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.

deflated instantly. The boat was carrying more than a dozen

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

even lunging at Stella and the others in a desperate attempt to seize

the crossbow, and grabbing the rope on the speedboat. Just as they were about to climb aboard, they suddenly lost their hands. Severed clean

fear. They were witnessing a bloodbath! And it

to squabbles, so why had they

used to such scenes, reassured the Moore family, "It's okay, you'll get used

just a few minutes, all the people on the speedboat were gone. The people on the other speedboat,

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

dealing with

was stunned, and for a moment, no one dared to approach. But they couldn't bear to leave just like that,

now?" Amber asked, distressed. There were still over twenty men, all armed. If they decided to attack, they would be in trouble due to their numerical

the rubber dinghies looked emaciated and desperate for food, likely forced to join the gang for

and the crossbow lost their accuracy and power

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

more afraid of the hunger that had been

don't come close, we don't

and started scooping

reservoir was exposed, so today was the last chance to fish. They had to

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

fish had drifted with the current. The people in the rubber dinghies

one. I got a fish.

"I got one too!"

was edible and a welcome change from gnawing on tree bark. Many couldn't resist and started eating on the spot, as if it was the most delicious meal, even if their mouths were smeared with fish scales or

the speedboat, her face

watch with her nail gun. The modified nail gun could hit targets 30 meters away, but its power significantly reduced beyond 15 meters. The people were unsatisfied with just scooping up the scattered fish and wanted

didn't say anything. When the first rubber dinghy entered her optimal shooting range, she raised