Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

"Lao Zhou, you open his handcuffs."

Yan Jun said lightly. Seeing Zhou Ke's stunned expression and an unbelievable look, he immediately increased his tone, "If you want to open it, open it, what's your ink mark!"

"Oh."

Zhou Ke's doubts turned to doubts, but he honestly opened the handcuffs on Jiang Bing's hands.

After a while, Xu Feng walked in, holding a plate in his hand, and on the plate were two steaming chicken legs.

Yan Jun gave him a look.

Xu Feng directly put the chicken leg in front of Jiang Bing.

After this operation, not only Zhou Ke was puzzled, but even Jiang Bing, the serial killer, was a little confused. The hundreds of millions of viewers who saw this scene in the live broadcast room were even more surprised.

"Fuck! Brother Jun, what are you doing? If you don't fix this beast, you actually invite it to eat chicken legs?!"

"This... Brother Jun, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"

"Could it be that these two chicken drumsticks are... broken heads?!"

"Impossible, right? How can Brother Jun have the right to decide the life and death of criminals at will?"

"Well, Brother Jun is so nameless, so he really can't be shot directly."

Just when everyone was at a loss, Xu Feng walked into the room again and put a few things on the table in front of Yan Jun, "Brother Jun, what you want."

Taking a closer look, Zhou Ke subconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air, his throat surged, and he wanted to say something to Yan Jun, but he finally held back.

"Old Zhou, you go out first."

Yan Jun commanded lightly.

"Uh, Brother Yan, pay attention to your senses." Zhou Ke glanced at Yan Jun a little worriedly, then looked at Jiang Bing with sympathy in his eyes, silently backed out, and closed the door.

On the table, there is a hammer, a dagger, and a small bottle of salt.

Yan Jun sat there casually, with Erlang's legs crossed, and looked at Jiang Bing calmly.

Not a word was said.

But at this moment, the hundreds of millions of netizens in the live broadcast room had already felt the chills emanating from Yan Jun's body across the screen, and their breathing was a lot faster.

Brother Jun did not disappoint them.

These three things are used well, but they are all torture tools!

"Slot! Brother Jun is Brother Jun! Did you see this momentum? I saw a trace of panic in this beast's eyes just now."

"Hahaha, it's cool! Brother Jun, don't make ink marks, and you will be punished directly!"

"There is no difference without comparison. Brother Jun is right. Zhou Ke is really a scumbag, and he can't even hold a prisoner!"

"Will this... be a little bloody?"

"Blood? Those three innocent women who didn't trigger the omen of death, but were killed by this beast J, how desperate they were before they died!"

"That's right, but Brother Jun may be trying to scare him. If you really want to torture him, it's still very troublesome."

"Well, it is estimated that the police are already on their way, and the senior officials of the Shenwei Bureau will not allow Brother Jun to do this."

Although hundreds of millions of netizens are looking forward to Yan Jun being able to torture Jiang Bing, they also know that if there is a bloody scene, they will definitely be stopped immediately.

Confinement indoors.

Jiang Bing glanced at the drumstick in front of him, then at the hammer, dagger, and salt on the table, and then at Yan Jun, whose face was calm at the moment, his facial muscles twitched slightly.

To be honest, he was still somewhat frightened.

After all, he was caught by the boy on the opposite side, and when he was desperately fighting with him, the boy knocked him down with three moves, and his shots were extremely ruthless.

He looks harmless to humans and animals, but he's actually a stubborn stubble, and he doesn't look like he's easy to mess with.

But when he thought of how wildly provocative he was just now, the staff here didn't even dare to fart, neither dared to shoot, nor did he dare to do anything, and his confidence came up in an instant.

The coercion has already pretended to be out. Now, in order to avoid the pain of flesh and blood, isn't it slapped in the face? !

You are already dying anyway, how can you be afraid that this little brat who has not grown evenly in front of you will fail?

and……

I don't believe you dare to mess around! !

After a short thought, Jiang Bing instantly regained his arrogance. He picked up the chicken leg in front of him and took a big bite. He ate it mixed with the blood in his mouth. Son of a bitch! Who the hell are you scaring me? I’m already a dead man, so can I still be frightened by you? If you have a goddamn kind of you, kill me now, and I’ll raise you if you say anything!!”

After scolding, he stabbed his neck and glared at Yan Jun fiercely.

Yan Jun looked at the other party's blood-red eyes with a fierce expression that looked like he was going to eat people. He was not immediately provoked, but patted his forehead as if he had forgotten something.

Then, he got up and walked out the door.

The hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

This……

No way?

Shouldn't Brother Jun be frightened by this murderer?

After a while, Yan Jun returned with a headset on his head.

After glancing at Jiang Bing, he blankly picked up the hammer on the table and walked over without saying a word.

"You... what do you want to do?! Grassy Nima's little brat, you have the kind of..."

Yan Jun's eyes twitched slightly, and he swung his small hammer directly towards Jiang Bing's mouth.

boom! !

In an instant, Jiang Bing let out a creepy whimper, and a row of teeth were all shattered by a hammer.

Some swallowed, some fell to the ground.

The big red blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment.

Whether it was the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, or all the staff in Safe House No. 9 who were paying attention to this matter, their hearts trembled and their eyelids throbbed wildly after seeing this scene.

ruthless!

Too cruel! !

If you don't push you too hard, you'll just come up with a hammer and smash your mouth.

Seeing the picture, Jiang Bing covered his blood-stained mouth after taking such a blow, and there were beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead. Looking at Yan Jun in front of him, it was as if he had seen a specter, and his eyes showed a thick look. Frightened color.

Someone is excited!

Someone is terrified!

Some people also have scalp tingling!

Countless people looked at Yan Jun in the picture and suddenly felt a strange and fearful feeling.

In their impression, Yan Jun has always been a hero of the whole people who has been unlucky, saved countless people, and always fought against death.

Such a person must have the heart of a bodhisattva.

But he never expected that he would have such a ruthless hand against this extremely arrogant serial killer.

Cool back cool.

But...isn't it a bit too cruel?

Just when everyone thought that Yan Jun would choose to give up after giving Jiang Bing such a heavy blow, Yan Jun walked to the table calmly and picked up the dagger and salt with a calm expression.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of spectators gasped for breath and their eyes widened.