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.

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 with his own eyes, just

the attack of criminals, although unfortunate for the children who were frightened, they were

and stunning that she completely captured his gaze, unable to

warlord, a sharpshooter. Not only was

in the ice cream

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

gun!" one of the special police officers

raised her hands. Anderson hid behind her, peeking out with his little head, observing the special

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

had yelled earlier rushed over, kicking away Joyce's gun and spinning dart with his foot, and pointed his

"Don't move. Behave."

bear it anymore. He sneered and said disdainfully, "Are you blind? She just saved all the children. What's the use of your arrival?

of special police officers subdued all the masked men in

Joyce, wearing an incredulous expression,

lying on the ground, each one hit in the wrist with extreme precision.

replied, "Yes.

a gun at my daughter's head, and she didn't care about

trembling as she shouted. She was terrified; her child

rather believe the police than

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