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.

The boat was carrying more than a dozen people, who soon

arrows, each hitting their mark. Screams echoed as the men who had just been threatening them

survive kicked in, and several people floundered in the water, even lunging at Stella and

the speedboat. Just as they were about to climb aboard, they suddenly lost their hands. Severed clean off, the hands fell into the water with a splash. They paused for a moment, then let

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 taken care of

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

used to such scenes, reassured the Moore family,

all the people on the speedboat were gone. The people on the other speedboat, who had been

a sudden stop, sending several people into the water and nearly capsizing the

they were dealing

just like that, especially with all

do we do 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

people on the speedboat seemed to be members of a gang, while those on the rubber dinghies looked emaciated and desperate for food, likely forced to join the gang for survival. They had knives, swords, and clubs, but probably

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

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

they were even more afraid of the hunger that

don't come close, we don't need to deal with them.

the others snapped back to reality and started scooping up

chance to fish. They had to collect as much as

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

fish had drifted with the current. The people in

got a fish. We have

"I got one too!"

but it was edible and a welcome change from gnawing on tree bark. Many

speedboat, her

kept 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

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