You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

When Joyce was throwing darts at Imperiana back in the day, they were playing double, which was much more difficult than just hitting a bullseye.

Of course, compared to the precision of Joyce's boomerang darts, normal darts were simply just toys. After all, Joyce could use boomerang darts to slash the enemy's neck so precisely that they would not be able to move after that and they would not die.

But the child in front of him, who looked only three or four years old, was able to throw the darts with such accuracy.

This made him an absolute genius!

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After Anderson finished throwing the darts, he lifted his chin proudly and his delicate, handsome face showed a smug look.

He was surrounded by little girls, each clapping their hands and shouting with excitement, their big flashing eyes full of admiration, "So wonderful, so handsome. I like you!!"

He thought to himself, it was so boring and they were just a group of older children with lower 1Q. They were

know how to play darts?" The eight-year-old boy sneered. The more he thought about it,

girl pointed her finger at Anderson, puffed

“Don't you go. Do you have the guts to fight with me?! I know karate." He had been practicing karate for years, and he didn't believe he

gripped

annoyed, and said, "Who is it that dares

and the light that

and it's not fair." He was just a child after all, and his tone was already

he let go of

eight-year-old boy's face was swollen red, and after Luther let go of

defeated eight-year-old, and shrugged his shoulders with

also declined invitations

those games. You guys go