Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

? ? ?

Zhou Ke's mentality collapsed immediately after hearing what Yan Jun said.

You secretly broke the parachute and scared me half to death, but you even complained that I disturbed you to see the scenery!

So bullying!

Brother Yan, I beg you to be a man! !

But on second thought, no!

Yan Jun and himself are now a grasshopper tied to a rope. In a minute, both of them will die, and there is no way for anyone to avoid it.

But why is he still so calm, and still enjoying the scenery in a leisurely manner?

correct!

Brother Yan has unfortunate luck and can be called the 'Son of Heaven'.

Otherwise, who would court death with this maddening method of skydiving?

With this in mind, Zhou Ke suddenly had the hope of surviving in a desperate situation. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath and asked urgently, "Brother Yan! Do you...do you have any trump cards?"

After Zhou Ke asked this sentence, the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room suddenly looked up, subconsciously held their breath, looking forward to hearing from Yan Jun's mouth a stone that would make the stone hanging in his heart fall to the ground. s answer.

However, Yan Jun let them down.

"A hole card? What hole card?"

Yan Jun wondered.

Although he took the lucky capsule and was sure that he would not die, until now, he had never imagined how the two would survive.

But it is precisely this kind of unknown that makes his inner stimulation seem more real and full.

"Brother Yan! Don't scare me, can you give me some insight?" Zhou Ke said aggrievedly, obviously not believing Yan Jun's 'pretend to be stupid'.

"Old Zhou..."

Yan Jun thought for a while, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I have a suggestion here, do you want to listen?"

"Listen to it!!" Zhou Ke nodded hastily.

"Did you bring your ID?"

"Uh..." Zhou Ke looked confused: "I brought it."

"Okay, I suggest you put your ID card in your mouth before landing." Yan Jun said solemnly, holding back a smile.

Zhou Ke was even more confused: "Why?"

"Because of this, it is convenient for others to identify the body!"

When the words fell, Zhou Ke was stunned for a moment, and then the whole person was instantly frightened as if struck by lightning, and his soul flew out again.

A mournful howl with a weeping voice crossed the sky.

It was obviously a very dangerous and desperate scene, but it made many viewers in the live broadcast room burst into laughter unconsciously.

"Pfft... I'm sorry, it's not that I don't feel sorry for Zhou Ke, it's just that I can't hold it anymore."

"Haha, I don't understand the joys and sorrows of people. I just think it's funny that Zhou Ke was teased by Brother Jun after being slapped in the face by Brother Jun."

"Brother Jun is too bamboo shoots, I beg you to be a person!"

"The courage of the round, Brother Jun said the second, no one dared to be the first."

"I just can't figure it out. Brother Jun is below. If he wants to die, he will die first. Why is Brother Jun not afraid at all?"

...

Safe house, surveillance room.

More than a dozen high-level executives heard Zhou Kena's terrified cry through the live broadcast, and shook their heads and smiled bitterly, their faces gloomy.

Shame!

What a shame!

This kid Yan Jun is really bad enough. It's okay to take Zhou Zhou to death, and he deliberately scare him.

What the hell is he trying to do?

Just to use their own lives to inspire those who want to commit suicide? The price is too high!

Moreover, if the two fell to their deaths in vain, wouldn't that be counterproductive?

wrong!

If Yan Jun dares to be so reckless, he must have something to rely on!

For a time, everyone narrowed their eyes and stared at the live broadcast screen. While sweating for the two of them, they also fell into nervous thinking.

In what way will Yan Jun survive...

3500 meters!

3000 meters!

2500 meters!

Looking at the picture, Yan Jun and Zhou Ke were getting closer to the ground, but the speed of the fall did not slow down at all. Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, everyone's heart twitched suddenly, and their nervous bodies trembled unconsciously.

"The only way to survive!"

Suddenly, a colleague said in a deep voice: "The parachute was not completely damaged. When the parachute was opened, most of the falling force was removed, and then the two fell into the water."

"This is the only possibility!"

Everyone nodded and prayed silently in their hearts.

At this moment.

In the live broadcast, Zhou Ke took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, had a death-like expression on his face, and decisively opened the parachute.

The sound of the wind blowing the cloth suddenly sounded!

Hundreds of millions of viewers suddenly widened their eyes and held their breath nervously.

The rapidly falling bodies of Yan Jun and Zhou Ke stopped for a moment, swayed in the air, and then accelerated again and fell vertically.

The parachute did open.

But as expected, most of the more than a dozen ropes connecting the umbrella surface were cut off, and only two were still tied to Zhou Ke's back, and the umbrella surface was also broken with seven or eight holes. The two continued to accelerate, and the opening of the hole was also torn apart.

The original fan-shaped umbrella surface was tightly shrunk together at this moment, and it did not play a role in buffering at all.

The two fell to the ground again at a speed of more than 150km per hour.

See this scene.

The only illusion in the hearts of the dozen high-level executives in the monitoring room was also shattered. They closed their eyes with pain on their faces, cold sweat poured down, and their bodies were shaking like chaff.

Two kilometers!

Only two kilometers left!

Now even Da Luo Shenxian can't save Yan Jun and Zhou Ke.

Done!

It's all over!

I thought that Yan Jun, the "chosen son" who was born out of nowhere, could become the light in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people, saving more innocent lives with his luck and ability.

But now...

It's okay to do evil in the sky, but you can't live by doing it yourself!

Even though Yan Jun's luck was against the sky and he was favored by the heavens, he couldn't hold back his madness to die like this!

Alas, still too young and too impulsive!

More than a dozen senior officials of the Shenwei Bureau felt infinite regret, but felt that the sky above their heads was no longer lit up!

at the same time.

The hundreds of millions of viewers in Yan Jun's live broadcast room saw such a picture, and their hearts twitched suddenly, and despair instantly enveloped their bodies.

All hopes are dashed!

The appearance of Brother Jun streaks across the night sky like a shooting star, bringing light and hope to countless people in the dark.

But meteors are meteors after all, bright but short-lived.

For a time, the expression of 'big crying' filled the entire live broadcast room.

"I'm going to watch Brother Jun on his last journey!"

"I also need to go!"

"I'll go as well!"

A striking barrage reminded the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.

In an instant, tens of millions of people in Jiangcheng rushed out of the room, or came to the street, or rushed to the rooftop, all looking at the sky above their heads with tears in their eyes.