18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 62

Bad news never came alone, and the others started to get nervous, especially the Moore family, who were not accustomed to such a fracas. They were all refined folks. But the end of the world was no place for refinement, forcing them to pull out their kitchen knives from

their

bags.

The speedboat revved up, and the tattooed men started to holler, while the others followed closely behind in their rubber dinghies.

When they saw the fish belly-up in the water, and the bags on Stella's boat filled to the brim with fish, their eyes gleamed with greed.

About thirty feet away, the speedboat stopped. A burly man brandished a large machete and barked, "Leave the fish, the boat, and the dog, and we might spare your lives."

To them, these two women and four men, apart from the tall man, the rest seemed totally useless.

Stella asked, "If we give you everything, how do we leave?"

"That's not our problem. If you're lucky, you can swim away without drowning."

"You're a pretty little thing. If you take care of us, you can stay."

Listening to their lascivious words, Jasper's brows furrowed. Stella, on the other hand, remained unfazed. "So, there's no room for negotiation?"

"Enough of your damned chatter. If you don't want to live, leave your life behind. I promise you'll enjoy tonight... Ahh..."

Before he could finish his sentence, an arrow pierced his chest. He fell into the reservoir, arrow and all. Everyone was stunned to see Jasper holding a crossbow, its arrows razor-sharp. Stella wondered, how many weapons did he have?

Regardless of her thoughts, she didn't hesitate to act. She picked up a nail gun and fired several shots. She didn't aim at the people, but at the speedboat.

a dozen people, who soon started to panic. "Shit, they have

Jasper took action, he aimed to kill. He fired several arrows, each hitting their mark. Screams echoed as

lunging at Stella and the others in a desperate attempt

to climb aboard, they suddenly lost their hands. Severed

a samurai sword and cut down people without changing expression, the Moore family was trembling with fear. They were witnessing a bloodbath! And it wasn't just one

and not prone to squabbles, so why had they suddenly turned into cold-blooded

reassured the

the speedboat were gone. The people on the other

driving the speedboat made a sudden stop, sending several people into the water

dealing with

they couldn't bear to leave just like that, especially with all those

still over twenty men, all armed. If they decided to attack, they would be in

dinghies looked emaciated and desperate for food, likely forced

and the crossbow lost their accuracy and power at a distance, losing the advantage

they decided to surround and not attack, that would be a problem. As she predicted, the tattooed men didn't dare to approach and instead drove the people

afraid of the hunger that had been torturing them.

come close, we don't need to

the others snapped back to reality and started scooping up the fish

chance

deal with them later after collecting the fish. There was no need to waste time in a

the commotion, many fish had drifted with the current. The people in the rubber dinghies followed,

I got a

"I got one too!"

smiles, gutting the fish on the spot and using their knives to slice off chunks of raw flesh. The raw fish was pungent, but it was edible and a welcome change from gnawing on tree bark. Many couldn't resist and

the speedboat, her face stern as she watched

hit targets 30 meters away, but its power significantly reduced beyond 15 meters. The people were unsatisfied with just scooping up the scattered fish

dinghy entered her optimal shooting range, she raised her hand and fired without a