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,

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

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

climb aboard, they suddenly lost their hands. Severed clean off, the hands fell into the water with a splash. They

were witnessing a bloodbath! And it wasn't just one person, it was a boatload. Before the Moores

prone to squabbles, so why had

such scenes, reassured the Moore family,

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

made a sudden stop, sending several people into the

they were dealing with ruthless

stunned, and for a moment, no 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 the others from their rubber

men, all armed. If they decided to attack, they would be

dinghies looked emaciated and desperate for food, likely forced to

and power at a distance, losing

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

were afraid to die, but they were even more afraid of the hunger that had been torturing them. Slowly,

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

and started scooping up the

chance to fish. They had to

later after collecting the fish. There was no need

the current. The people in the rubber dinghies followed, scooping up the scattered

got a fish. We

"I got one too!"

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,

the speedboat, her face stern as she watched

nail gun could hit targets 30 meters away, but its power significantly

optimal shooting