Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

"Old Zhou, are you riding a horse to watch a show?! Come and help!"

Yan Jun couldn't help roaring.

If it goes on like this, he is worried that he will not be able to suppress his dragon power.

Only then did Zhou Ke react. He moved forward cautiously, and opened his arms and kept pressing down: "Doctor Chen, calm down! Be calm!"

"Stop talking nonsense, she can't do it!"

Hearing what Yan Jun said, Zhou Ke was relieved to step forward and grab the bright scalpel in Chen Jie's hand like lightning.

Danger removed.

The stone hanging in Zhou Ke and several Shenwei Bureau security personnel finally fell to the ground.

Tens of millions of netizens in the live broadcast room can be described as a big disappointment.

They are still looking forward to a more exciting plot, but it is a pity that it is over so quickly, and it is boring.

"MD, you should weld the door to death and let Brother Jun play freely!"

"This group of people from the Shenwei Bureau is too spoiled!"

"Brother Jun, this is neither up nor down, everything I see is uncomfortable for Brother Jun."

In the room, Yan Jun let go of Chen Jie's waist.

"Brother Yan, are you alright?"

"Just kidding, that's all..."

As soon as Chen Jie untied the bondage, he waved his palm at Yan Jun in anger.

Unfortunately, a pair of pure white palms were still twenty centimeters away from Yan Jun's cheeks, so they caught a big hand.

"Rogue! You are so light on me!"

Chen Jie missed the first blow, her face flushed red, as if she had suffered a huge humiliation, she was extremely aggrieved and sad, one couldn't hold back the tears, and cried so much that it was called pear blossoms with rain.

"take away!!"

Zhou Ke said coldly.

With an order, several female staff rushed into the room and forcibly took Chen Jie away.

"Let go! Why are you arresting me!"

Dr. Chen's voice was getting lower and lower.

"It seems that Miss Chen seems to have forgotten what she did to our brother just now?"

"It's not surprising. The God of Death was possessed to harvest Yan Jun's life by her hand. After the failure, the God of Death must have left, and Dr. Chen also regained his senses."

"So Dr. Chen is also a victim. I don't know how uncomfortable she will be when she knows the truth."

"The god of death is so maddening to do this. If it is successful, wouldn't it kill two people?"

"No way, this is the world we live in, there is no reason to speak, only death and fear."

"The brothers upstairs are a little more confident. Brother Jun's appearance doesn't give us hope."

...

"Other people go out first, Lao Zhou, wait in your room for a while, and I'll go to the bathroom."

In front of everyone's eyes, Yan Jun blushed and rushed into the bathroom in a hurry.

"This……"

The corners of Zhou Ke's eyes twitched, and a slightly weird smile appeared on his stern face.

"Brother Jun, why are you going to the bathroom, urgent to urinate?"

"Where's the upstairs rest here for fishing?"

"Kid, Brother Jun is going to the bathroom to release the power of the dragon!"

"You're wrong, brother."

"Haha, it's human nature, it's human nature."

The 20-square-meter bathroom has complete bathroom facilities.

Coming to his only private space at this moment, Yan Jun didn't do anything unsightly like thousands of netizens had guessed. After calming down his spring heart a little, his eyes slowly narrowed and flickered. A cool light.

Reaper's repeated overtime work completely angered Yan Jun.

If that's the case, then let's hit the target!

The more you push on the horse step by step, the more I will provoke you, sir! !

"Open the system panel!"

"Ding! The host attribute panel is open!"

Host: Yan Jun.

Age: Twenty-three.

Constitution: 86.

Item: Lucky Capsule (three).

Merit points: 2 points.

"Extract a lucky capsule!"

After Yan Jun finished meditating in his heart, a colorful pill appeared in his hand, the size of a soybean.

The superpower that foresees the future three times has been used up, and the god of death may kill him at any time with a carbine. Now he must take the lucky capsule as soon as possible to ensure that he lives safely.

I hope this capsule produced by the system is not a fake and shoddy product.

After Yan Jun prayed in his heart, he brought the capsule to his mouth, and at the moment when he opened his mouth to swallow it, he suddenly hesitated.

"System, are you sure that this lucky capsule can guarantee that my life will not be in danger within 24 hours?"

"Not only that, after the host takes the lucky capsule, his own luck value will also explode. Even if he tries to die by all means, he will not die. Don't worry, host!" The mechanical voice of the enemy of death system Yan Jun's mind reverberated.

I am relieved!

Yan Jun, who took the reassurance pill, swallowed this lucky capsule directly.

Well, sweet, like candy, the system is really caring.

...

Jiangcheng City, in a luxury villa that is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

A middle-aged man in a tailored suit without any signage stared at the picture on the big screen motionless. Although his face was a little haggard, he exuded the temperament of a successful man.

At this moment, what he was watching was Yan Jun's live broadcast, a pair of deep eyes flashed wisely through the precious gold glasses.

In the live broadcast, after Yan Jun hurriedly walked into the bathroom, the middle-aged man smiled uncontrollably, took off his glasses, rubbed his sore eyes, and fell into deep thought.

He was the only one in the huge living room with extremely luxurious decoration.

From the second floor, there was a faint sound of a woman's sad cry.

"Quiet!"

The middle-aged man gave a cold drink, and the crying upstairs lightened a bit, but it was still intermittent.

Calm down!

The more this happens, the more calm it is!

As the leading entrepreneur in Jiangcheng City, Ning Zhiguo turned his hands in the shopping mall and turned his hands into rain. He started from scratch and created a fortune that is the envy of countless people. He has long been accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves.

But even so.

At this moment, he was also exhausted and desperate, and haggard that had not been seen in many years appeared on his face.

Yan Jun!

The hero boy who has deceived the god of death twice!

Oh no, it's been three times now!

How...how did he do it? !

Suddenly, he recalled the live broadcast he had just witnessed, and a small detail appeared in his mind.

wrong! Yan Jun seemed to reach out and touch the back of his head before the beautiful doctor got up! !

Ning Zhiguo's pupils shrank suddenly.

He... predicted his own death!

It sure is! It must be so!

Otherwise, how can he explain that he easily escaped the fatal blow from Dr. Chen's back?

Is it really as the professor in the "Death Observation Room" program said, this Yan Jun's sixth sense is far beyond ordinary people? !

Only this explains it!

Ning Zhiguo's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey, Secretary Ma, now, immediately, do something for me immediately!!"