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.

speedboat deflated instantly. The boat was carrying more than a dozen people, who soon started to

He fired several arrows, each hitting their mark. Screams echoed as the men

the water, even lunging at Stella and the others in a

were about to climb aboard, they suddenly lost their hands. Severed clean off, the

changing expression, the Moore family was trembling with fear. They were witnessing a bloodbath! And it wasn't just one person, it was a boatload. Before the Moores had a chance to react, Jasper and Stella had

usually easygoing and not prone to squabbles, so why had they

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

the speedboat were gone. The people on the other

a sudden stop, sending several people into

they were dealing

to approach. But they couldn't bear to leave just like that, especially with all those fish for the

do now?" Amber asked, distressed. There were still over twenty men, all armed. If they decided

while those on the rubber dinghies looked emaciated and

crossbow lost their accuracy and power

that would be a problem. As she predicted, the tattooed men didn't dare to approach

more afraid of the hunger that had been torturing

as they don't come close, we don't need to deal

others snapped back to reality and started scooping up the

was the last chance to fish. They had to collect as

later after collecting

fish had drifted with the current. The people in the rubber dinghies followed, scooping up the scattered

I got a fish.

"I got one too!"

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 started eating on the spot, as if it was the most delicious meal, even if their mouths were smeared with fish scales

her face stern as she

hit targets 30 meters away, but its power

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