18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 366

Chapter 366

After living with Jasper for so long, Stella knew her way around firearms just as well as he did. One look at the gun in the punk's hand, and she knew it was a fake. But even rubber bullets could be deadly if fired at Angela's temple point-blank.

Angela wasn't one to be underestimated. In a flash, she knocked the gun from his hand and landed a solid punch to his gut.

The cocky kid didn't stand a chance. He doubled over in pain, hitting the ground hard.

The fight escalated fast, with Cody and Lukas taking hits and Kitty nursing an injured arm. Angela and Rosie were in the thick of it.

Furious and humiliated, the young punk pulled another gun from his pocket and aimed it straight at Angela's head...

This one was real.

But Stella was quicker. She aimed her own gun at his arm and pulled the trigger.

A deafening bang silenced the chaos.

The kid's gun clattered to the ground as he writhed, clutching his bleeding arm.

Stella strode over, planted a boot on his chest, and smashed the butt of her gun onto his head, snapping, "You think you're the king around here?"

The kid's lackeys, just recovering from the shock, shouted indignantly, "You've got some nerve! Do you even know who he is?"

"It doesn't matter who he is," Stella said coolly, scanning the group with an icy gaze. "He's someone's son. And since his parents aren't around to teach him, it looks like someone else has to."

She brandished her gun. "Anyone else want a taste of lead?"

They were seething but held back, wary of the weapon in her hand.

Stella, Rosie finally let out

going on here?"

anger and embarrassment, struggling to

with Rosie. After making lewd

Jasper had nurtured for years

she

"Enough!"

voice called out as a middle-aged man hurried over, accompanied by several

had the audacity to shoot him. If you hadn't shown up, Hunter could've been killed by these hooligans." Hunter

nearly shattering his jaw, and he howled in

the man's brow furrowed in worry, and his aides quickly

gun, challenging, "Who

forward, "What

the head of the relief

relief efforts. Put the gun down. We can

or you wouldn't be working through your illness. You're a good man, but

kicked the gun on the ground toward

the weapon, the man's expression darkened. That little rascal

gaze turned to his son on

by, shooting them with rubber bullets, and then he had the gall to harass me. Considering your leadership in the relief efforts and your selfless aid to many survivors, I held back from teaching him a lesson

stared at the man coldly. "A failure to discipline falls on the father. You've worked hard in the rescue, and we're grateful, but letting your son terrorize and harass people, does that really make

scolded his son, "Is any

it's all lies. Dad, don't listen

aware his son wasn't exactly an angel. "Mr. Marshall, these are desperate

Like father, like son. And your boy here is nothing

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