Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

2200 meters!

2000 meters!

Getting closer and closer to the ground, the mountains, rivers, tall buildings, roads and fields of Jiangcheng City are all in view.

Seeing the people constantly pouring out of the room looking up at the sky at the moment, Zhou Ke felt infinite sadness in his heart.

Brother Yan, Brother Yan, have you seen it?

As a national hero, you have carried the hopes of countless people. You could have lived well and protected as many people as possible. Even if you cannot prevent the demise of mankind, you can at least delay the speed of the demise of mankind.

But right now...

Zhou Ke could imagine that if Yan Jun fell to his death, the faith in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people would be instantly shattered, thus completely losing the courage to live.

The most terrifying thing is not that there is no hope, but that you gave them hope, but destroyed it with your own hands.

This emotional gap can easily break a person's spiritual will, especially those who have been in the dark for a long time.

But it's useless to say anything now!

Death is a foregone conclusion, there is no way to recover!

After he opened the backpack of the parachute, the last bit of fantasy disappeared.

A cold wind whistled past his ears, and death was gradually approaching.

Instead, Zhou Ke had a relieved look on his face.

"Brother Yan..."

"Huh? Old Zhou, why don't you cry? I'm a little uncomfortable." Yan Jun didn't notice the change in Zhou Ke's mood, so he joked with him carelessly.

"Brother Yan, listen to me, don't move around before you hit the ground, I will hold you tight and turn over... Even if there is only one ten thousandth of hope, you must live tenaciously!"

Zhou Ke said in a low voice, with determination to die and deep expectations for Yan Jun in his voice.

The moment the words fell, Yan Jun immediately understood what Zhou Ke meant. Lao Zhou was going to be a 'human flesh pad' to create a lifeline for himself!

Yan Jun's heart twitched suddenly, and while he was moved by Zhou Ke, he also inevitably felt a little panic.

Seeing that it is about to land, why hasn't the miracle appeared yet?

Depend on! Not really going to die, right?

Could it be that there is a problem with the Lucky Capsule I took in the morning, is it a fake and shoddy product?

It doesn't make sense!

Although the lottery mechanism of the enemy of death system is extremely tricky, the rewards are still very reliable. Yesterday's Russian roulette six rounds of bullets "all duds" is the proof.

Shouldn't you take it off, even the lucky capsule can't save you?

Yan Jun's heart tightened.

At the same time, hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't help crying when they heard Zhou Ke say these words, and their hearts were full of infinite respect for him.

From Zhou Ke's horrified howl of killing a pig when he learned that the parachute was broken, to being scared half to death by Yan Jun in a joking way, and then facing death calmly at this moment.

He didn't even complain about Yan Jun!

Not only that, but he also intends to act as Yan Jun's back before his death, so as to give Yan Jun a 1 in 10,000 chance of surviving.

"Brother Jun, why do you treat Lao Zhou like this? Won't your conscience hurt?"

"Poor old Zhou, who didn't die in the hands of the god of death, but became Brother Jun's funeral!"

"I can't figure it out! I really can't figure it out! Does it really make sense for Brother Jun to be so crazy?"

"Hey! Brother Jun's original intention is indeed good, but it is a pity that the goddess of luck is not on his side this time."

At this moment, the tens of millions of viewers who were still in the live broadcast room looked at the two people who were rapidly falling from the screen, and their hearts were desperate.

1800 meters!

1600 meters!

Countless people burst into tears and closed their eyes in pain.

However, at this moment, a mutation arose.

A sharp, ear-piercing eagle chirped across the sky!

The hearts of countless people jumped suddenly, and their eyes suddenly opened.

Then, they saw a scene that they could not have imagined in their dreams, and that they will never forget.

In the live broadcast, a golden eagle that appeared out of nowhere flew to the two of them in the blink of an eye. After staring at Yan Jun for a while, the sharp eagle eyes flew over the top of Yan Jun's head like lightning and died with his claws. Grabbing the fabric of the parachute to death, he desperately beat his wings with a two-meter wingspan.

Millions of viewers were stunned! Silly! I was so shocked that my eyes almost fell out!

"Lying trough trough trough trough trough ..."

"This Nima..."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it was true!"

"Confirmed the eyes, you are the person I want to save!"

"Brother Carving, come on!"

...

Room one.

Ning Xue looked at the live broadcast projected on the wall. Her white teeth had bitten her lower lip, and a trace of red blood flowed out. She clenched her fists tightly, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

Tears were already streaming down her fair and pretty cheeks, but at this moment she suddenly burst into laughter.

A miracle happened! The miracle really happened! !

Yan Jun!

his lover!

This 'chosen child' was not abandoned by the goddess of luck.

Such a cute golden eagle, come on! Work harder! !

...

The streets and alleys of Jiangcheng City.

Countless people who raised their heads and looked up at the sky suddenly took a deep breath after seeing such a miraculous scene, and their hearts were shocked to the extreme.

Amazing! Incredible!

They thought that Yan Jun had no hope of surviving, and wanted to see him leave at the last moment before his death, so as to express their admiration and respect for him.

But never imagined...

To be able to witness such a scene with my own eyes, I have no regrets in my life!

Is this the charm of the 'chosen child' with luck?

Love love love! Adore it!

...

Meanwhile, in the surveillance room of the safe house.

More than a dozen senior officials of the Shenwei Bureau saw such a mythical scene, and their hearts almost jumped out.

Some people were so excited that they burst into tears and danced.

Someone's clothes were soaked in cold sweat, but he didn't realize it, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

There were also people who slumped on the ground as if their energy was drained instantly, but smiled.

Sun Ju, who was headed by him, raised his trembling hand, wiped the corner of his eyes, and slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

"It has dropped! The speed has dropped! Visually 110 kilometers per hour!"

"It's 100! Come on Brother Eagle! You must hold on!!"

"Who told me how powerful an adult golden eagle can be??"

"No! The speed is still too fast, I'm afraid Yan Jun and Zhou Ke..."

Before the words were finished, a sharp eagle chirp sounded again in the live broadcast screen.

Then, the second, the third, the fourth...

Seven golden eagles flew from all directions, and together with the one that flew first, they grabbed the umbrella surface of the parachute with their own claws and flapped their wings constantly.

The picture is spectacular, shocking the world!

The speed of Yan Jun and Zhou Ke's fall dropped again and again.

80 kilometers per hour!

40 kilometers per hour!

20 kilometers per hour!

5 kilometers per hour!

this moment.

No. 9 Safe House, the entire Jiangcheng City, and even many places and corners of the country, suddenly erupted with tsunami-like cheers and cheers.

Countless people were so excited that their eyes filled with tears, and they were speechless for a long time.

...

150 meters!

100 metres!

Zhou Ke felt that his body was no longer falling, but was flying horizontally, traversing freely over Jiangcheng City.

The sun was shining overhead, and the air was warm in my ears.

Zhou Ke looked at the eight golden eagles flapping their wings on the parachute, and felt that the scene in front of him was too dreamy.

He never dreamed that he would be rescued in this way!

If it wasn't for the live broadcast, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

Looking back at Yan Jun, Zhou Ke's throat was surging, and he wanted to say something to express his inner shock and admiration, but he was unable to say a word.

The chosen son is not only blessed by heaven and earth!

Even all living beings will be blessed!

In this way, the eight golden eagles dragged Yan Jun and Zhou Ke non-stop over Jiangcheng without any sign of landing.

Everywhere they passed, someone waved their hands and gave them a frenzied cheer.

"Brother Jun is awesome!!"

"Brother, come on!!"

"Brother Jun, you are a bunker!!"

Looking at all kinds of people below, tears filled their eyes, and without exception, they were filled with long-lost smiles.

Unconsciously, Zhou Ke's eyes were also moist.

How long!

It has been a long time since I saw so many people cheering and smiling.

And all this is brought by Yan Jun.

It is foreseeable that from this moment, countless people have rekindled their hope for life because of Yan Jun's existence.

...

ten minutes later.

The two still did not land, and the eight golden statues above their heads flapped their wings tirelessly.

"Cough cough..."

Zhou Ke cleared his throat and couldn't help saying: "Brother Yan, it's almost done, we still have something to do, please let these eight eagle brothers land!"

When the words fell, Yan Jun turned his head and looked at Zhou Ke in surprise.

"Old Zhou, are you sick? This eagle is not raised by me. I can command it to move? Would you like to try it?"

After being scolded by Yan Jun for a while, Zhou Ke's face turned blue and white for a while, but he was powerless to refute.

Seeing this scene, the tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room who had just come out of a false alarm and fell into a carnival were overjoyed.

"Hahaha, there's nothing wrong with Brother Jun!"

"This Zhou Ke doesn't look very smart Yazi!"

"First lied by Brother Jun, then scared by Brother Jun, and finally scolded by Brother Jun, I feel sorry for the old Zhou Bo!"

"Actually, what Lao Zhou said also makes sense. Now even if anyone tells me that these eight golden eagles were born by Brother Jun, I will believe it when I step on the horse!"

"The Chosen Son, how terrifying!"

"Brother Jun! Is the air above fragrant? You can fly a little longer, we are not in a hurry."

The live broadcast room resumed the previous joyous atmosphere, and tens of millions of viewers also brushed up the gifts.

"However, it's really not a problem for us to fly like this!"

Thinking about the countdown to Xu Feng's death, Yan Jun felt a little anxious in his heart.

As soon as the voice fell, the eight golden statues on the top of the head seemed to understand, constantly flapping their wings and flying towards the football field in front, and slowly began to land.