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'l 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?"