You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1376

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"Wow, really? That sounds so great!" Anderson clapped his hands straight up, his eyes excited and bright.

"Mommy, will you show me. I've never seen you play boomerang darts before.” Anderson got up on top of the couch and jumped and jumped excitedly.

"Now?" Joyce was surprised, "It's almost twelve o'clock, don't you sleep?"

“No, no, no, I don't want to sleep. I want to watch!" Anderson pouted. Joyce rubbed her brow with a headache.

Luther egged on at this point, "I'd like to see it too, I've never seen it before, you use a boomerang dart. I heard that you used a boomerang dart to knock back my attacker and cut across the neck, one point shallower, no deterrent effect, one point deeper would have hurt your life, how did you do that?"

"." Joyce shrugged, "It's just practice. I didn't play with guns when I was a kid, so I just played roundhouse darts. It was too much trouble to throw darts too far and pick them up, so I chose to practice roundhouse darts. When I was in the orphanage, there were always older kids from the community who would bully us. I used darts to fight them off, so I did it for self-defense. Then got into the habit of carrying it around. It wasn't until I had a pistol that I didn't need it anymore. That night, too, I happened to come across it. Just struck out.”

pistol she had pinned

rarely used the boomerang. She took the boomerang dart out of the box and weighed it in her hand to get

long since I've used it that

in the past four years, it is still as good as new, which shows

to the side, "Young

and doesn't say

at the vase at the end

filled with fresh winter plums, some

She raised her hand.

boomerang darts flew out from her hand, cutting through the air in a perfect arc and heading straight for

the dart was already back in her

the top of the couch and headed straight for the side

Arnold and Luther followed along, and Joyce

came to the

fell to the ground, apparently cut off by a dart,