You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Luther hurried through the bushes to the middle of the stone forest. Just now he heard the sound of the explosion, and his heart instantly began jumping. He never believed in God, but at the moment, he kept praying, “Joyce, you must be okay!"

Although he knew that she was a superb shot, no matter how good she was, it was not possible for her to fight all those killers alone.

He followed the direction of the sound of the explosion and hurried over.

The smell of smoke in the air was getting thicker and soon he found the place where the explosion took place. It looked like a mini grenade that had just exploded.

Its power was not really big, nor was it very small. There were pistols on the ground, all blown up and destroyed.

He then took a look around. Three killers were lying on the ground, and there was blood on their chests. They were shot, lifeless. He thought it was Joyce who did it.

Obviously, they had just gone through a fierce battle here.

If he was right, they should have entered the deepest part of the stone forest, which was closest to the cliff.

Without delay, he hurried ahead.

out from behind a boulder, holding a sharp dagger, lunged

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knew he had to end the fight quickly, so he concentrated on his attack. His moves were ruthless, and every move of his was targeted

going to

pulled the trigger, hitting the Killer in the abdomen

to make the Killers

hands covering his stomach and twitching, and finally he fell face

were actually not many places where one

just now the loud

felt so surprised and happy, thinking that the police had finally arrived,

glimpse of the man coming, who was actually Luther, she was stunned and thought that something must have been wrong with

and looked again. She couldn't believe

he get here? And how did he find her? How did he get here

want to do when he came here alone? Did he also want

not the time to think about these things

end and Luther was at the