Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 339

Andre tried to stop Clara, but feared that it will alarm the kidnappers and put Neo in danger. So, he could only watch as she approached the danger step by step.

However, due to his special feelings for her, Andre was unable to escape with Neo alone. He stood where he was, not knowing what to do.

Entering the hall, Clara saw Horace being pointed at the head by the kidnappers. Horace had always been a well-dressed man, yet at this point, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his clothes wrinkled, and there was a large footprint on his chest.

He seemed calm. Yet his twisted face showed that he was suffering from great pain at the moment. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Clara was worried. She looked Horace up and down until she was sure there were no other wounds on him.

"Help!"

"Save us!"

"Get us out!"

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Others in the hall also saw Clara, thinking she was a police officer who had come to their rescue. They begged her for help, their eyes full of pleading.

"Shut up!" The kidnapper also panicked at this time. He fired a shot into the air.

The crowd, which had been somewhat agitated, screamed in the instant after hearing the gunshots, and then quickly returned to the same silence as before. Everyone was crouching on the ground with their arms holding their heads, trembling, lest the gun in the kidnapper's hand pointed at them.

Seeing that, the kidnapper pointed the gun at Clara, looking very panicked and with a clear tremor in his voice.

"Stop there, don't go any further!"

Looking at the gun pointed at herself not far away, Clara's legs went weak. She was almost unable to stand. She swallowed and stood where she was, not daring to move forward.

"Who are you! What are you doing here!" At this time, the kidnapper was also afraid that the person was a policewoman.

"What are you doing here! Leave!" Before Clara could answer, Horace yelled at her.

Horace didn't panic when the gun was on his head. Yet now, his face was full of cold sweat. God knew how scared he was when he saw Clara just now.

"Shut up!" The kidnapper retracted his gun and smashed it on Horace's head. blood slid down Horace's face as the gun was once again aimed at him.

Feeling the gun on his temple, Horace breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw the kidnapper pointing the gun at Clara, he was going crazy. He couldn't stand his beloved woman in danger.

"Who the hell are you?" Still pointing the gun at Horace, the kidnapper yelled at Clara.

Retracting her worried gaze from Horace, Clara took a deep breath and forced herself to be calm.