You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1691: Understanding Each Other

BR Ice Cream Shop was located in the bustling city center, right next to Khebury's largest jewelry store, which had its own exclusive vault. During business hours, there was a connecting glass door between the two establishments.

It was evident that several men in black had fled here after robbing the adjacent jewelry store. No wonder there had been a commotion outside just now. The jewelry store had encountered trouble.

The jewelry store had security measures in place, making it difficult to fully control the people inside. However, the situation was different at the neighboring ice cream shop; it was easier to hold children hostage. Joyce was already on guard and immediately shielded Anderson behind her. As she scanned the area, she noticed there were six men in black, three of them armed with guns and the other three with knives. It was uncommon to encounter a daytime robbery on the street, especially in Khebury, known for its good public safety. It had been years since such an incident had occurred.

One of the men in black with a knife charged towards Joyce, intending to take her and the child hostage since she was closest to the entrance. Joyce sneered and swiftly kicked the knife out of the man's hand. Immediately after, she drew her gun and in just a second, fired two shots consecutively, bringing down two of the men in black by hitting their wrists, the ones holding the guns.

With cries of pain, the three men in black collapsed to the ground, clutching their injured wrists and writhing in agony.

After hiding Kiki under the table, Reuben quickly subdued the closest man in black and disarmed him of his knife. Unfortunately, there were still two men in black who were out of their attack range.

One of the men in black, with quick reflexes, grabbed the nearest little girl who had been enjoying her ice cream and held her in front of him, using a gun to press against her head.

The little girl was terrified and dropped her ice cream on the ground. Being young, she didn't understand the danger, only felt fear, and burst into loud sobs. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Enraged, the man in black shouted, "Stop crying! If you cry again, I'll shoot you!"

The little girl's mother was knocked over by the man in black with a single slap and fell to the ground, unable to speak due to the pain. Seeing her daughter being held at gunpoint, she desperately shook her hands and pleaded, "Don't cry, don't hurt her! Please don't! Nella, don't cry! Listen to me, don't move, be a good girl and don't move."

frightened to a certain extent, instinctively stopped crying. She only stared with teary eyes, filled with fear, mouth wide open

with a knife and threatened, "Don't come any closer! If anyone

couldn't handle the shock

pointing her gun directly at the man in black who held the little girl

You won't escape!"

man in black was quite professional and didn't reveal many flaws. For a while, she couldn't find an opportunity to

with Reuben, signaling

it. She raised an eyebrow, gesturing for Reuben to find an opportunity to deal with the man holding the little boy hostage while she kept a close

shoot in an ice cream shop, let alone a woman. It was evident

away!" Upon witnessing this, the little girl's mother hurriedly knelt down and pleaded with Joyce, repeatedly kowtowing, “Please,

"If I

the heart of the city, they would encounter a gunpoint robbery. She didn't want Anderson to be subjected to any further

them all. Once all four children in the ice cream shop became hostages, they would have no room for resistance and would be at the mercy of the criminals. It

at Anderson with pleading eyes, appearing pitiful. Impatiently, Anderson glared at Kiki and snapped, "Don't make a sound, you idiot." He was filled

stopped crying.

to plead with Joyce, "Please, put down your gun! They

taking down three of them in an instant, they probably wouldn't even have the right to confront them now. Moreover, judging from the expression of

eyebrows were