Chapter 1691: Understanding Each Other

Chapter 1691: Understanding Each Other

BR Ice Cream Shop was located in the bustling city center, right next to

Khebury's largest jewelry store, which had its own exclusive vault.

During business hours, there was a connecting glass door between the

two establishments.

It was evident that several men in black had fled here after robbing the

adjacent jewelry store. No wonder there had been a commotion outside

just now. The jewelry store had encountered trouble.

The jewelry store had security measures in place, making it difficult to

fully control the people inside. However, the situation was different at

the neighboring ice cream shop; it was easier to hold children hostage.

Joyce was already on guard and immediately shielded Anderson

behind her. As she scanned the area, she noticed there were six men in

black, three of them armed with guns and the other three with knives. It

was uncommon to encounter a daytime robbery on the street,

especially in Khebury, known for its good public safety. It had been

years since such an incident had occurred.

One of the men in black with a knife charged towards Joyce, intending

to take her and the child hostage since she was closest to the entrance.

Joyce sneered and swiftly kicked the knife out of the man's hand.

Immediately after, she drew her gun and in just a second, fired two

shots consecutively, bringing down two of the men in black by hitting

their wrists, the ones holding the guns.

With cries of pain, the three men in black collapsed to the ground,

clutching their injured wrists and writhing in agony.

After hiding Kiki under the table, Reuben quickly subdued the closest

man in black and disarmed him of his knife. Unfortunately, there were

still two men in black who were out of their attack range.

One of the men in black, with quick reflexes, grabbed the nearest little

girl who had been enjoying her ice cream and held her in front of him,

using a gun to press against her head.

The little girl was terrified and dropped her ice cream on the ground.

Being young, she didn't understand the danger, only felt fear, and burst

into loud sobs.

Enraged, the man in black shouted, "Stop crying! If you cry again, I'll

shoot you!"

The little girl's mother was knocked over by the man in black with a

single slap and fell to the ground, unable to speak due to the pain.

Seeing her daughter being held at gunpoint, she desperately shook her

hands and pleaded, "Don't cry, don't hurt her! Please don't! Nella, don't

cry! Listen to me, don't move, be a good girl and don't move."

The little girl, frightened to a certain extent, instinctively stopped crying.

She only stared with teary eyes, filled with fear, mouth wide open as

she gasped for breath.

Meanwhile, another man in black took a little boy hostage with a knife

and threatened, "Don't come any closer! If anyone comes near, I'll stab

him!"

The little boy's mother couldn't handle the shock and immediately

fainted, collapsing to the ground.

Joyce firmly shielded Anderson behind her, pointing her gun directly at

the man in black who held the little girl hostage, confronting him

fiercely.

“Let her go! You won't escape!" she exclaimed.

She tried to find an angle to make a move, but the man in black was

quite professional and didn't reveal many flaws. For a while, she

couldn't find an opportunity to act.

At that moment, Joyce exchanged a glance with Reuben, signaling him

not to act rashly.

Naturally, Joyce understood the reasoning behind it. She raised an

eyebrow, gesturing for Reuben to find an opportunity to deal with the

man holding the little boy hostage while she kept a close eye on the

man holding the little girl.

The man in black clearly hadn't expected to encounter someone who

could shoot in an ice cream shop, let alone a woman. It was evident

that the opponent had good marksmanship, having already taken down

two of their group.

He started to panic, firmly pressing the gun against the little girl's head

and shouted, "Put down your gun! If you don't, I'll shoot her right away!"

Upon witnessing this, the little girl's mother hurriedly knelt down and

pleaded with Joyce, repeatedly kowtowing, “Please, put down your

gun! Otherwise, he'll really kill my daughter. Please, put it down! You're

also a mother, aren't you?!"

Joyce frowned and replied to the little girl's mother, "If I put down my

gun now, we will all become hostages."

She used her body to shield Anderson, protecting him like a mother

bird. She never expected that in peaceful Khebury, in the heart of the

city, they would encounter a gunpoint robbery. She didn't want

Anderson to be subjected to any further distress.

If she put down her gun, it was evident that the other men inblack

would overpower them all. Once all four children in the ice cream shop

became hostages, they would have no room for resistance and would

be at the mercy of the criminals. It was too dangerous.

At that moment, Anderson remained surprisingly calm. He tugged at

Joyce's shirt, looking around, and spotted Kiki hiding under the table.

Kiki's face had turned pale, trembling in fear, and crying louder and

louder. She looked at Anderson with pleading eyes, appearing pitiful.

Impatiently, Anderson glared at Kiki and snapped, "Don't make a

sound, you idiot." He was filled with disdain. Kiki couldn't remain calm

in dangerous situations and only knew how to cry, a far cry from Fair.

Crying at a time like this would only irritate the criminals and increase

the danger.

After being scolded by Anderson, Kiki finally stopped crying. She

obediently hid under the table, keeping quiet.

The little girl's mother crawled a few steps forward, continuing to plead

with Joyce, "Please, put down your gun! They really will shoot! How can

you only care about your own child and not others’ children?!"

A strong sense of disgust flashed across Reuben's face, revealing the

nakedness of human nature. Moral blackmail, on what grounds? If it

weren't for Joyce taking down three of them in an instant, they probably

wouldn't even have the right to confront them now. Moreover, judging

from the expression of the men in black, they didn't intend to harm the

children. The whole situation had changed, and the charges would be

too severe.

Joyce's eyebrows were tightly knitted.

Looking around the store, there was no one else who could help except

for Reuben. Unfortunately, he hadn't brought Grizela with him today,

and she hadn't brought Darrin either. And now they faced this situation.

She and Reuben had never worked together before, so it was unknown

if they had any understanding between them.

Next, she had a difficult task in mind that required Reuben's

cooperation. Otherwise, if they lost their position, they would be at a

disadvantage, with all four children becoming hostages.

Coincidentally, Reuben looked at Joyce.

Joyce made a gesture, slightly pursing her lips.

It was unclear if Reuben understood her hint.

She slowly bent her knees, squatting down bit by bit, raising one hand

above her head, while the other hand holding the gun followed her

wrist, gradually descending until it was close to the ground.

On the other side, Reuben tensed his body, waiting for an opportunity

to act.

"Put down your gun, now!" the man in black who held the little girl

shouted loudly.

The man holding the little boy hostage had a tense expression,

constantly watching Joyce's movements.

A sound of "click."

As Joyce let go of the gun, she simultaneously swiftly threw a spinning

dart from her hand.