Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 438

Chapter 438: Chapter 438: I Specialize in Beating Men

Seeing Melody Summers looking at her coldly, Chloe Sharp raised a hand to brush back the loose strands of hair by her ear and said with a grin, "Don’t look at me like that. I’m really not lying to you this time! There’s a brat in 1502. They used to be so noisy, but since the heat went out a few days ago, their apartment has been silent. They’re probably dead!"

Melody Summers ignored Chloe Sharp’s words. She just frowned at her and asked in a cold voice, "...Why did you say just now that no one lived in 1503?"

Hearing this, Chloe Sharp shrugged nonchalantly. She pursed her lips and said with some disdain, "Oh, I just figured the family in 1503 had frozen to death, too. Who would’ve thought they were still alive? Guess they’re just lucky."

Seeing Chloe Sharp’s utter disregard for human life, Melody Summers felt a surge of anger.

She looked at Chloe Sharp with a grave expression and said, "Do you have any idea how out of line you are? If they missed the news about the shelter, have you ever considered the consequences?"

Hearing Melody’s words, Chloe Sharp burst out laughing with a "PFFT." She said, "I was just talking. It was only a joke. Why are you getting so worked up, sis?"

After speaking, Chloe Sharp gave Melody Summers a playful wink and said in a "you-know-what-I-mean" tone, "Besides, the supplies at the temporary shelter are limited. It’s better to have one less person to share with, right? Don’t you agree?"

Melody Summers almost laughed out of sheer anger at her statement. She looked at Chloe Sharp and said coldly, "If I thought that way, should I have just not informed you? Should I have let you freeze to death in your apartment? You don’t feel the pain until the knife is cutting you, is that it? How is what you did any different from murder?"

Faced with Melody Summers’s barrage of questions, the smile on Chloe Sharp’s face faltered.

She looked at Melody Summers with a mocking gaze and said sarcastically, "Oh my, sis, you’re so kind-hearted! What, are you being so generous because you have a lot of supplies at home?"

Before Melody Summers could speak, Chloe Sharp’s boyfriend, Frank York, who had been standing aside silently watching the show, suddenly snorted.

He put his arm around Chloe Sharp’s shoulders, leaned in close to her ear as if to whisper, but spoke in a voice loud enough for everyone present to hear, "Babe, stop wasting your breath on her. She doesn’t look like a proper woman. Who knows how she got all her supplies..."

The moment Frank York finished speaking, Melody Summers, without a word, took two steps forward and sent a flying kick straight into his stomach!

The kick was packed with force. Caught off guard, Frank York lost his balance and staggered back several steps, his body slamming heavily against the wall. His head hit the wall too, making a dull THUD.

"Ah!" Frank York cried out in pain, one hand clutching his head and the other his stomach. He looked up at Melody Summers, a look of disbelief on his face, and roared, "You dare kick me!"

Chloe Sharp was also stunned by this sudden turn of events. The grin on her face completely vanished, replaced by a look of shock and anger as she stared at Melody Summers and rebuked her, "You... How could you attack him?!"

Seeing the fury blazing in their eyes, Melody Summers snorted contemptuously. She looked at Frank York and asked in a low voice, "Still feel like running your mouth?"

Feeling the mockery in Melody Summers’s eyes, Frank York’s face flushed crimson. He roared at her, "You little bitch! You’re asking for it! Don’t think I won’t hit a woman!"

With that, Frank York stood up. Ignoring the sharp pain in his abdomen, he glared at Melody Summers with a savage expression and lunged viciously at her!

But the next second, he froze in his tracks.

At some point, a long dagger had appeared in Melody Summers’s hand. Right now, its tip was pressed against the spot between Frank York’s eyebrows.

Seeing the cold glint of the dagger, Frank York’s face instantly turned deathly pale!

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