Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Among the five people who triggered the omen of death, Ning Zhiguo was the first to die, and there was not even a minute between when the omen of death was triggered and the god of death shot.

If it weren't for the fact that he had upgraded the Eye of Supervision and could accurately see the death scene of Ning Zhiguo, the evil plan of the god of death would have really succeeded.

Fortunately, the tragedy did not happen.

The countdown to death above Ning Zhiguo's head also changed, and it was nearly ten hours before the next shot from the god of death.

Now the crisis has come to Zhou Ke.

Yan Jun stood at the door of the second room, feeling a little guilty, and after a moment of hesitation, he knocked on the door of the room.

"Come in!" Zhou Ke's low, hoarse voice sounded in the room.

Yan Jun pushed open the door and walked into the room.

"Brother Yan..."

After seeing Yan Jun, Zhou Ke had a flustered look on his face, quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and put the mobile phone in his hand upside down on the table.

Seeing this scene, Yan Jun felt a little more guilty, but in order to ease the dignified atmosphere in the room, he pretended to walk over and asked curiously, "What are you looking at, Lao Zhou?"

"No...nothing, I'm fine."

Zhou Ke sneered, his eyes red.

"Let me see."

Yan Jun picked up the mobile phone on the desktop, opened it, and saw a photo of a little girl with a cute doll head. The facial features are somewhat similar to Zhou Ke, and there was a sweet smile on her fair little face. likable.

"Lao Zhou, your daughter?"

"Well." Zhou Ke nodded, the sad look on his face did not dissipate.

"What a lovely little girl."

When he said this, Yan Jun felt a pain in his heart, and put the phone back calmly.

Zhou Ke is a decent person, has a rigorous work attitude, and is a sturdy man, but now he is secretly wiping tears in the room looking at the photo of his daughter.

And it's all of his own making!

3812!

3811!

3810!

Yan Jun sat in front of Zhou Ke and looked at the numbers that were beating on top of his head. He lowered his head with guilt, and his throat was surging: "Old Zhou, I'm sorry! It's me who has troubled you!"

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ke wondered.

"It was my actions in the square yesterday that angered the god of death and brought the god of death's revenge. The god of death had nothing to do with me, so he started to attack those of you who have come into contact with me."

Yan Jun's voice fell, Zhou Ke's face was slightly stunned, and then he suddenly realized.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

After Yan Jun took the initiative to point out the reasons why the three Shenwei Bureau staff and Ning Zhiguo triggered the omen of death, there was an uproar in the live broadcast room.

"Damn it! This is really the god of death's revenge on Brother Jun! No wonder it's so strange!"

"So, whoever comes into contact with Yan Jun may trigger the death omen? This is too scary, isn't it?!"

"Brother Jun's bet with the god of death yesterday was really exciting, and it saved many lives, but I didn't expect the aftermath to be so tragic, it actually affected four innocent people!"

"What do you mean by upstairs? Are you blaming Brother Jun? How could Brother Jun expect Death to take revenge like crazy?!"

"Isn't what I said true?"

"Brother Jun said he would protect them!"

"Protect five people at the same time? Does Yan Jun have this ability?"

"I don't believe Brother Jun, what are you doing watching his live broadcast?"

For a time, countless spectators in the live broadcast room were arguing, which soon escalated into a huge scolding battle.

Before that, in addition to admiring Yan Jun, hundreds of millions of netizens also trusted him very much. But when a small part of the audience was sure that the god of death had taken mad revenge on Yan Jun, there was not much confidence in him.

After all, it is too difficult to protect five people at the same time.

Not only that, but these people also think that Yan Jun is like a ticking time bomb at this time, and they don't know which innocent person will be implicated in the next second.

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monitoring room.

More than a dozen high-level executives have agreed on opinions before. The more at this time, the more they have to believe in Yan Jun, hope that he will not have any psychological burden, and focus on protecting these five people who have triggered the omen of death, and continue to create miracles.

But they never imagined that it was Yan Jun who pierced this layer of window paper.

Chief Director Sun sighed deeply: "Yan Jun is still too young, there is no need to do this."

"It may be that when he faced Zhou Ke, he couldn't cross that hurdle in his conscience."

Another person looked approving: "Yan Jun is a big-hearted young man."

"But...a lot of netizens in the live broadcast room are quite critical of Yan Jun. I'm worried that if this continues, the situation will develop in an unfavorable direction."

After pondering for a moment, Bureau Sun quickly made a decision: "Immediately publish the surveillance video of Yan Jun rescuing Ning Zhiguo! Give netizens some confidence!"

"it is good!"

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Room two.

Yan Jun originally thought that Zhou Ke would be angry and angry when he learned the truth that triggered the death omen, and he would laugh miserably and show despair on his face no matter how bad it was.

Unexpectedly, the other party patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"Brother Yan, don't blame yourself! You saved me twice on the road yesterday, and I am very grateful to you. Besides, this incident can't be blamed on you at all. You provoked and scolded death. I feel relieved when I hear it, he is someone I admired by the old Zhou, and if you want to blame it, blame the god of death!"

"Even if misfortune happens to my old Zhou, Brother Yan, don't feel any guilt, promise me to live well, you not only live for yourself, you also carry the hope of countless people's life, and the future of the entire human race. !"

Zhou Ke's words made Yan Jun feel ashamed. After a while, a very confident smile appeared on his face: "Don't worry, Lao Zhou, I promised to protect you, and I will do it. Do you believe me?"

"Brother Yan, I believe in you!" Zhou Ke nodded heavily.

This scene silenced hundreds of millions of netizens in the live broadcast room, and many people were even moved to tears.

"I have to say, Lao Zhou's consciousness is really high, I thought he would at least blame Brother Jun!"

"You are the trolls in the live broadcast room?"

"That's right! Now that things have happened, it's useless to blame and complain. Only by working together and trusting each other can we defeat the god of death together!"

"Although I won't accuse Brother Jun, I still think that Brother Jun has no ability to protect them."

"Can the people upstairs stop saying such depressing words?"

"That's the truth!"

At this moment, Yan Jun's live broadcast room pushed a video.

Hundreds of millions of netizens were dumbfounded after watching the surveillance video of less than a minute.