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.

holding

all, he had practiced Judo quite a lot and he was quite good at it, so he dodged the dagger

did not want to fight endlessly, and he knew he had to end the fight quickly, so he concentrated on his attack. His moves were ruthless,

that he was going to lose and turned around to try

quickly drew his pistol and pulled the trigger, hitting the

was enough to make the Killers fall to the ground

fell to his knees in agony, his hands covering his stomach and twitching,

actually not many places

loud noise naturally alarmed

thinking that the police had finally arrived, and hurriedly took

caught a glimpse of the man coming, who was actually Luther, she was stunned and thought that something must

couldn't believe

And how did he find her? How did he get here even before the

he came here alone? Did he also want to get himself killed? She could not understand what could be on

now, it was not the time to think about these

at one end and Luther was at