18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 160

What the hell? It was tough enough to survive, now they gotta deal with these punks on their own turf?

On foreign soil, you'd keep your head down and try to scrape by, but here they were, brazen as ever.

In a dim corner, several men were relentlessly kicking three people lying on the ground, spouting insults in a harsh, foreign language.

There were those with swords, guns, and baseball bats.

Murder was as easy as turning your head, but they continued to beat them, becoming more and more excited, revealing their ugly and twisted human nature. The pleading screams only served to further stimulate them, their blows becoming heavier and heavier.

One of them lifted his blade, his face twisted in a savage grin as he brought it down.

"Shick."

Their bloodlust had blinded them to the danger lurking in the shadows.

His blade hadn't even fallen before the man was skewered like a s'more on a stick. Stella didn't hesitate, pulling her blade free and lunging for the second one.

Jasper was even quicker, swiftly disarming a punk and snapping his neck, before kicking another one aside.

The two of them dispatched the five punks with efficiency, not even giving them a chance to whimper for mercy.

A flashlight illuminated the beaten figures on the ground. They were a sorry sight, their faces smeared with blood, all but unrecognizable.

Out of a sense of humanity, Stella asked, "Are you guys okay?"

The harsh light of the flashlight was blinding, and one of them instinctively raised a hand to shield his eyes, his lips trembling. "It's you?"

His voice was groggy, but Stella recognized it-Monkey. Wait, why the hell was he here too?

surveyed the area with her flashlight, spotting a water tanker parked not far away.

feet, wiping the blood off his face as he exclaimed, "Wow, you really saved

next to him up.

really tough. If she hadn't

simple man. Of course, anyone who could survive in a post-apocalyptic world and establish such a vast network of black market traders was bound to have

off his face and gave Stella and Jasper a weak smile. "Thank you

"It was nothing."

that they were okay, Stella, who was worried about Cooper and Rosie back

"I'm Austin. I don't even know the names

wasn't

of questions. Are you planning to

aback, but quickly replied, "Of course, we need to repay your kindness. What

her reply, he turned to Monkey. "We did get a lot

whispered to him. "Boss,

I send a truckload of fresh water to your

was around 20 tons, enough to last for months and

sleeve. "Boss, she doesn't look like she's

us what you want. As long as it's within my power,

antiques, paintings, and precious metals. Could you help me find some?" Austin

she wanted were these? Sure, antiques and

and he thought it would end eventually. So he not only kept paper currency but also many antiques, paintings, and gold, hoping to make a fortune once everything was over. Now, the 500,000

woman was odd. Whatever she stocked up on seemed to skyrocket in value. Was there something more to

"What kind of antiques, paintings, or precious metals are

specific requests. "Anything will do, as

simply gesturing to Monkey. "He knows where to

them left quickly, disappearing into the darkness, and taking the guns

the guns to Stella, who

robbed, which meant the outside world was dangerous. Stella decided to hold off on selling