You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

As Joyce drove along the way, she also felt something was wrong. She seemed to be driving up a slop, and there were more and

more turns. Those oddly shaped weathered rocks looked like they had withstood the ravaging erosion of the sea wind for years.

Sure enough, as Franklin said, it should be a cliff ahead.

Those turns and twists were actually helpful when she had to stay out of the shooting range of Ricky.

Only, there seemed to be no way back if she continued to drive ahead.

There was no way out in front, and there were pursuers behind.

She stepped the gas pedal to the floor again and again, holding her jaw with one hand and frowning as she thought about what to

do next.

At the stime, she kept scanning her surroundings, looking for a place where she could quickly hide later.

Unfortunately, the surroundings were mostly empty and she hadn't found the boulders Franklin had mentioned.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted and she violently slammed on the brakes - she had exactly reached the end of the road.

Several red warning posts were erected to stop vehicles from continuing forward. At the end was a parking field for large vehicles

to turn around.

Joyce finally stopped the car before hitting the warning post. She didn't hesitate for a moment and flew out of the car. As for the

cell phones, she had left them all in the car to avoid being located by Ricky. The only thing she carried with her was Karl's gun and

the hard drive. She could tell Ricky that it was the hard drive the forensic center had given her.

She bent down and ran as fast as she could. Finally, she climbed up the rocks beside the road and finally hid in the shrubs. For her,

dodging was the best option. As long as the police was here, she would then have a chance to survive.

Immediately after she left the car.

She heard the "bang-bang-bang" sound behind her, and the car she was driving was instantly shot into a sieve.

Ricky and the others must have seen her car cwithin range and didn't hesitate to shoot it.

Joyce took a deep breath and was a little scared. What a group of vicious thugs.

Immediately afterwards she heard a sharp, piercing sound of brakes, and a jumble of crashes. She thought perhaps they were at

such a high speed and failed to stop their cars in tand their cars crashed into each other at the end.

Joyce hid in the bushes and began counting. There were about twelve of them getting out of the car one by one.

The collision just now delayed them for stime.

Joyce took this opportunity to continue to run forward. Finally, she saw an open space. There were all sand and gravel on the

ground, black and white, coarse and thin.

In front of the open space, there is a stone forest, are sstrange-shaped stones, a seat, a clump, there are high and short, gray

and black stone peaks and pillars head of the sky, like a reckless black forest.

It should be the place that Franklin was talking about.

She looked back while running quickly forward. Now was the most dangerous time. She must cross the open space in the shortest

possible time, and once they caught up with her, with no cover around her, she would certainly die.

Luckily just now she had won stime.

"There she is! Shoot now!" A killer in back had made it through the bushes and spotted Joyce at a glance.

"Bang-bang-bang!" Another round of relentless sweeping shots.

Joyce leapt and dodged behind the nearest boulder. Her heart had leapt to her throat, and behind her, she could even see sparks

from the boulder because of their shooting.

That was so close. Fortunately, she got a head start, otherwise she would have been killed.

She held Karl's pistol in her hand, the bullets already loaded.

Right now, they were very close to her. Although she had hidden behind the boulders, there were quite a dozen of them, and once

they all cover to her, she could not hide for long.

Moreover, the trickiest part was that Ricky had a heavy gun in his hands, which could be fatal to her. They would definitely be

inferior to her if they went one-on-one with her, but even the best shooters could not withstand a weapon as deadly as a heavy

gun.

She had to find a way to protect herself.

Joyce peeked out from behind the boulder and saw a killer darting wildly this way.

Without thinking, she shot the killer directly in the right chest. She avoided the heart, but it was enough to send him to the ground

instantly.

"Ah." With a miserable scream, the killer planted himself on the ground in pain and stopped moving.

Ricky shouted, "Everyone be careful. This woman is a good shot!"

At that, the other killers who wanted to rush over slowed down and looked for covers. After all, no one wanted to be a target.

When she heard what Ricky just said, she felt it was too familiar, and she instantly remembered something. In Hill Benjamin, when

she was kidnapped, although the masked man used a voice changer, he said exactly the swords, " Everyone be careful. This

woman is a good shot! When it gets a little darker, her marksmanship will not work!"

Sure enough, the person who had kidnapped her to Hill Benjamin and planted a bomb on her, was Ricky.

Unfortunately, it was still early in the day and it was impossible for her to wait until the night fell.

The only problem was that she didn't have enough bullets in her pistol. After firing a shot just now, she still had five rounds left.

She did scounting. She had got rid of one of them, so there were still eleven left.

Since there were hardly enough bullets, she couldn't stop them all.

After a quick thought, she decided to get rid of the heavy weapon first.

She guessed that Ricky knew he was a good shot and must have cprepared. He must have worn a body armor, and Ricky had

always been very careful about his head. He was indeed a connoisseur of assassination.

So, she must hurry up now.

Joyce leapt from one boulder to another.

When she left the first boulder, she bet that Ricky would definitely shoot her.

Sure enough, Ricky didn't hesitate and shot at her with his gun immediately.

And she, with her long hair flowing in the air during the leap, steadily held the pistol in her hand, aiming at Ricky.

"Bang-bang-bang!" She shot three shots in a row.

The first shot blocked the bullet that cstraight at her, and the other two shots went straight at the heavy weapon Ricky was

holding, one hitting the clip and the other hitting the muzzle.

In this way, Ricky could not use this heavy gun again. Neither could he load bullets, nor could he shoot with accuracy.

"Damn it!" Ricky cursed. He had miscalculated. He could never expect that Joyce's goal was to ruin the gun in his hand, while he

focused solely on protecting his head. Damn woman! She was really something.

Joyce dodged behind another boulder, and a burst of pain cfrom her calf. She lowered her head to have a look. The wound was

quite serious with blood gurgling out. She had been very careful just now but she was still accidentally grazed by the bullet.

Fortunately the bullet did not penetrate her calf.

She knew in her heart that she had two rounds left.

She had to grab a gun from them to do it ...

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