Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

After Professor Liu's words, the audience's expectations for Yan Jun who are watching this "Death Observation Room" program have once again reached a new height.

Authoritative experts have said so, do we people have any reason not to believe Yan Jun?

The host Xiaoou sat there dignifiedly, with a long-lost happy smile on his face.

Today, it can be said to be the happiest day for her to host this show!

The end-of-life life of people whose long-term live broadcast has triggered the omen of death has long been accustomed to seeing all the negative things in human nature, and their mentality will be affected over time.

However, the appearance of Yan Jun made her see a glimmer of light, as if someone who was about to die of thirst in the desert suddenly saw a clear spring.

Be happy and be happy, the effect of the show still has to be there.

"Oh? Why did Professor Liu say that?" Xiao Ou successfully played the role of the puppet.

Professor Liu pondered for a moment and said slowly: "In our program, there have been many omens of death who are very calm and psychologically strong in the past, even one second before the accident, they still maintain a high degree of vigilance and safety. Self-confidence, of course they are also very good in normal life. But unfortunately, 'Death' may be an existence in another dimension, we can't see it or touch it, just relying on these excellent qualities to fight against life and death is far from It's not enough, they still lack the most important thing."

"what?"

"luck!"

Professor Liu said firmly: "The probability of one in a million happens to Yan Jun. If there is no luck against the sky, how did he defeat the god of death three times? So I say, Yan Jun is a man with a strong heart. Great luck guy."

When the words fell, everyone was instantly clear-headed as if they were enlightened.

Yes!

In this world, the god of death has come, and all the ways of human beings to fight against it with their own strength or external force are useless.

perhaps! Luck is the key that can finally pierce the god of death! !

Heaven's chosen son, heaven and earth favor! !

Could it be that Yan Jun...

...

"Brother Yan, I lost, what do you want me to promise you?"

Zhou Ke represents the Shenwei Bureau of Jiangcheng City. Naturally, it is impossible for him to default on his debts in front of everyone, and he himself is a character who is willing to admit defeat.

Even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out why Yan Jun met Yan Jun with such a slim probability, but if he lost, he lost.

Yan Jun didn't rush to make a request, instead he pointed to the headset on Zhou Ke's ear and asked, "Is your superiors there?"

Zhou Ke nodded.

"Okay! I need a gun, preferably a revolver that won't jam, and a box of ammunition."

Yan Jun said his request calmly.

But when it reached Zhou Ke's ears, it instantly made him extremely nervous, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "Why do you want a gun?!!"

For a while, the tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't keep up with Yan Jun's rhythm.

All right, what does Brother Jun want a gun for?

This... doesn't make sense! !

With the death of the world now, any supernatural scene may happen, so the control of highly dangerous goods such as guns is also quite strict, even for an independent privileged department like the Shenwei Bureau, only Zhou Ke can be matched. Guns, and definitely bullet separation in general.

After all, in the early days of drastic changes in the world, fire incidents occurred frequently.

Controlling firearms is all about reducing the chance of accidents happening better.

Monitor indoors.

After a dozen senior officials of the Shenwei Bureau heard Yan Jun's request for a gun, their reactions were almost exactly the same as Zhou Ke, and they had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Yan Jun is so weird!

Three times to escape the catastrophe of mortal death! There's a one-in-a-million chance of him hitting it!

It can be said that this kid has a mysterious atmosphere all over his body, and what happened to him cannot be handled with common sense at all.

Is it really as Professor Liu Siming said in the program "Death Observation Room" that Yan Jun is a person with great luck?

There seems to be something wrong with this statement.

Before something happens, there is no reason for a person to know how lucky he is, right?

But judging from the live broadcast, from the time Yan Jun made the unfair bet to the end of the bet, he always seemed to be full of confidence and confidence. How can this be explained?

Revolver! A box of bullets!

As soon as these two things flashed in their minds, they couldn't help but start to have a headache.

This kid is definitely going to be a monster again! !

The leading middle-aged man frowned, and Zhou Ke had been waiting for their orders.

But he didn't dare to make an opinion on this matter himself, so he could only ask the opinions of other colleagues: "What do you think?"

"This thing... it's really a bit difficult to do!"

"There's nothing difficult to do. Let me tell you, this gun is absolutely not to be given to Yan Jun. I don't think this kid is like a peace-of-mind master. Giving him a gun might cause some trouble!"

"It's easier not to give a gun."

Some people raised their concerns: "But the problem is that the bet was proposed by Yan Jun, and we all agreed. Now it's not appropriate to not admit it if we lose, right? Roughly estimated, nearly 40 million people are now Watching Yan Jun's live broadcast, if we really want to deny it, not only Jiangcheng City, but also the prestige of the National Shenwei Bureau will suffer a devastating blow, we can't stand such a toss!"

When the words fell, everyone fell silent, frowning in unison.

For a time, everyone was caught in a dilemma.

After a while, someone suddenly let out a long sigh and said involuntarily, "This kid Yan Jun... I really love it and hate it!!"

"Zhou Ke, listen to me first, and ask Yan Jun if he can change his request to test his tone."

The middle-aged man headed gave Zhou Ke an order.

After a while, these people saw from the live broadcast that Yan Jun shook his head resolutely, saying that this is his request and it is impossible to change it.

More than a dozen senior officials of the Shenwei Bureau were greatly disappointed.

Just as the situation was stalemate, the special line phone in the monitoring room suddenly rang.

The middle-aged man at the head quickly picked it up: "Yes, I am..."

After a minute, the phone hangs up.

A colleague hurriedly asked: "How is it? Is it the phone number above? What does it mean?"

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief. If this matter is decided by the top, it is naturally the most appropriate. No matter what the consequences are, they can minimize the responsibility.

"Not the phone number above."

The middle-aged man at the head shook his head: "Chairman Ning Zhiguoning of Jiangning Group's phone, his daughter triggered the omen of death, and wants to entrust our Shenwei Bureau to arrange her daughter and Yan Jun in the same room."