, causing a ruckus. The thefts weren't just limited to the 9th floor. Other floors also had their share of burglaries. Even if the homeowners were awakened, they couldn't see clearly in the dark,
not just one or two, but a group committing robbery. Even though there were people living in the corridor, they didn't dare to move in face of the shiny knife, their eyes complex and dark, even gleaming with a light of schadenfreude.
who heard the cries for help didn't dare to help, instead they barricaded their rooms with refrigerators or sofas, praying that they
dark, setting an alarm for midnight and then getting up to
outside. She pressed herself against the door and listened, indeed
groups knocking on the door during the day, asking if there was
to the point of desperation to swarm up and tear you apart. From Arcadia, she took out a butcher's knife, put on her night vision goggles, and quietly opened the inner door, then suddenly pushed open the outer
off guard. The man with the hook
times, pushed him aside
flashlight swung over, and seeing the bloody knife in her hand, the man was shocked and instinctively tried to run, but Stella
into a figure. Before he could make a sound, his neck was twisted and broken. Without even a chance to fall to the ground, his body was thrown out of the window. Stella looked up, a tall figure was efficiently killing and disposing of bodies. To her surprise, the
they never expected that such a beautiful young woman was actually
man's mask, and it was him, the one who moved to 1803 in her previous life, the one who had tried to break into her apartment multiple times. This was the ugliness of human nature; even if given a second chance, he would choose to do evil. Stella sneered, and without hesitation, stabbed the man in the heart. She stood up, knife in hand, and warily watched
who had stopped breathing to the window,
said softly, "You did nothing
trying
and disposing of bodies calmly, his
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