The danger is not limited to the Louvre's gates.

When the frightened guests run to the auditorium for protection, they find that something has happened in the auditorium!

Three gasped corpses lay on the side, some preparing to be disposed of, a chef dressed as a security guard, and a man in a smart suit, who was next to Kuretta.

Paramedics are treating Kuretta's wounds, he was shot in the thigh and shoulder blade, and timely treatment is not life-threatening.

The scene was very chaotic.

Some gathered around Kuretta to greet the injuries and inquire about the news, others sat on the side in shock, and some angrily accused the ball organizers of inadequate safety measures.

No one dared to believe that there were bandits who dared to carry out an assassination at the ball......

The organizers of the ball felt very innocent, and when they chose the Louvre as the venue for the ball, it was because of the museum's advanced security measures.

The attendees were either politicians or business leaders, how could such a party not be well guarded, and for the sake of safety, the whole dance party was not even media, and it was extremely private.

It can be said that the specifications of the ball are no less than those organized by the United Nations, but the field is different.

If someone does something, 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 and didn't see that the Louvre even put out the original "Mona Lisa's Smile".

It's safe for everyone!

Who would have thought that the security fortress collapsed from the inside, and mercenaries were mixed in with the staff of the Louvre.

There is a mistake in the link that should not be the problem, and it is impossible to prevent it!

The dignitaries of the ball organizers and the Louvre high-level were in a cold sweat, constantly doing appeasement work, explaining in vain, and quickly took the initiative to admit their mistakes, and now the most important thing is to stabilize the mood of these big men.

Someone contacted the local police and military at the first time, and the whole of Paris was shaken.

Police cars roared through the streets, and in the distance, military district combat helicopters took to the air and headed for the Louvre.

Inside the auditorium, Kuretta sat in a chair cursing in pain, and someone was cleaning up the blood on the ground.

I have to say that he is a tough guy, he was shot twice and was like a normal person, his beard was on the edges, and he was obviously so angry that he was about to explode.

When the man who ran from the door to the auditorium told him that there had also been an attack at the door, Kuretta was stunned.

"Lennon!

He immediately remembered that, according to the smooth news, the next socialite to arrive at the Louvre would be his daughter, and Lennon would go all the way.

He had been glad that the attack had happened early, not when Lennon and Crasha arrived, but now he panicked.

"God forbid don't have an accident!" Kuretta prayed in her heart, her heart beating suddenly, and she didn't care if the wound she had just treated was opened.

Kuretta pushed aside the medical staff, and with the support of the assistant beside him, he quickly ran towards the gate of the Louvre.

The people blocking the aisle and the gate gave way one after another, everyone knew that this attack was aimed at the Sergei family, and everyone was angry about being innocently involved in this matter, but at this time, no one dared to provoke Kuretta, it was simply fatal.

"Bless bless, bless Allenon don't have anything to do, and Krasha, don't have anything to do......"

In the golden corridors of the Louvre, Kureta could not use one leg, but he still walked like a fly, and he looked sideways through the window, because of the angle, he could not see what was going on at the gate, which made him even more anxious.

Whew, whew.

When Kuretta ran to the gate and saw the situation in front of him, his eyes were black and his legs were weak, and he almost fell to his knees on the steps, but fortunately the assistant was quick to help him.

His son Allenon was lying in a pool of blood not far from the bottom of the stairs, the driver and bodyguards were rescuing him, and the improvised medical equipment carried with the car had been used, but he judged from the amount of blood under Allenon's body that his son was probably dead or alive.

Looking at his daughter again, the front of the dress was red, the gorgeous diamond necklace was stained with blood, the light flickered with a little sadness, and the body was lying on Wu Qian's thighs in the crook of his arms, and his slender arms hung to the side.

The driver of the vehicle was so anxious that he grabbed his hair and stomped his feet.

"No, no, no, no!"

Kuretta was going crazy, he ran down the steps, but his feet were not steady, and his strong body slipped down the steps, rolled around, and hit his head on the door before he stopped castration.

He didn't care about his injuries, and looked at Clarsa, who had stopped breathing, but was smiling, and Kuretta's eyes were red.

Wu Qian asked Cooks to rescue Crasha, but after Cooks checked the location of the bullet, he shook his head with a heavy expression.

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

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

Faced with the last request of Krasha's life, Wu Qian had no way to refuse.

For the first time, Wu Qian truly felt the passage of life, from the time he held Crasha into his arms to the last time he closed his eyes with a smile, it was only about ten seconds in total.

Rosalind had her gown torn off and tied to her arm to stop the bleeding, and the rescue equipment she had retrieved from Crasha's car had not been used, but even if it had been used, it was in vain.

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

There was a distinct smile on the corner of Krasha's mouth, and if she wiped the blood away, it would be as if she was asleep, and maybe she was still dreaming sweet dreams.

Wu Qian couldn't forget Crasha's last look, the complicated eyes full of nostalgia and relief, which disappeared forever in his arms.

This kept him at peace for a long time.

Wu Qian saw Kureta's trembling arms outstretching from the side, and he handed Krasha to Kureta's hand.

The light body is carrying a great responsibility, and the result is an unknown death.

David drove the car over, blood still stained on the windshield, and as he drove it, he spotted a cook pushing a food cart and pulling out a portable anti-tank rocket launcher from the food truck.

Without hesitation, David hit the chef directly and the chef was knocked into the windshield, and then a sharp brake threw the chef to the ground, and then ran over, and solved it cleanly!

"BOSS, get in the car quickly, I don't know how many people are hiding in the shadows on the other side, it's too dangerous here, hurry!"

David greeted.

Wu Qian didn't move, he looked at the beautiful cheeks that were close at hand but were already far away in the sky, and his heart was sad.

It stands to reason that the two don't have any feelings, but Wu Qian doesn't know why, but he is sad.

A living life came to an abrupt end in his arms and fell at the best of years.

It's not a question of whether you have feelings or not, as long as it's a person, you'll be sad.

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Sogou