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!

He involuntarily stumbled back a few steps, carefully putting distance between himself and Melody Summers while stammering, "Wh-what are you doing... I-I never hit women. Don’t do anything rash..."

Seeing Frank York’s terrified expression, Melody Summers sneered. Twirling the dagger in her hand, she said nonchalantly, "What a coincidence. I specialize in hitting men."

Seeing Melody Summers leisurely walk toward them with the dagger, Chloe Sharp was so scared she shrieked!

"AH—!"

Chloe Sharp grabbed Frank York and stumbled backward, shouting at Melody Summers, "Stay back! I-I’m warning you, we have millions of followers across all our platforms! If you dare hurt us, I’ll expose you to the entire internet once the power and network are back! I’ll have you thrown in jail!"

Melody Summers let out a cold laugh. "That’s assuming you live long enough for that to happen," she said in a low voice.

With that, Melody Summers took a few steps forward and feigned a lunge, scaring another scream out of Chloe Sharp.

After that, Chloe Sharp and Frank York abandoned their luggage on the floor. Supporting each other, they scrambled away toward the fire escape, practically pissing themselves in fear.

Melody Summers watched their hasty retreat but didn’t give chase. She returned the dagger to her space and went back to the door of 1502 to continue knocking.

Right now, 1502 was Melody Summers’s main concern.

But to Melody Summers’s surprise, no matter how hard she knocked, no one from 1502 opened the door.

Unwilling to give up, Melody Summers shouted at the door a few more times, "Is anyone there?! I’m from the emergency response office! The government is distributing disaster relief supplies!"

After shouting, Melody Summers waited patiently for a little while, but only silence answered her from 1502.

Just then, the door of 1503 next door suddenly opened. A couple emerged, holding a little boy’s hand. The husband and wife were also carrying two pieces of luggage.

It seemed the family of three had finished packing and was ready to head to the 23rd floor.

Seeing Melody Summers still knocking on 1502’s door, the couple from 1503 exchanged a look. The wife then took two steps forward and said to Melody, "...The people in 1502 might be... We haven’t heard any sound from their apartment for the past two days..."

"...They have a child who’s in the same class as our son. The two of them used to tap on the wall every day to encourage each other, but for the last two days, their child hasn’t responded..."

Melody Summers’s eyes widened in surprise. ’Could it be that Chloe Sharp wasn’t lying? Did something really happen to the people in 1502?’

The husband from 1503 also nodded and said in a low voice, "The family in 1502 has a hereditary heart condition... They probably couldn’t withstand this low temperature... Ever since the heating went out a few days ago, their apartment has been silent..."

At the thought that their neighbors, whom they saw every day, might have died in the cold disaster, the couple’s voices choked with emotion.

Melody Summers nodded. "I understand..." she said to the couple. "I want to try again. You three should head to the 23rd floor first."

After the family of three from 1503 had left, Melody Summers checked to see that no one was around. She then directly absorbed the security door of 1502 into her space and stepped inside.