You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1692

Chapter 1692: Who Are You?

The man in black who held the little girl was completely focused on Joyce's action of throwing the gun, completely unaware of her other movements. He couldn't even imagine it.

A flash of silver light dazzled.

He didn't have time to react. He only felt intense pain in his wrist, and the gun he had pointed at the little girl fell to the ground.

In that instant.

Reuben pounced forward, twisting the wrist of the man holding the little boy hostage, and forcefully threw the man aside, instantly rescuing the hostage.

Meanwhile, when Joyce saw the gun drop from the criminal's hand, she swiftly picked it up again.

Almost simultaneously, as she picked up the gun, several shots rang out. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The man holding the little girl hostage and the previously fallen, recovering man in black were instantly brought down by her shots. Then, with a "swish" sound, the silver light flashed, and the spinning dart made a perfect return to her left hand.

At this moment, she was kneeling on one knee, holding the gun in her right hand, and between her index and middle fingers of her left hand was a silver spinning dart, displaying a dazzling and beautiful posture. Reuben was almost dumbfounded. It was too beautiful.

still legends, often exaggerated by people. So when he discovered Joyce's past, although surprised, he didn't necessarily believe everything in his heart. He always wanted to see it

unfortunate for the children who were frightened, they were fortunate enough to witness Joyce's skills. Reuben was shocked; it exceeded his

and stunning that she completely

only was her marksmanship excellent, but her

in the ice cream shop were

police sirens sounded outside, and dozens of armed special police officers in bomb suits

Put down your gun!" one of the

them on the ground, and then she raised her hands. Anderson hid behind her, peeking out with his

They can't tell who's good and who's bad," Anderson muttered, pursing

be eliminated,” Joyce lowered her voice. At this moment, the special police officer who had yelled earlier rushed over, kicking away Joyce's gun and spinning dart with his foot, and pointed his gun at Joyce's

"Don't move. Behave."

couldn't bear it anymore. He sneered and said disdainfully, "Are you blind? She just saved all the children. What's the use of your arrival? You're pointing a gun at her. Do you even know who she

of special police officers subdued all the masked

to Joyce, wearing

lying on the ground, each one hit in the wrist with

"Yes. I shot

But it was so dangerous. The criminal had already pointed a gun at my daughter's head, and she didn't care about the

She was terrified; her child had narrowly escaped death. If the gun in the criminal's hand had gone

the police than a

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