My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse

A deep sound reverberated throughout the room. Everyone dropped their jaws and their eyes widened. No one could breathe for a couple of seconds. They stared at the pretty lady with their heart racing.

Hmm!

The young man groans, taking a couple of steps. He shook his arms, looking at Merab with wide eyes. He gnashed her teeth.

'How the fck can she be so strong?'

He shouted in his heart. After calming his raging heart, Didier stopped shaking his hand.

"If you disturb me again. I will make sure you won't be able to use that arm again." Merab said slowly, walking toward a long bench.

"Don't think because of my carelessness. You can behave anyhow you like. Die!" Didier shouted.

The surrounding air vibrated, and his muscles bulged. He dashed forward, swinging his punch, going for a kill.

"You think I'm joking when I warn you not to dare me again?" Merab squinted her gaze. Instead of waiting for Didier.

She dashed forward to meet the attack. No one saw how she moved. Just like a ghost, she appeared in front of Didier.

What!

Bang! Bang!

Ah!

A heart piercing cry echoed throughout the room. Everyone sucks in a cold breath, their heart misses a beat and their blood runs cold.

Didier crashed on the ground, grimacing in pain, blood sipping from the corner of his mouth. His right arm was broken and twisted in an impossible position.

"You came into our shelter and started a havoc. Do you think you are some kind of commando or what?" A booming voice echoed from the far end of the room.

A middle-aged man, dressed in expensive clothes, approached Merab with two people behind him.

A male and female. At once, everyone in the room stood up without uttering a word.

None could look at his face. They wipe the perspiration from their forehead.

'Shit! This is going to get bloody. The death of her is assured.' Various thoughts fly to the mind of the people.

"Who are you?" Merab raised her brow.

"I'm the king of this shelter." The middle-aged man answered proudly.

"King!" Merab rolled her eyes and gasped.

She took a couple of seconds to recover from the initial shock.

"Are you for real?" She asked.

But when she saw the look on everyone's face. She knew the middle-aged man wasn't joking. She turned and looked at Nasir.

"Nasir, someone is getting your position of king of shamelessness," She giggled. "What are you going to do?" she laughed lightly.

Nasir rolled his eyes and stepped forward.

"Who the mother fucking son of a bitch dares to contest with me? When I'm talking, no one dares to talk. How dare he call himself a king?"

His eyes reddened. He pointed to some people.

"You, give me your belt. I need to discipline some stupid people. How dare he!?"

Everyone rolled their eyes and stared at Nasir with their mouths ajar. Merab chuckled while trying to hold her laughter. Nika looked at Nasir and sighed.

'How can he behave so unruly? ' Sighed. 'Leader must not see this.'

Where did these people come from?

I have never seen anyone talk to the king like that since I joined the shelter.

The middle-aged man's chest rises and falls.

His eyes reddened, veins protruding from his forehead. He cracked his knuckle. 'If I don't teach you son of a bitch a lesson. I won't bear my name anymore.' His heart raged.

"Get them!" The middle-aged man shouted furiously.

The two people behind him at once dashed toward Merab and Nasir. Suddenly, they withdrew a long sword from their waist. Seeing this, Merab and Nasir looked at each and nodded.

"Let's see what you've got?" Nasir shouted, waving his kitchen knife.

Just when the two wanted to clash again with each other. A young man rushed into the room and shouted.

"Your Highness. Two people are breaching the defense!"

.....

Everyone stopped on their track and looked at the young man in puzzlement. How dare they destroy their defense?

They wondered. In this vicinity, they are the king. The middle-aged man squinted his brow and took a deep breath.

"Who are they and why would they destroy the defense? Are they human?" The middle-aged man asked in a thunderous voice.

"I-I don't know. They are human… but they are just too… too strong." The young man stuttered.

Bang!

The young man by the door took a couple of steps backward, panicking.

"They've already defeated them!" He whispered.

An elderly man with a long black pole arm entered the room with a kid in hand. His piercing gaze looked at the people in the room with obvious disdain.

"Are you people human or what?!" He yelled.

Another light step echoed after the elderly man and the people raised their brow.

There are more?

The middle-aged man called the king raised his brow. He was scared of the elderly man. He puffed his chest and approached the entrance, forgetting about Merab and Nasir.

A young man carrying a little girl in his hand walked into the room casually. He stopped beside the elderly man.

The large room descended into abrupt silence. The crowd scrutinized the new arrival, but they couldn't see anything spectacular among these two. Except the elderly man, holding a pole arm.

"Leader!" A voice screamed happily.

Leader!?

Everyone looked at the source of the voice and stared at a young man who was rushing toward the two. The elderly man was probably the leader of their group. They thought.

"I know you won't die easily," Nasir chuckled, beaming with a wild smile.

Grandpa Philip looked at Nasir and then at Justin.

'Is he the leader? Leader of who?' He raised his brow.

Nasir stopped a couple of feet from Justin, smiling foolishly.

"Did you cause another problem for the group?" Justin asked casually.

"Welcome back?" Merab smiled lightly.

Chloe assisted Nika with walking. They stopped a couple of feet from him and smiled. It elated them with the return of Justin.

Nika creases his brow and sighed. 'How did he manage to carry everything as if it was nothing.' He wondered deep in his heart?

"How are you doing?" Justin turned to Nika.

"I'm good. Just need a couple of days to get back on my feet." Nika replied casually.

"Good!"

"Enough of your family reunion. What the hell are you doing in my shelter?" A thunderous roar came from the king. He had enough of these people looking down on him.

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