Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
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.

The vase is filled with fresh winter plums, some in full bloom, some in bud.

She raised her hand.

There was a flash of silver light and the boomerang darts flew out from her hand, cutting through the air in a perfect arc and heading straight for the plum blossoms in the side hall. It was too fast to see, and the dart was already back in her hand.

"I'll go check it out." Anderson jumped off the top of the couch and headed straight for the side room.

Mr. Arnold and Luther followed along, and Joyce walked last.

When they came to the side room.

Only a plum blossom fell to the ground, apparently cut off by a dart, but the branch was almost intact.

"Wow, it's great. So amazing, Mommy I want to learn too!" Anderson jumped up and down, hugging Joyce's thighs.

"Good, teach you later, now you are still too young. Using it badly will hurt someone."

Joyce stroked his head and smiled gently.

Mr. Arnold exclaimed, "You are really a marksman, and you live up to your reputation. If the force is strong, it will damage the branches, and if it is light, the freshly bloomed flowers will not fall off easily. It's really divine. So that's how madam used to save the young master."

What happened before, later Mr. Arnold more or less knew.

Joyce smiles.

Luther couldn't help but take her into his arms, he didn't speak, his heart was only grateful. Fortunately, he got her back. Otherwise how can he original cool himself in this life.

Mr. Arnold said at this time, "The bath water has been put on, young master should not be ready for bed?"