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 daytrobbery 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.

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."

The little girl, frightened to a certain extent, instinctively stopped crying. She only stared with teary eyes, filled with fear, mouth

wide open as she gasped for breath.

Meanwhile, another man in black took a little boy hostage with a knife and threatened, "Don't cany closer! If anyone comes

near, I'll stab him!"

The little boy's mother couldn't handle the shock and immediately fainted, collapsing to the ground.

Joyce firmly shielded Anderson behind her, pointing her gun directly at the man in black who held the little girl hostage, confronting

him fiercely.

"Let her go! You won't escape!" she exclaimed.

She tried to find an angle to make a move, but the man in black was quite professional and didn't reveal many flaws. For a while,

she couldn't find an opportunity to act.

At that moment, Joyce exchanged a glance with Reuben, signaling him not to act rashly.

Naturally, Joyce understood the reasoning behind 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 eye on the man holding the little girl.

The man in black clearly hadn't expected to encounter someone who could shoot in an ice cream shop, let alone a woman. It was

evident that the opponent had good marksmanship, having already taken down two of their group.

He started to panic, firmly pressing the gun against the little girl's head and shouted, "Put down your gun! If you don't, I'll shoot

her right away!"

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

your gun! Otherwise, he'll really kill my daughter. Please, put it down! You're also a mother, aren't you?!"

Joyce frowned and replied to the little girl's mother, "If | put down my gun now, we will all bechostages."

She used her body to shield Anderson, protecting him like a mother bird. She never expected that in peaceful Khebury, in the heart

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

If she put down her gun, it was evident that the other men inblack would overpower them all. Once all four children in the ice

cream shop bechostages, they would have no room for resistance and would be at the mercy of the criminals. It was too

dangerous.

At that moment, Anderson remained surprisingly calm. He tugged at Joyce's shirt, looking around, and spotted Kiki hiding under

the table. Kiki's face had turned pale, trembling in fear, and crying louder and louder. She looked at Anderson with pleading eyes,

appearing pitiful.

Impatiently, Anderson glared at Kiki and snapped, "Don't make a sound, you idiot." He was filled with disdain. Kiki couldn't remain

calm in dangerous situations and only knew how to cry, a far cry from Fair.

Crying at a tlike this would only irritate the criminals and increase the danger.

After being scolded by Anderson, Kiki finally stopped crying. She obediently hid under the table, keeping quiet.

The little girl's mother crawled a few steps forward, continuing to plead with Joyce, "Please, put down your gun! They really will

shoot! How can you only care about your own child and not others’ children?!"

A strong sense of disgust flashed across Reuben's face, revealing the nakedness of human nature. Moral blackmail, on what

grounds? If it weren't for Joyce 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 the men in black, they didn't intend to harm the children. The whole situation

had changed, and the charges would be too severe.

Joyce's eyebrows were tightly knitted.

Looking around the store, there was no one else who could help except for Reuben. Unfortunately, he hadn't brought Grizela with

him today, and she hadn't brought Darrin either. And now they faced this situation.

She and Reuben had never worked together before, so it was unknown if they had any understanding between them.

Next, she had a difficult task in mind that required Reuben's cooperation. Otherwise, if they lost their position, they would be at a

disadvantage, with all four children becoming hostages.

Coincidentally, Reuben looked at Joyce.

Joyce made a gesture, slightly pursing her lips.

It was unclear if Reuben understood her hint.

She slowly bent her knees, squatting down bit by bit, raising one hand above her head, while the other hand holding the gun

followed her wrist, gradually descending until it was close to the ground.

On the other side, Reuben tensed his body, waiting for an opportunity to act.

"Put down your gun, now!" the man in black who held the little girl shouted loudly.

The man holding the little boy hostage had a tense expression, constantly watching Joyce's movements.

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As Joyce let go of the gun, she simultaneously swiftly threw a spinning dart from her hand.

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