Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Lin Qiuhua's face showed a strong look of worry and distress, and suddenly jumped out of bed, ready to go downstairs.

"What are you doing, wife?" Ning Zhiguo asked in surprise.

"I remember an old hen at home."

Lin Qiuhua blushed slightly, and whispered, "I went to stew soup for my son-in-law to nourish his body."

"Son-in-law? Who is it?" Ning Zhiguo smirked and joked with his wife.

"Humph!"

Lin Qiuhua spat softly: "Ning Zhiguo, don't do this with my old lady!"

After saying that, he planned to change his clothes and go downstairs into the kitchen, but Ning Zhiguo hugged him in his arms.

"Let go, I don't have time to mess with you."

Lin Qiuhua struggled for a while but to no avail, he could only do whatever his husband wanted, he couldn't help but said bitterly, "Ning Zhiguo, do you still have any conscience, your son-in-law was injured in order to save Xiaoxue, and you don't want to condolence to others. a bit."

"Yo! Now I know that I feel sorry for my son-in-law."

Ning Zhiguo chuckled: "Don't worry, wife, I'll arrange the delivery of chicken soup. It's so late now. Why don't we go to the Shenwei Bureau to cause trouble! Wait a minute, I'll show you something."

With that said, Ning Zhiguo took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"what?"

After Ning Zhiguo made some operations, the voice of two people talking suddenly sounded on the phone.

"As long as I'm still alive, Yan Jun, this little bastard, won't want to touch my Xiaoxue!"

"Wife, don't go back!"

"Repent is a puppy!"

After the recording was played, Lin Qiuhua instantly felt a hot flush on his face, and bit his lip subconsciously, feeling extremely embarrassed.

She never expected her husband to play such a trick.

So insidious!

His husband is usually resolute outside, with a strong sense of responsibility and a long-term vision, just like a successful entrepreneur, but sometimes he is a child at home.

"Ning Zhiguo! You're still not a person?! All your wife's words are recorded. You're a condescending spy!"

Lin Qiuhua's face was flushed, and he cursed bitterly, "Let me go!"

"Don't say it's useless."

Ning Zhiguo raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "Wife, think about how to fulfill your promise. I have a suggestion here, do you want to listen?"

"Humph!" Lin Qiuhua turned his face away in embarrassment.

Ning Zhiguo leaned over and whispered in Lin Qiuhua's ear, his face full of excitement.

The words fall.

Lin Qiuhua's eyes widened suddenly, and the originally rosy complexion suddenly showed a faint spring light, and it quickly spread to the root of his neck, his teeth clenched his lips, and he was extremely ashamed: "Ning Zhiguo, you old hooligan, do you have any shame? Na!"

...

Silent night.

Many people are destined to be unable to sleep tonight, and a large part of them are waiting for Yan Jun's live broadcast room.

"Damn it! The thrilling scene just now almost scared me to death!"

"This god of death is too insidious, and even killed a carbine. If it weren't for our brother's reaction, Miss Ning Xue would have died by now!"

"It's over! The extremely dangerous scene just now can't get out of my mind, and now when I close my eyes, I think of the tragic scene where the young lady was pierced by glass fragments and dripping with blood, and I don't dare to sleep at all."

"Don't worry about sleeping upstairs, no matter how powerful the god of death is, our brother Jun is also superior in skills, I'm afraid of a fart!"

If this barrage was placed before, it would definitely get the approval and support of countless people, but there are still many careful viewers who are pessimistic about the incident just now.

"First of all, I am very supportive and believe in Brother Jun, but judging from the fact that the god of death has shot Miss Ning Xue twice, Brother Jun is not omnipotent. He is more than self-preserving in the face of the god of death, but he wants to protect him. Others struggled a bit."

"How to say?"

"For the first time, when the drone went out of control, Brother Jun shot and rescued Ning Xue, everyone was very happy. But this time, the god of death was obviously smarter and killed a carbine. Still injured. I have a very bad guess. Death will continue to take action, and it will be more and more difficult to guard against. By then, even if you have the heart to protect others, I am afraid that you will not be able to do it..."

"No way? Death doesn't talk about martial arts so much?"

Countless viewers suddenly snorted in their hearts. Although they were reluctant, they had to agree to this statement.

The god of death is already so mad, will he still tell you about martial arts? !

At this time, the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room saw Yan Jun in the picture, and said silently, "Come on, Brother Jun", and hoped that he could do something to change the current passive situation.

...

"Huh...huh..."

Yan Jun sat on the chair, Ning Xue squatted beside her with tears in her eyes, carefully placed Yan Jun's right hand wrapped in gauze on her long leg, blew lightly, and asked with a distressed face : "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just a few centimeters of wounds."

Yan Jun shook his head and said a little embarrassedly; "Xiaoxue, you don't have to do this. Your parents and many netizens are watching, and they may all be scolding me for bullying you in their hearts."

"I do!" Ning Xue raised her beautiful face and said firmly.

Looking at the flawless girl in front of him, Yan Jun felt Ning Xue's tenderness towards him from the bottom of his heart, and the self-blame and guilt in his heart increased a bit.

If I had been more cautious just now, I would not have put her in danger.

The god of death! He actually played a trick with me! Is it really easy to be bullied by the young master?

In less than a day, I actually let the young man hang the lottery twice, and this account will also be credited to your son's head!

You are deliberately trying to harvest other people's lives, but I want to oppose you!

Gradually, an idea brewed in Yan Jun's mind, and his eyes became slightly cold.

"System, I want to ask you a question!"

"Ding! Please speak, host." The system's voice sounded in Yan Jun's mind instantly.

"Why did I only get one merit point for saving a life before, but I was rewarded with two merit points when I saved Ning Xue just now." Yan Jun asked in his heart. In fact, he wanted to ask about this just now, but he has not been able to. Make time.

"Sorry, the host's question cannot be answered by this system."

"Um?"

Yan Jun was stunned for a while, then continued to ask, "Do you not know or don't want to tell me?"

"If you can't answer, you can't answer!" The system's cold voice sounded again.

Depend on! This broken system is quite cold!

Yan Jun felt depressed for a while.

"Open the system panel."

"Ding! Host panel information is open!"

Host: Yan Jun.

Age: 23.

Constitution: 85.

Skill: Eye of Supervision (in use) Item: Lucky Capsule (two capsules) Merit Points: 60.

After seeing the information on the system panel, Yan Jun was a little surprised. Why did his physique decrease a little? Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his right hand wrapped in gauze, and he suddenly realized.

This Death God's enemy system is really rigorous!