You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1376

Chapter 1376

Luther laughed, "Of course you can, your mommy saved me with a pirouette back then."

"Wow, really? That sounds so great!" Anderson clapped his hands straight up, his eyes excited and bright.

"Mommy, will you show me. I've never seen you play boomerang darts before." Anderson got up on top of the couch and jumped and jumped excitedly.

"Now?" Joyce was surprised, "It's almost twelve o'clock, don't you sleep?"

"No, no, no, I don't want to sleep. I want to watch!" Anderson pouted.

Joyce rubbed her brow with a headache.

Luther egged on at this point, "I'd like to see it too, I've never seen it before, you use a boomerang dart. I heard that you used a boomerang dart to knock back my attacker and cut across the neck, one point shallower, no deterrent effect, one point deeper would have hurt your life, how did you do that?"

"." Joyce shrugged, "It's just practice. I didn't play with guns when I was a kid, so I just played roundhouse darts. It was too much trouble to throw darts too far and pick them up, so I chose to practice roundhouse darts. When I was in the orphanage, there were always older kids from the community who would bully us. I used darts to fight them off, so I did it for self-defense. Then got into the habit of carrying it around. It wasn't until I had a pistol that I didn't need it anymore. That night, too, I happened to come across it. Just struck out."

She touched the pistol she had pinned to her waist.

Since Luther gave her the pistol, she has rarely used the boomerang.

She took the boomerang dart out of the box and weighed it in her hand to get used to the weight.

"I'll try it, it's been so long since I've used it that my hands should be raw."

The dart was polished by Mr. Arnold and has not oxidized a bit in the past four years, it is still as good as new, which shows that Mr. Arnold takes great care of it.

At this moment, Mr. Arnold stood to the side, "Young master, I also want to open my eyes."

Luther laughs and doesn't say anything.

Joyce aimed the boomerang dart, gesticulating, at the vase at the end of the side room.