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.

believe everything in his heart. He always wanted to see it with his own eyes, just how amazing she was. Was she really as extraordinary as the legends made

were frightened, they were fortunate enough to witness Joyce's skills.

and stunning that she completely captured his

a sharpshooter. Not only was her marksmanship excellent, but her skill with the spinning dart

the criminals in the ice

sirens sounded outside, and dozens of armed special police officers in bomb suits rushed in, shouting, "Don’t move! Squat down and raise your hands above your

your gun!" one of the special police officers shouted

and spinning dart from her hands, placing them on the ground, and then she raised her hands. Anderson hid behind her, peeking out with his little head,

tell who's good

voice. At this moment, the special police officer who had

"Don't move. Behave."

children. What's the use of your arrival? You're pointing a gun at her. Do you even know who

group of special police officers subdued all the

up to Joyce, wearing

one hit in the wrist with extreme precision. The

"Yes.

the mother of the little girl who had accused Joyce tightly hugged her daughter and rebuked, "It was her. She shot down the criminals just now. But it was so dangerous. The criminal had already pointed a gun at my daughter's head, and she didn't care about

the mother of the little girl held her child and pointed at Joyce, trembling as she shouted. She was terrified; her

rather believe the police than a

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