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Chapter 507 The Pearl Is Fragile (No update today, not finished)
The gates of the Louvre are not the only places where the outbreak is at risk.

When the frightened guests ran to the auditorium for protection, they found that something had happened in the auditorium too!
Three dying corpses were lying on the side, someone was preparing to deal with them, a chef was dressing up, a security guard, and a man in a well-made suit, that was the person next to Kuretta.

Medical staff are helping Kuretta to treat the wound. He was shot in the thigh and shoulder blade. Timely treatment will not be life-threatening.

The scene was very chaotic.

Some people gathered around Kuretta to greet the injury and inquire about the news at the same time, some sat in shock and calmed down, and some angrily scolded the party organizer for not having enough safety measures.

No one can believe that there are gangsters who dare to carry out an assassination at a ball...

The host of the ball felt very innocent. When they chose the Louvre as the venue for the ball, it was because of the advanced security measures of the museum.

The participants were either political figures or business leaders. How could such a party not have security measures? For the sake of safety, there was no media at the whole ball, and the privacy was extremely high.

It can be said that the specifications of the ball are no less than those of the conference held by the United Nations, but the fields are different.

If something happens to anyone, under the butterfly effect, it is enough to affect the economy and stability of a place or even a country!
Who dares to be negligent, not seeing that the Louvre has even displayed the authentic "Mona Lisa Smile".

It's safe for everyone!

Unexpectedly, the security fortress collapsed from the inside, and mercenaries were mixed among the staff of the Louvre.

There is a mistake in the link that should not go wrong, and it is almost impossible to prevent!
The important officials of the ball organizer and the top executives of the Louvre were sweating coldly, and they were constantly doing appeasement work. Explanations were futile, so they quickly and proactively admitted their mistakes. The most important thing now is to stabilize the emotions of these elders.

Someone contacted the local police and military immediately, and the whole of Paris was shaken.

Police cars whizzed by on the street, and combat helicopters from military regions in the distance took off and headed towards the Louvre.

In the auditorium, Kuretta sat on a chair enduring the pain and cursing while someone was cleaning up the blood on the floor.

I have to say that he is a tough guy, he was shot twice like a normal person, his beard is sticking out, and he is obviously about to explode with anger.

When the people who ran from the door to the auditorium informed that an attack had also taken place at the door, Kuretta was stunned.

"Alennon! Clara!"

He immediately remembered that according to the plan, the next celebrity to arrive at the Louvre was his daughter, and Alennon would go all the way.

Before, he was glad that the attack happened early, not when Alennon and Clara arrived, and now he panicked.

"God bless no accident!" Kuretta prayed in his heart, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he didn't care that the wound he had just treated was broken open.

Kureta pushed the medical staff away with a whimper, and with the help of his assistant, he quickly ran towards the gate of the Louvre.

People blocking the aisle and the gate gave way one after another. Everyone knew that the attack was aimed at the Sergey family. Everyone was angry at being involved in this incident, but no one dared to provoke Ku at this time. Lieta, that would be fatal.

"Bless you, please keep Allennon safe, and Clara, please be safe..."

In the magnificent corridor of the Louvre, Kuretta couldn't use his legs, but he was still walking like flying. He turned his head and looked out of the window. Because of the angle, he couldn't see what was going on at the gate, which made him even more anxious.

Whoosh, whoosh.

When Kuretta ran to the gate and saw the situation in front of him, his eyes turned dark and his legs softened, and he almost fell to his knees on the steps. Fortunately, the assistant had quick eyes and hands to support him.

His son Allennon was lying in a pool of blood not far from the steps. The driver and bodyguards were rescuing him. The simple medical equipment carried in the car had already been used, but he judged from the amount of blood under Alenon's body. , I am afraid that my son will die.

Looking at her own daughter again, the front of the dress was bright red, the gorgeous diamond necklace was stained with blood, the light flickered with a little bit of sadness, she was lying on Wu Qian's thigh in the crook of her arms, her slender arms were hanging down to the side.

The driver of the vehicle scratched his hair and stomped his feet anxiously.

"No no no no!"

Kuretta was going crazy, he ran towards the steps, but he didn't step on his foot firmly, he stepped on the air, his strong body slid down the steps, rolled around, and hit his head on the car door before stopping the castration .

He didn't care about his injury, looking at Clara who had stopped breathing but was smiling, Kuretta's eyes were red.

Wu Qian had asked Cooks to rescue Clara, but after checking the location of the shot, Cooks shook his head with a heavy expression. He knew which injuries could be saved and which ones could not be recovered.

"Wu Qian, I'm so cold, can you hug me?"

This was the first and last sentence that Clarasha and Wu Qian said.

Facing the last request of Clara's life, Wu Qian couldn't refuse.

It was the first time for Wu Qian to really feel the passing of life. From when he held Clara in his arms to closing his eyes with a smile at the end, it took less than ten seconds.

A section of Rosalind's gown was torn off and tied around her arm to stop the bleeding from the wound, and the rescue equipment she'd brought from Krasha's car hadn't been used in time, but it was useless even if it was used.

Wu Qian quietly watched the beautiful woman whom he had met for the first time die in his arms.

There was an obvious smile on the corner of Clara's mouth. If the blood was wiped off, it would be as if she had fallen asleep, perhaps still having a sweet dream.

Wu Qian couldn't forget the last look in Clara's eyes, the complex eyes full of nostalgia and relief, just like that, it disappeared forever in his arms.

This made him unable to calm down for a long time.

Wu Qian saw Kuretta's trembling arms stretched out from the side, and he handed Krasha to Kuretta's hands.

The light body bears a heavy responsibility, and the result is an inexplicable death.

David drove the car over, and there were blood stains on the windshield of the car. During the drive, he found a chef pushing a dining car and took out a portable anti-tank rocket launcher from the dining car.

David slammed into it without hesitation. The chef was hit on the windshield, and then he slammed the brakes and threw the chef to the ground.

"Boss, get in the car quickly, I don't know how many other people are hiding in the dark, this place is too dangerous, hurry up!"

Dave greeted.

Wu Qian didn't move, he felt very sad when he looked at the beautiful cheek that was so close but far away.

Logically speaking, the two didn't have any feelings, but Wu Qian didn't know why, but was very sad.

A living life came to an abrupt end in his arms, falling at the most beautiful age.

This is no longer a question of whether there are feelings or not, as long as it is a person, it will be sad.

(End of this chapter)