The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 707

After living with Zeph for so long, Nicole knew guns well enough to recognize at a glance that the one in the boy's hand was fake.

Even if it only fired rubber bullets, though, a shot to Beatrice's temple could still seriously injure or kill her.

Beatrice wasn't intimidated. She suddenly knocked the gun aside and drove her fist into his stomach. She moved so fast that Vince didn't have time to react before he doubled over and dropped to the ground.

The two groups immediately started fighting.

Jeremy and Hughie were both injured, and Diana's arm still hadn't healed, leaving Beatrice and Poppy to do most of the fighting.

Humiliated and furious, Vince pulled another gun from his pocket and aimed it at Beatrice's head.

Nicole's expression changed. This one was real.

She reacted instantly, raised her gun, and shot him in the arm.

The gunshot cracked through the air, and the entire area went silent.

Vince's gun fell from his hand. He clutched his bleeding arm and collapsed, writhing in pain.

Nicole walked over, pinned him down with one foot, and struck him across the head with the butt of her gun. Her voice turned cold.

"You really think you can do whatever you want, don't you?"

His lackeys froze. Then one of them snapped, "You've got some nerve! Do you even know who he is?"

"I don't care who he is." Nicole gave them a cold look. "If his parents never taught him how to act, someone else will."

She raised her gun slightly. "Anyone else want a bullet?"

They were furious, but none of them dared move with a gun pointed at them.

The moment Poppy saw Nicole, the tension finally left her face. "Nicole!"

Nicole looked at her. "What happened?"

Poppy's face flushed with anger, but she hesitated and didn't answer.

Beatrice spoke up instead. "That little punk won't leave Poppy alone. He keeps making disgusting comments at her, and now he wants to drag her back to Glenmere with him."

Kevin stepped forward. "What exactly happened here?"

If Nicole remembered correctly, he was the man in charge of the disaster relief operation.

She looked at him coolly. "Mr. Campbell, right?"

Kevin nodded. "Yes. I'm in charge of the rescue operation. Put the gun down. We can talk this out. There's no need to make things worse."

Nicole didn't lower her gun.

"I'm grateful for everything Glenmere has done for the survivors. My own family benefited from the rescue effort, and I can tell you're a decent man. You wouldn't still be out here working while you're sick if you weren't.

"But being a good man doesn't automatically make you a good father. Do you know what your son just did?"

She kicked the gun on the ground toward him.

The moment Kevin saw it, his expression changed. That brat had actually stolen his gun.

"Your son nearly shot my friend in the head just now because she stopped him from harassing Poppy over there."