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

He fired several arrows, each hitting their mark. Screams echoed as the men who had just been threatening them fell into the

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

lucky, dodging the nail gun and the crossbow, and grabbing the rope on the speedboat. Just as they were about to climb aboard, they suddenly lost their

witnessing a bloodbath! And it wasn't just one person, it was a

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

who was used to such scenes, reassured the Moore

gone. The people on the other speedboat, who had been brimming with

sending several people into the water and nearly capsizing

were dealing with ruthless

one dared to approach. But they couldn't bear to leave just like that, especially with all those fish for the taking. So, they decided to surround Stella and

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

gang, while those on the rubber dinghies looked emaciated and

their accuracy and power at a

problem. As she predicted, the tattooed men didn't dare to

were even more afraid of the hunger that

said, "As long as they don't come close, we don't need to deal with

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

so today was the last chance to fish. They had to

could deal with them later after collecting the fish. There

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

one. 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.

stood on the speedboat, her face stern

with her nail gun. The modified nail gun could hit targets 30 meters away, but its power

the first rubber dinghy entered her optimal shooting range, she raised her