Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of more than a dozen high-level officials in the monitoring room changed, and their eyes narrowed subconsciously.

The ideas are unique and bold.

But if you think about it, it's not impossible.

However, Chen Hanwen shook his head and explained in an orderly manner: "I also considered this speculation just now, but it was ruled out. The main reason is that whether this loner is a person who has broken into the believer's organization, or sees the failure of the action and thinks about it. Against the water to protect himself, his operation is actually very risky."

"First of all, in terms of time, he can't make sure that it will be in time."

"Secondly, he could not have expected that Shen Fang would tactfully save himself before being silenced."

"So, this possibility is basically ruled out!"

After listening to Lao Chen's reasoning, everyone dispelled their concerns, and at the same time became more curious about the identity of this 'friend'.

hacker!

Homemade Remote Control Bombs!

He unexpectedly killed the leader of the believers, and rescued Shen Fang's mother and daughter.

This is definitely a high IQ talent!

And more importantly, this person is in Jiangcheng City.

Good news!

"Old Chen, there is one thing I still don't understand."

A colleague couldn't hold back his curiosity and couldn't help but ask: "I can barely understand this loner wearing a mask and unwilling to show his true face, but since he found Shen Fang's mother and daughter, why didn't he untie them easily? Is it unnecessary to send a message to the No. 9 safe house with the rope in hand?"

"Yeah! And he didn't say a word from beginning to end, it's really strange." Another colleague also had the same question.

"this……"

Chen Hanwen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I didn't understand this question either."

Just as everyone was thinking hard, Yan Jun suddenly spoke up.

"It is enough for us to know that the loner is the righteous side, and I believe that there will always be a day when I will meet him."

Having said that, in fact, Yan Jun has already made a rough guess in his heart.

Since the Lonely said that the two are of the same kind, it is not difficult to know that he must have broken the three-day curse of death.

But he is relying on his own wisdom.

And Yan Jun has a Reaper enemy system.

Although they have reached the same destination by different paths, after deceiving or provoking the god of death, they both faced the god of death's revenge.

The way of death's revenge is to make them close to trigger the death omen.

Because of this, loners avoid human contact as much as possible.

To understand this, Yan Jun fully understands what loners do.

"Yeah! Yan Jun is right, the loners can be put aside for now."

Bureau Sun nodded, looked at Yan Jun, and hesitated.

"Officer Sun, you have something to say."

"that……"

The expression on Sun Ju's face was a little unnatural, and he asked in a slightly uneasy tone: "Yan Jun, what did you mean when you said the danger has not been lifted?"

The words fall.

Yan Jun pondered for a while, and said solemnly: "The crisis of death brought to us by the believer organization has indeed been lifted, but unfortunately, the god of death is still eyeing each of us!"

"what?!"

Everyone subconsciously exclaimed and looked at each other.

After the believers stormed the safe house, they thought that many of their colleagues were safe.

Because they did not trigger the omen of death, it turned out that it was not the god of death.

But never imagined...

This sentence came out of Yan Jun's mouth, and it must be a stone hammer.

In an instant, everyone's faces turned pale, and the slightly relaxed heart was clouded again.

Is it over yet? !

Natural disasters, man-made disasters, take turns to attack.

When is this going to end? !

"Don't be discouraged. He Liang's death was an accident, and I really didn't expect it."

Yan Jun glanced at everyone, and his tone became very firm: "But as long as I, Yan Jun, are alive for a day, I will do my best to protect everyone around me. The god of death is scary, but if I, Yan Jun, can defeat it three or five times, I will be able to Overcome it a thousand times. I hope you will give me some confidence, and you will give yourself some confidence."

If anyone in the world said these words, the senior officials of the Shenwei Bureau who were present would definitely disagree.

But from Yan Jun's mouth, they trust unconditionally.

They are all people who have died once, so what is there to be afraid of?

"Yan Jun, just let it go, don't have any worries, and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Bureau Sun pondered for a moment, then said solemnly: "I will issue an order later, everyone in Safe Room No. 9 will be dispatched to you, including me."

After speaking, he looked at the dozen or so colleagues present.

All the colleagues nodded in agreement.

...

After this incident came to an end, Yan Jun immediately returned to Room 1, ready to immediately verify the idea in his heart.

At this time, the live broadcast has also returned to normal.

In addition to the more than 20 million viewers in the live broadcast room, millions of netizens pour into the live broadcast room every second.

Everyone is curious about one thing, whether the organization of bullshit believers agrees with Brother Jun's replacement plan.

Soon, Yan Jun looked at the camera and responded positively.

"This maddened organization has not agreed to replace people... However, He Liang's wife and daughter have returned safely!"

The voice fell.

Tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room cheered instantly.

"Brother Jun! Don't you gasp when you talk? I thought something tragic would happen, it scared me to death!"

"That's right, next time, please tell me the good news first, pay attention, Brother Jun!"

"You are floating upstairs. You actually taught Brother Jun to do things and dragged him out to play fifty big boards."

"Let's just say, this group of bullshit believers looks like a group of insane people. They are willing to be the lackeys of the god of death and they want to persecute Brother Jun. It is recommended to shoot those four beasts for ten minutes!"

"Brother Jun is already difficult enough, these idiots are still making trouble, and they are so angry."

"No way, death is coming, and many people's mentality exploded. It's not surprising what happened."

...

In room number one.

77251!

77250!

77249!

Looking at the countdown to death above Ning Xue's head, Yan Jun pondered for a while before asking, "Xiao Xue, do you remember when you triggered the death omen?"

Hearing this, Ning Xue frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

"I remembered. I checked the time at that time. If I remember correctly, it should be 9:12 in the morning."

Yan Jun nodded, his eyes narrowed slowly, and he immediately calculated in his mind.

On April 17, the first year of God's Punishment, at 9:12 am, Ning Xue triggered the omen of death.

The countdown to death above her head, converted, corresponds to exactly...

God's Punishment, April 20, 9:12 a.m.!

A full 72 hours!

That is, the three-day curse of death!

The error is no more than one minute before and after!

Victory or defeat, see you tomorrow?

With this in mind, Yan Jun's eyes moved slightly, both happy and worried.