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 people,

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

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

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

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

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

was used to such scenes, reassured the Moore

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

sending several people into the

dealing with

a moment, no one dared to approach. But they couldn't bear to leave just like that, especially with all those

asked, distressed. There were still over twenty men, all armed. If they decided to attack, they would be in trouble due to

rubber dinghies looked emaciated and desperate for food, likely forced to join the gang for survival. They had

accuracy and power at a distance, losing the advantage of the first

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

of the hunger that had

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

back to reality and started scooping up the

last chance to fish. They had to collect as

later after collecting the

many fish had drifted with the current. The people

one. I got

"I got one too!"

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

on the speedboat, her face

while Stella 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 scooping up the scattered fish and wanted

optimal shooting range, she