Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

For a time, the atmosphere in the monitoring room was a little dignified, and everyone's mood was extremely low.

"Do you still remember the death crisis that Ning Xue encountered in the square before?" Someone suddenly asked.

Everyone nodded, looking puzzled.

"I suddenly thought of a very hopeless possibility."

The colleague narrowed his eyes and said with a heavy expression: "Ning Zhiguo's daughter Ning Xue was sent to the Shenwei Bureau in just one day, but in this short day, Ning Xue has already suffered two deaths. Crisis, fortunately, it was Yan Jun who shot both times, and it was finally saved."

"Yeah, what's the matter? Yan Jun's luck is against the sky, and his perception of danger is extremely sharp. It's not surprising that he rescued Ning Xue twice."

The man shook his head: "That's not the problem, have you noticed? The first time in the square, the God of Death controlled the drone to cut Ning Xue's neck with a fan blade. This method was simple and rude. Yan Jun shot and shot him down on the spot. After the drone, that's all, but this time is obviously different!"

"Are you saying that the god of death just killed a carbine and made Yan Jun so hard to guard against it that he almost didn't hold back?"

"That's right! The first time Death was simple and rude, this time it was insidious and sinister, and he used a trick! I have a very bad guess..."

"what?"

"Death is evolving!!"

When the words fell, everyone looked at each other, their heads buzzing at this bold guess.

If you think about it, there are indeed some possibilities.

"Or……"

The colleague took a deep breath and said word by word: "There is not only one god of death!!"

Another blockbuster-like guess was thrown out. After hearing this sentence, more than a dozen senior officials of the Shenwei Bureau who were present all took a deep breath, their bodies were cold, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end. .

Seriously terrified! The real contemplation is terrifying!

"Whether it is any of the above possibilities, this is a devastating blow for us!"

Hearing this, another colleague wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and nodded: "Yeah! If this is the case, even if someone escaped the god of death once or twice under the protection of Yan Jun, it would be of no avail, it would only make the god of death The next shot method is more clever and extreme, making it hard to guard against, until the target targeted by Death dies!"

"Could it be... Is it true that our entire human race will be completely reduced to fish meat under the chopping block of the god of death, until the moment of extinction?"

For a time, the monitoring room was filled with a suffocating atmosphere of despair.

"Officer Sun! I suggest that Yan Jun be immediately sent to the Shenwei Bureau in the capital for protection. Let him bring whoever he wants with him. We must pin the glimmer of hope in inheriting human civilization on Yan Jun! "

"I agree! Yan Jun is desperately trying to protect one or two people now, but it doesn't really make much sense, but it's only a matter of time if he is targeted by the god of death!"

"Officer Sun, you have an idea. It's not too late for this matter."

The eyes of more than a dozen colleagues all focused on Sun Ju.

Sun Ju pondered for a while, and suddenly said, "Just like this... give up? Yan Jun has just brought hope to countless people..."

"It's useless if we are not reconciled. Even if Yan Jun's luck is against the sky, he can only protect himself. lose."

"Yeah, Yan Jun is also human, he's not a god."

"Officer Sun, why don't you ask the above for instructions first?"

A dozen colleagues reached an agreement, and they all wanted to send Yan Jun to the capital for protection and shoulder the heavy responsibility of inheriting mankind.

Bureau Sun pondered for a long time and saw that Zhou Ke was bandaging Yan Jun's wound in the live broadcast, while Ning Xue was in tears and kept telling Zhou Ke to tap and tap.

"This matter... I think it's a bit too hasty?"

"Sun Bureau! Let's plan ahead!"

"I'll ask everyone a question, Yan Jun...is he like a loser?"

"This……"

Everyone looked at each other and felt that this question was a bit strange, and they didn't keep up with Sun Ju's rhythm for a while.

But if I really want to say, Yan Jun doesn't seem to be a disadvantaged person. You can see from the fact that he is playing Russian roulette with the god of death with a revolver. Yan Jun's temper seems to be quite grumpy!

"The god of death shot Yan Jun three times. Yan Jun won a bet with the god of death and broadcasted a live broadcast. In front of tens of millions of people, he called the god of death a clown!"

Sun Ju said slowly and methodically: "Now, Ning Xue has suffered two death crises, and Yan Jun's hand was cut by glass. Do you think Yan Jun can swallow this breath?"

"What can I do if I can't swallow it? Still scolding the god of death like before to relieve my anger?"

"Do not!"

Sun Ju shook his head, frowned, and said solemnly, "I have a hunch that Yan Jun may have to take revenge on the god of death!!"

"what?!!"

After a dozen colleagues in the monitoring room heard these words from Bureau Sun, they were all stunned and their faces were incredulous.

What did Yan Jun take to take revenge on the god of death?

The god of death is very likely to be the existence of another dimension!

mystery! powerful! evil!

Can he see death?

Even if Yan Jun could see it, how could he get revenge on the god of death? Verbal attack?

This kind of thing feels like a fantasy!

The crowd is naturally full of doubts and disbelief.

"You don't have to look at me like that, I'm just guessing."

Ju Sun looked at Yan Jun in the picture, a look of solemnity appeared on his face, and he sighed long: "I hope Yan Jun can come to me as soon as possible!"

The meaning of this sentence is already obvious, that is to give Yan Jun a little more time and hope he can create a miracle.

Now that Bureau Sun has made a decision, it is inconvenient for the colleagues present to say more.

hope so!

...

Ning's Villa.

Ning Zhiguo and his wife were sitting on the bed in the bedroom.

Lin Qiuhua, who was wearing purple sexy pajamas, watched the live broadcast in front of him, and was wiping away tears at this time, and the appearance of pear blossoms and rain seemed a little moving.

At first, she was scared to cry, but crying and crying turned into tears of joy after a false alarm.

The scene that happened in the live broadcast just now was too dangerous. If Yan Jun's reaction slowed down for a second, I'm afraid his precious daughter Xiaoxue would...

Even Ning Zhiguo was almost scared out of his heart at that time.

Good luck! !

"Okay wife, wipe away your tears."

Ning Zhiguo handed a tissue to the side and comforted him softly: "Actually, I always thought that Yan Jun was someone who could do big things. If our Xiaoxue can stay by his side, you can rest assured!"

"Am I relieved?"

Lin Qiuhua was immediately unhappy, especially when he saw Xiaoxuezheng blowing at Yan Jun's injured hand with a distressed face in the live broadcast, he felt very uncomfortable: "It was just a little bit worse, Just a little…”

"Okay, isn't this a near miss!"

Ning Zhiguo put his arms around his wife's shoulder: "You have seen what Yan Jun did just now, grabbing the glass with his hand and protecting Xiaoxue with his own flesh and blood, would you still treat Yan Jun? Do you have an opinion?"

"Where is it?"

After all, Lin Qiuhua is also a sensible woman. Hearing what her husband said, she is naturally very grateful to Yan Jun. Unconsciously, she looked at the handsome young man in the picture, and her beautiful eyes gradually glowed softly.