Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1597

Chapter 1597 No Room for Maneuver

If it wasn't for the deterrent effect of the flashbang.

She wouldn't have been dizzy and disoriented, and it would take time to recover.

Feeling Otis drag her all the way into the gully, her heart jumped to her throat.

Fortunately, her vision was gradually recovering.

Taking advantage of Otis's carelessness, she threw a heavy elbow back, slamming into his chest. At the same time, she grabbed Otis's arm with her left hand and used his force to throw him over her shoulder. She slammed Otis heavily to the ground.

Otis rolled over and fell to the ground.

"Nice moves." He stroked his jaw with his knuckles, complimenting sinisterly.

Joyce's first reaction was to pull out her gun. When she touched her waist, her heart sank.

Damn, just now, her gun had been taken away by Otis.

Otis laughed sinisterly a few times, weighing Joyce's gun in his hand and playing with it, "The famous sharpshooter, without a gun, what else can you do?"

It was too dark.

At this time, Joyce no longer had night vision goggles, but Otis did. She could only judge Otis's position by sound.

Obviously, Otis had the advantage.

Without hesitation, Joyce decisively threw out her boomerang.

The silver light slashed under the dark night, drawing a perfect arc, straight towards Otis.

Otis vaguely saw a flash of light, and instinctively dodged. There was only a "whoosh whoosh" sound in his ears, and then a boomerang almost grazed his throat, fortunately he dodged quickly, otherwise his throat would have been cut.

Even so, his cheek was still cut open.

"Huh." He sneered coldly, wiping the drops of blood from his cheek with his long fingers, he licked and tasted the bloody taste.

"Boomerang? Pretty good. Joyce, in addition to marksmanship, you know quite a bit."

The boomerang returned to Joyce's hand.

She held her breath and heard Otis move, afraid he had found cover, throwing boomerangs would be useless.

"Otis, give up resistance, you are surrounded, you can't run away! Reinforcements will be here soon, your Stream Bay Aircraft can't fly. Don't think about escaping." Joyce shouted.

"Not necessarily." Otis's voice was fearless, "As long as I take you with me, who dares not let me go ?! Joyce, to the ends of the earth, I will take you with me."

Joyce instinctively took a step back, "You're dreaming."

"I said long ago, let you marry me, the warlords will naturally merge. Such a simple thing, you have to make it so complicated, ending up in a bloody battle with sacrifices. In the end, you still fall into my hands, why bother? Now I don't want anything, I just want you." As Otis spoke, he suddenly pounced forward.

He punched Joyce in the shoulder.

Joyce's arm went numb and she almost lost her balance.

She staggered back a few steps, gritting her teeth against the pain. Suddenly she kicked up and spun back, kicking Otis in the jaw.

Otis was in pain, groaning.