Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

"Fuck! What are you doing, Brother Jun, calm down first, the marksmanship is almost almost, we can't shoot at the sky!"

"Brother Jun, please don't mess around, I have a heart attack when I ride a horse, I can't stand your toss!"

"Brother Jun, can I beg you? You can do whatever you want, but guns, you really can't play like this!"

"Brothers, my eyelids suddenly started to jump wildly at this moment. I have a hunch that Brother Jun will definitely make some big noise."

"Brother, my psychological quality is poor, don't scare me!"

Everyone was worried about what Yan Jun had done, but the gun was in his hand. There was no one in a radius of more than 20 meters. Only ten drones hovered in the air, broadcasting his every move live.

boom!

Another shot.

Yan Jun lowered his head and said nothing, pacing back and forth in the center of the square, as if thinking about something.

On the edge of the square, Ning Zhiguo's father and daughter and the staff of the Shenwei Bureau trembled subconsciously, and were also extremely nervous.

Ning Xue looked at the figure in the center of the square, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a look of disappointment appeared on her beautiful face: "Dad, is this what you said is reliable?"

"This……"

Ning Zhiguo's face was full of embarrassment, he never dreamed that Yan Jun would suddenly make such an outrageous act.

Put forward a request for a gun, drive Zhou Ke away while the gun is in his hand, and then shoot recklessly into the sky.

Apparently this was all planned in advance!

Yan Jun, what does he want to do? !

"Xiaoxue, don't rush to a conclusion, just take a look."

Ning Zhiguo gave a wry smile and set his eyes on Yan Jun. His eyes were full of surprise and curiosity, but his heart was beating rapidly, and he was extremely nervous.

Yan Jun! You stinky boy, please don't mess around!

He is the richest man in Jiangcheng. In order to find a lifeline for his daughter, he does not hesitate to waste his family's wealth and ask for help in a low voice, hoping to get Yan Jun's protection.

If this kid does something wrong, he even has the heart to strangle Yan Jun.

...

boom!

Under the eyes of all the people, the fourth shot sounded.

Hot bullet casings bounced back and forth on the ground.

Yan Jun raised his head slowly, a arrogant smile appeared on his elegant and handsome face, and shouted loudly to the blue sky: "Death! Don't you want my life?"

"Me! Yan Jun! Stand here now! Take my life away if you can!!"

"Why did you give up after only three times? It turns out that you, the bastard death god who only hides in dark corners, is nothing but a clown!"

"Do you understand the clown jumping beam? I can beat you three times on a horse! I can beat you thirty times!"

"Don't you agree? If you don't agree with you, the clown, let the horse come over! Young master frowns and counts me as a loser!!"

Yan Jun ate the Lucky Capsule rewarded by the system before, which could ensure that his life would not be in any danger within 24 hours, so he was so daring to shout and provoke Death.

On the one hand, he was really provoked by the god of death, so he had such thoughts.

The clay figurine still has three points of anger. It took less than a minute to cross into this world on his own horse and was topped by the god of death. He had never seen such a bully.

And in just a few hours, Death has already shot three times. If there is no existence of the Death God's enemy system, he would have already lost his life.

I really think Yan Jun has no temper, and let you play with it like a goddamn god of death? ! !

On the other hand, Yan Jun also wants to inspire more people's fighting spirit in this way.

Not surprisingly, Yan Jun's live broadcast room is frying again.

"Brother Jun is... provoking the god of death???"

"Hahaha! I know it when I step on a horse! Brother Jun is still the one who is not afraid of the sky!!"

"Let me ask, in the world, who would dare to provoke the god of death as arrogantly as Brother Jun? Who else?!!"

"Brother Jun, I was wrong, I shouldn't have questioned you just now, Brother Jun is awesome (broken voice)!!"

"After listening to Brother Jun's words, my blood is boiling on my horse now, and my wife and I did a hundred push-ups in one breath!"

"Brother, you are wrong!"

Shenwei Bureau, monitoring room.

A dozen senior executives looked at Yan Jun in the picture, and suddenly felt that the figure was unusually tall and mighty, with awe-inspiring righteousness, and they all showed a gratifying smile.

The god of death has come to this world, and everyone lives in fear every day. How could anyone ever provoke the god of death like this?

Now, this man has appeared!

A few words made countless people's blood boil.

"Hey! This stinky boy, can't you make things clear in advance? You have to make us people worry about it!"

"Let's not talk about whether the god of death can hear it, Yan Jun is too daring to do so?"

"The ignorant are fearless?"

"Wrong! It's the art master who is bold!"

On the edge of the square in the garden, because Ning Zhiguo and his daughter were closest to Yan Jun, they could feel the great courage and strength in his words.

He stood alone in the center of the square, but he stood there like a flag, a beam of light, fearless, and brought infinite hope and light to people!

Ning Zhiguo wiped the corners of his slightly wet eyes, seeing that his daughter was looking at Yan Jun obsessively at the moment, her face turned red with excitement, she couldn't help but whispered, "Xiaoxue, this stinky boy didn't let you down, did you? Do you still question people?"

Ning Xue lowered her head, a look of shame on her face.

"Don't jump to conclusions about everything, let the bullets fly for a while."

boom!

boom! !

Two more shots were fired.

Yan Jun finished six rounds of bullets and sneered while filling in the bullets.

"Grim Reaper! Listen up, you clown jumping in a dark corner!!"

"I will not only defeat you alone! I will also help thousands of people who are overtaken by you to defeat you!!"

"You are crazy, I will treat you well!!"

Yan Jun's domineering and sonorous words echoed in the studio of "Death Observation Room".

The host Xiaoou and psychology expert Liu Siming looked at each other, dumbfounded.

Especially Professor Liu, once again felt the hotness of his old face, he felt as if he was in front of Yan Jun and let Yan Jun beat him wildly.

Alas, this psychology, it is worth noting!

Being slapped mercilessly in the face by Yan Jun twice, Professor Liu was really ashamed, and the audience began to ridicule and accuse one after another.

After a brief embarrassment, Professor Liu suddenly showed a relieved smile, and the blood on his body immediately became hot.

If you fail, you will fail!

Compared with what Yan Jun is doing at the moment, what is his reputation as a bad old man?

"grim Reaper!"

"In order to prove my determination and courage to fight to the death with you, I want to make a bet with you!"

"And the stake is my life!!!"

Yan Jun held a revolver in his hand, loaded all six bullets, and a strange smile crossed the corner of his mouth.