You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1860: It's All a High-Stakes Gamble

Joyce finally found a suitable angle. "Oh, this angle will do. I've spotted Seren. He's standing next to Vicki. Judging from his demeanor, it should be him."

Darrin assisted from the side. "What now? Can we take him out with a single shot?"

"No, we can't act rashly," Joyce shook her head.

Darrin took out binoculars and observed carefully. "Indeed, there are other men in black inside the living room. They're armed, pointing their guns at the hostages. Even if we take out Seren, there's no guarantee they won't shoot the hostages. It's too risky."

"But that's not the most important thing. The crucial point is that Seren knows how to protect himself. The angle he's currently positioned at makes a headshot impossible. If we hit his limbs, it will only provoke him to retaliate against the hostages. We mustn't shoot easily," Joyce narrowed her eyes, carefully searching for a suitable position.

"What should we do then?" Darrin asked.

"Don't you have two sniper rifles with you? Take out the other one and set it up. We can only wait. When Luther and Felix, along with Seren's men, engage in a confrontation, we'll assist from the side and eliminate the men in black who are holding the hostages one by one. We have to act quickly. We'll both shoot at the same time, taking them all out within ten seconds. Otherwise, it will backfire," Joyce instructed. "I learned a few sniper techniques from my mom, and it turns out they're quite useful in critical situations. It's not like the olden days where gunfights were common. Sniping works better. After I give birth to my child, I plan to train myself in sniper skills."

"...," Darrin responded.

Perhaps the young general was thinking too far ahead. It wasn't a good sign when they needed a sniper. It would be better if such situations occurred less frequently.

While they were talking, Darrin set up his sniper rifle, and Joyce leaned in to assist him in adjusting the angle.

"How does it look now? Is the angle suitable?" Joyce asked.

haven't seen you learn from Lady Grand Marshal for long,

crucial. The most important thing is to control your breathing. That's what my mom advised me," Joyce looked through her own scope again. "From now on, let's not communicate anymore. Hold your breath, focus, and pay

"Understood," Darrin replied.

herself down,

a middle-aged woman rushing towards Vicki with a knife in

to herself. The situation was completely different from what she had imagined. She frowned, realizing that she couldn't act recklessly now. Two minutes earlier, inside

to Felix, "The person you wanted to see, you've already seen her. Hand over the key

He's old, and he won't need to serve the Saunders family anymore in the future. It's better for him to die early. Let him be the first sacrifice

this moment, Carlo lay on the ground, already

to die, turned pale. Her helpless eyes stared directly at Felix,

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Seren began counting down.

on the ground. The key to the secret vault was actually with him all along.

Seren had gone to great lengths, enduring for so many years, knowing about the existence of the secret vault. Taking over

he hand over the key? This fortune didn't solely belong to the Saunders family; a considerable portion of it came from his own maternal family.

a person would surely kill all

Felix couldn't bear it.

he placed his hand

situation, something that nobody anticipated, suddenly occurred

bloodshot, and she had completely lost her sanity. In her eyes, there was no money, no status, and no Saunders family. She burned with

everyone, Fox held a sharp dagger and pounced towards Vicki. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet