Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Ning Xue knew in her heart! I fell in love with Yan Jun a minute ago!

He couldn't watch Yan Jun pull the trigger on his temple, so he rushed over to try to prevent the tragedy from happening.

But at this moment, Ning Xue couldn't hold back her emotions at all. She cried so hard, her legs were limp, and all her strength seemed to be drained in an instant, and she still couldn't stand up.

"Little Snow!"

At some point, Ning Zhiguo hugged his daughter, looked at Yan Jun in the center of the square with tears in his eyes, and comforted him with a trembling voice, "Calm down, calm down."

At this time, the three closest people to Yan Jun were Zhou Ke, Ning Xue, and Ning Zhiguo.

Without exception, all three of them slumped on the ground, their minds blank.

In the monitoring room, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

After seeing such a scene, more than a dozen senior leaders of the Shenwei Bureau were sweating profusely without knowing it. No one in the room spoke, but the sound of heavy breathing came one after another.

The same idea popped into everyone's head.

God, it's falling down!

Suddenly, Sun Ju, who was headed by him, fainted before his eyes, and his body staggered down on the chair.

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"Hu... hu... hu..."

"Death Observation Room" studio scene.

The host Xiaoou and psychology expert Professor Liu looked at the scene of Yan Jun holding a gun to his temple, and they were dumbfounded and stayed there dumbfounded.

Not a still picture!

"Whirring whirring……"

The sound of heavy breathing next to him brought Xiaoou back to his senses. Seeing Professor Liu's face flushed and his breathing was short, he instantly panicked. He was so nervous that he was in a hurry and trembled: "Professor Liu! Professor Liu, are you all right? Don't you? Scared me!!"

"Huhu...fast...quick effect...quick effect heart-saving pill..."

Professor Liu was extremely difficult to breathe, his old face flushed red, and he spit out a few words with difficulty: "In...in my...pocket!!"

Xiaoou is a broadcasting and hosting professional, and she has excellent grades and strong psychological quality. Whether it is hosting skills or on-the-spot reaction ability, she is first-class.

But even so, when she encountered this situation, people were stunned, and her mind went blank.

Just hosting a show, can this happen?

What should I do if a guest of the show suddenly falls ill during the live broadcast?

It's not taught in this school! !

Moreover, I have never learned first aid knowledge on horseback! !

For a time, the little gull was helpless, and the cold sweat was dripping down.

At the critical moment, the eldest brother who was still anti-camera rushed up, found the quick-acting heart-saving pill from Professor Liu Siming's pocket, and fed it into Professor Liu's mouth.

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at the same time.

Yan Jun's live room.

In the last second, when 70 million viewers heard that Yan Jun was going to bet his life against the god of death, they were worried and curious about what kind of approach Yan Jun would take.

But the next second, I saw the revolver against Brother Jun's temple.

Russian Roulette!

All six bullets are full!

100% pistol will not jam!

I bet it was all six duds! !

These few words, every word made all the people who admire Yan Jun in the live broadcast room tremble with fear.

crazy! Really crazy!

Brother Jun, this gambling game with the god of death, can no longer be described as crazy, it is simply... mad! ! !

Suddenly, they thought of what Yan Jun said before.

If I win, I hope the friends who watch my live broadcast will not lose the courage to live!

Brother Jun is... taking his own life to save the world!

In ancient times, monks cut meat to feed eagles, but today Yan Jun uses his life as a bet to inspire the world!

Countless people couldn't help but cry.

"Brother Jun! I beg you not to pull the trigger! What you said just now has inspired me! There is no need to do this at all!"

"Brother Jun! Put down the gun! I kneel down and beg you to succeed?!"

"The sage said that if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, you must not make unnecessary sacrifices!"

"From today onwards, I, Zhu Dagang, swear that I will never commit suicide and fight against the god of death to the end!!"

"From today onwards, I, Zhang Zhiqiang, swear that I will never commit suicide and fight against death to the end!"

"From today onwards, I, Zhou Xiaoyun, swear that I will never commit suicide and fight the god of death to the end!"

"Brother Jun, my name is He Tian, ​​an omen of death was triggered an hour ago, and I wanted to commit suicide by jumping off a building, but now, I don't jump on a horse anymore, I have to fight the god of death tenaciously! I'm coming! Don't touch my brother!!!"

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this world.

this second.

More than 70 million people are praying in their hearts that Yan Jun will put down his gun and not play this mortal gamble with the god of death.

They believe that Yan Jun has the power to defeat the god of death and has great luck.

However, they couldn't believe it anyway, all six rounds of the revolver in Yan Jun's hand were duds.

However, the next second.

Yan Jun's index finger still moved, and he pulled the trigger resolutely. Everyone's heart twitched suddenly, and some of the timid ones even covered their eyes and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

click!

...

The trigger did pull.

However, the gunshots miraculously did not sound.

Yan Jun's head wasn't pierced either, and his handsome face still had that cold smile on his face.

Everyone was stunned! !

What the hell! What happened? !

100% of the revolvers won't jam!

Could it be true as Brother Jun said, this bullet may be a dud? !

This... the probability of one in a billion, something that is almost impossible actually happened to Brother Jun! ! !

A miracle happened?

Brother Jun won the death god? ? ?

At this moment, countless people suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart hanging in the sky finally fell.

Good luck!

Good luck!

After a brief silence, Yan Jun's live room is boiling!

"Brother Jun! I'm shaking all over now, but I still have to post this barrage, Brother Jun is awesome!!"

"Brother Jun! You won! This bastard death can't help you at all, you are right, death is a clown who hides in a dark corner, trash, hahaha!!"

"Brother Jun, stop, you have already won!"

"Brother Jun, can you put down the gun first? Is it okay for me to beg you?"

First shot, dud!

Yan Jun is blessed by Goddess of Luck!

But everyone knows in their hearts that such a thing is too mysterious, and they don't even dare to think about it in a dream. It is a miracle among miracles if it happens once.

If Yan Jun pulls the trigger again...

Everyone prayed in their hearts that Yan Jun could stop this, but they also knew that with Yan Jun's character that he always followed his words, they could not be persuaded no matter what.

In the end, what they feared happened!

In the live broadcast, Yan Jun stood up and pulled the trigger again.