Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Seeing that the numbers above Ning Zhiguo's head were still beating in an orderly manner, there was no change at all.

Yan Jun felt as if 10,000 grass and mud horses roared past in his heart at this moment, and the hairs all over his body stood on end!

CNM!

what happened? What the hell is going on with the horse? !

Didn't Ning Zhiguo die in a car accident?

Then why did this heavy goods truck that drove like a giant appear so coincidentally? !

Three seconds!

Ning Zhiguo's life only has the last three seconds left!

When life and death were on the line, Yan Jun didn't have any extra time to think about how the god of death would take Ning Zhiguo's life.

In a flash, Yan Jun awakened the Death God's enemy system in his mind.

"Hurry up! Hurry up and give me an upgrade to the Eye of Supervision! The target character Ning Zhiguo!!"

"Ding! The Eye of Supervision has been upgraded!"

In 0.5 seconds, as the sound of the system machinery fell, a picture flashed in front of Yan Jun's eyes.

The truck whizzed past, and a high-speed flying stone pierced Ning Zhiguo's head!

In an instant, Yan Jun suddenly realized.

"Get down!"

Along with the hurried roar, Yan Jun instantly burst out with all the potential of his body and rushed towards Ning Zhiguo desperately.

"What's wrong?"

Ning Zhiguo shuddered suddenly, shrank his neck subconsciously, and looked at Yan Jun blankly.

2!

1!

0!

At a distance of more than ten meters, Yan Jun finally rushed over when the number on Ning Zhiguo's head had reached zero, and pounced on him with a tiger-like attitude.

Just when Ning Zhiguo's center of gravity was unstable and he was thrown to the ground...

Swish! !

A strong wind swept across the scalps of the two of them.

Even though Yan Jun and Ning Zhiguo didn't see what it was, they could really feel the chill that was infinitely approaching death above their heads.

Snapped!

Whoa whoa whoa!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for saving a life, merit points +2!"

The sound of the system machinery sounded in Yan Jun's mind.

38452!

38451!

38450!

Seeing the change in the numbers on Ning Zhiguo's head, Yan Jun's tense nerves suddenly loosened, he turned over and lay on the ground, panting heavily, fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Ning Zhiguo stood up blankly, and turned his head to see the whole surface of the tempered glass of the safe house window behind him turned into shards. Then he suddenly realized what he was doing. His eyes widened in vain, and he was covered in cold sweat. He went out and wet his clothes in an instant.

On the road not far away, a large truck whizzed past.

...

At this moment, more than a dozen high-level executives in the monitoring room were staring at the picture on the screen, their eyes almost falling out of shock.

Before the tempered glass suddenly shattered, they became nervous after seeing Yan Jun's abnormal behavior, but they were still very puzzled.

After all, the place where Ning Zhiguo was standing was completely empty, and it was almost impossible for any accident to happen, and the truck on the road was driving smoothly and was about to pass the gate of the safe house.

Under such circumstances, there is no way for the Death God to harvest Ning Zhiguo's life!

But when these people saw that the glass shattered instantly, as if it had been punctured by something, their faces showed shock and fear.

"How did the glass break?" A high-level executive gasped, his voice trembling.

"It seems to have been penetrated by something!"

"Did you see clearly?"

"No! It seems that a white light did flash on the monitoring screen just now, I thought it was a network fluctuation..."

"In other words, if Yan Jun hadn't knocked down Ning Zhiguo just now, that thing would have pierced Ning Dong's head?!!"

The voice fell, the heartbeat of everyone suddenly accelerated, and the sound of air-conditioning in the room came one after another.

Ning Zhiguo didn't even have a minute from discovering that his car had a flat tire to being harvested by the god of death? !

If Yan Jun hadn't run out in time, the tragedy would have happened by now!

Terrible, maddening!

The dozen or so senior officials of the Shenwei Bureau only felt cold all over their bodies, as if all of their strength had been drained all at once, and a sense of hopeless powerlessness arose in their hearts.

"Go! Let's go to the scene to see!"

At the critical moment, Bureau Sun held his breath. After only a moment of stunned, he immediately led everyone out of the monitoring room.

...

"Yan... Yan Jun... just now..."

Ning Zhiguo looked at Yan Jun who was lying on the ground constantly panting, kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and said in a trembling voice, "What the **** is going on?"

Yan Jun closed his eyes, with an extremely ugly look on his face, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Uncle Ning, you triggered the omen of death, but it was not because of a car accident, but because the big truck ran over onto the road. A pebble, the pebble flew through the door of the safe house, and it will pierce your head..."

The words fall.

Ning Zhiguo's legs softened, and he slumped on the ground. The constant coldness that appeared from his body prompted him to subconsciously pull on his tie, panting heavily, his eyes showing panic.

He drove to the safe house today to deliver an old hen to Yan Jun to replenish his body, but he never expected such a thing to happen.

At the moment of the tire blowout, he thought that he might have triggered the omen of death.

Yan Jun suddenly appeared and shouted his name, and reminded the trucks on the road. He thought he might be killed by a large truck, so he reacted immediately and ran to the safe house desperately. The point is to avoid a potential car accident.

But Ning Zhiguo couldn't believe it in his dreams, that the god of death actually tried to harvest his own life in this way!

At this time, a group of people led by Sun Ju came over. After Yan Jun and Ning Zhiguo were both safe and sound, they went to check the broken glass.

"I found it! It's a stone!!" a staff member of the safe house said loudly.

After thinking about it for a while, everyone finally came to a realization, and there were storms in their hearts.

what is this?

Sound east and west?

The darkness of the Mingxiu plank road is Chencang?

This is too insidious, isn't it? !

God of death, is there a bottom line for you to step on a horse! ! !

"Yan Jun, so far, you have saved my life and Xiaoxue's two lives. Uncle really doesn't know how to thank you..." Ning Zhiguo was so moved that he almost cried. He may have bought his family's life from the god of death, but Yan Jun actually did it, and three times.

Yan Jun stood up slowly, looking at Ning Zhiguo, who had survived the disaster, feeling extremely guilty.

So far.

The extremely bad premonition in his mind gradually surfaced.

Starting today, the god of death has launched a crazy revenge on himself! !