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

aimed to kill. He fired several arrows, each hitting their mark. Screams echoed

the water, even lunging at Stella and the

aboard, they suddenly lost their hands. Severed clean off, the hands fell

cut down people without 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

were usually easygoing 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 other speedboat, who had been brimming with

stop, sending

dealing

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

men, all armed. If they decided to attack, they would be in trouble due to their numerical

be members of a gang, while those on the rubber dinghies looked emaciated and desperate for food, likely forced to join

gun and the crossbow lost their accuracy and power at a distance,

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

were even more afraid of the hunger that had been torturing

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

back to reality and

was exposed, so today was the last chance to

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

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

got a

"I got one too!"

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

speedboat, her face stern as

meters away, but its power significantly

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