The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna) novel Chapter 1193

Chapter 1193 

The clone was shot in the chest. He took a few steps back and knelt on one knee. 

“Argh!” The clone cried out in pain and subconsciously covered his chest. Blood flowed out from between his fingers. 

“Ahhh, help!” 

The crowd immediately fell into chaos. The timid ones squatted on the ground and tried to hide under the stools. 

“Mr. Everett!” Darcy and the security guards exclaimed and rushed up to protect him. 

But it was too late. 

The murderer’s attack was clean and efficient. He hit the target with one strike. There was no unnecessary movement, nor was there any room for defense. 

No one would have thought a murderer would sneak in on such an 

occasion. 

Moreover, everyone had to go through security checks to enter such an event. Firearms and knives were not allowed to be brought in. 

Of course, there were many ways to avoid security checks. For example, by replacing regular guns with ivory-made guns, security checks would be unable to detect them. 

Bang! Bang! The murderer fired two more shots. 

“Catch the murderer. Don’t let him escape.” 

“Ah, help!” 

Security guards wearing protective masks and stun guns quickly ran toward the person who fired. 

Pang! There was a loud crash from the ceiling. 

Someone shot the electricity meter, causing the circuit to be cut off 

suddenly. The entire venue immediately fell into darkness; only the fire control indicator lights were on. 

“Help! Murder! Murder!” The crowd wailed. 

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Chapter 1193 

Darcy couldn’t be bothered to chase after the murderer. He hurriedly checked the clone’s injuries. “Call an ambulance quickly and send Mr. Everett to the hospital immediately.” 

“Um…” The clone sucked in some cold air, and his mind went blank. 

“Mr. Everett, hang in there. We’ll send you to the hospital now.” 

“Help.” 

Soon. 

Darcy and Carson quickly escorted the clone to the hospital. 

Beep, beep, beep. 

Bruce was eating with Joanna and Lilia when his phone suddenly rang. 

“Hello…” Bruce answered the call casually. 

Darcy’s panicked voice came from the other end of the phone. “Mr. Everett, something bad has happened.” 

When Bruce heard this, he frowned. “What happened?” 

“Something happened to Mr. Boris. He was shot at the charity gala, and his life is in danger.” 

“What?” Bruce suddenly stood up from his seat. 

“What’s the situation now?” 

“Someone snuck an ivory pistol through security. Mr. Boris was shot when he went on stage to give a speech. Mr. Boris has been shot in the chest and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.” 

When Bruce heard this, he gulped immediately, and blood rushed to his head. 

After thinking for a few seconds. 

“Darcy, no matter what, you must save his life.” 

“No matter what, we must not let him die. If we really can’t save him, we must hide the news. We can’t let the news of his death be leaked to the public.”