"Who are you? You’re not from our building."
"How did you get in here?"
"Cut the crap, you bitch! Hand over all the food in your house!"
"Heh heh, didn’t think we’d get so lucky. Of all the places we’ve robbed on our way up, they either had just old folks and kids... but now we find you two families. One has no n, and the other’s is a complete wuss who doesn’t even act like a man. Don’t tell all the n in this building have died out!"
"Heh heh, it’s great if they’re all dead. If that’s the case, we won’t be holding back."
"Brothers, this is our first step! First, we’ll take all the food in this building. Then, the good-looking won can serve us, and we’ll kill the ugly and old ones so they don’t waste food."
The voice was arrogant and unrestrained, the words vile and obscene.
Moreover, the voice seed to be coming from a floor below the 23rd.
It seed those people had broken into the building a while ago. They just hadn’t noticed before, only hearing them now that they were closer.
Hearing those words and thinking of their families at ho, everyone’s expression changed as they shot to their feet.
"What kind of bastards are these, bullying us right on our own doorstep!"
Furious, they got up and charged downstairs.
Felix Lawrence was surprised, wondering where those people had co from. But now wasn’t the ti to dwell on it. He quickly got up and called for everyone to go downstairs. "Let’s all go take a look! Grab a weapon if you have one. If soone’s really co to our doorstep to bully us, we don’t need to be polite!"
All forty of them surged to their feet and headed downstairs, looking imposing and aggressive.
Stella Sterling thought for a mont, then grabbed her large blade and followed behind them.
’Before, I didn’t get involved because it had nothing to do with . But things are different now. I want to use the strength of the others in this building to clear the underground tunnel, so of course I can’t just stand by and do nothing!’
On the 22nd floor, a dozen or so unfamiliar young n and won stood at the entrance to the stairwell, grinning wildly. A few of them had dragged the residents of two apartnts out into the hall, while two more from their group were in each ho, carrying things out. Besides food, anything useful was being taken.
Behind them, more than twenty people were tied up. These were the people they had just captured. After robbing them of their food, the gang had no intention of letting them go.
Their leader was a man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight. A young woman with matted hair was leaning coquettishly against him, a look of disdain on her face. "These two families are pretty poor. They have so little. Does everyone in this building have this little?"
"Alright, be grateful. It’s not bad that they have any food left at all these days!"
The man turned to look at her and pinched her cheek. His hand ca away greasy, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, but he suppressed it.
Just as he was about to call for his n to continue upstairs, he heard a commotion from above. He paused, then sneered, "Well, look at this. So eager beavers, actually charging down on their own initiative!"
But in the next mont, he and his people were dumbfounded. The "eager beavers" he’d imagined weren’t just one or two people, but a whole group. The sight of thirty or forty people rushing down was quite spectacular and stunning to behold.
Seeing the group co down, the eyes of the people tied up behind the invaders lit up. Soone shouted a warning, "Be careful! This gang has knives!"
"You talk too much." The guard standing next to the person who shouted kicked them to the ground.
The woman’s husband burned with rage and tried to rush forward, but was held back by the person next to him.
Quentin Chase, who had been dragged out of his ho, began to struggle and shout, "Lawrence, save us! This gang robbed our ho! You have to help us get our stuff back!"
Because of his crazed behavior that one ti, Quentin Chase’s family wasn’t well-liked in the building. He later started hanging out with Bell and the others. After Bell and Tripp Pence died one after another, he hadn’t left his apartnt. His family had been worried about retaliation from the other residents, so they hadn’t attended the gathering.
But he never expected that while just staying quietly at ho, soone would break down his door, beat him up, and rob him!
Now, his only hope was for Felix Lawrence to get revenge for him.
The next mont, his gaze fell on Stella Sterling standing beside Felix Lawrence, and he instantly shut his mouth and stopped struggling.
The pain from the beating he’d just received seed to fade. He was rembering the ti he was beaten senseless by that crazy woman, punch after punch. ’Now *that* was an agony worse than death!’
’Why is *she* here? She killed Boss Tripp Pence and the others... Is she going to kill now too?’
Stella Sterling didn’t notice him at all. Her eyes were on the gang; they were clearly not from this building.
’Considering the situation outside, how did these people manage to get into the building?’
She glanced at Felix Lawrence, who was standing at the front of the crowd, then leaned against a nearby wall, intending to observe the situation first.
Felix Lawrence looked at the twenty-seven-or-twenty-eight-year-old man and frowned. "You’re Finn Shaw from Building C?"
Finn Shaw wasn’t surprised that soone knew his na. They were all from the sa residential complex; it was normal to have seen or known each other before.
He looked over at Felix Lawrence, and when he saw the intimidating group of dozens of people behind him, a flash of apprehension crossed his eyes.
He laughed. "So it’s you, Felix Lawrence. What, are you the one in charge of this building now?"
"It’s just that you seem to be failing a bit as a leader!"
Before Felix Lawrence could even speak, his n couldn’t take it anymore.
"What did you say? Show so respect!"
"Damn it, we’re from the sa complex, and you’re targeting your own people. Real classy of you."
"You co here to bully us? You think we’re just going to let you? Brothers, get ’em! Throw them out!"
As they spoke, they charged forward. Felix Lawrence didn’t stop them. These intruders didn’t co in peace, and it was clear they had already robbed several people in the building. This matter wouldn’t end peacefully today.
Seeing the forty-plus people about to charge, Finn Shaw and the woman beside him took a few steps back. Finn Shaw shouted, "Stop, stop, stop! Why resort to violence without even talking? We weren’t robbing you. How about this? I’ll take my people and leave right now. We’ll go our separate ways. What do you say?"
He hadn’t expected there to be over forty people upstairs, all gathered together. He had only brought about twenty n with him today. He’d be at a disadvantage in a fight, so it was better to back down for now.
Felix Lawrence signaled for everyone to stop. He held considerable authority now, and the others restrained themselves.
Felix Lawrence looked at Finn Shaw. "You want to leave? Fine. But you’re leaving those people behind. And all the food you’ve stolen—you’re leaving that, too. Otherwise, you can just stay in this building and not leave at all!"
Finn Shaw’s face darkened. "Felix Lawrence, you’re going too far. My brothers didn’t rob you. As for this stuff, it’s the result of our hard work. Why should we leave it for you?"
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