The Grim Reaper is coming: the start of the game enters the countdown to death

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes and couldn't help asking: "How did you do it?"

"hey-hey."

Zheng Ming smiled brightly, as if he felt a sense of accomplishment after getting Yan Jun's approval, "Brother Jun, come! Show you something awesome!"

With that said, he led Yan Jun to his bedroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door and seeing something placed inside, Yan Jun suddenly realized, and a superhero that he had seen in a movie in his previous life immediately popped into his mind.

In the twenty-square-meter bedroom, there was an iron hanger beside the bed.

There were steel helmets, steel jackets, steel pants, and even steel shoes hanging on hangers.

Yan Jun took a deep breath and stared dumbfounded at the equipment in front of him.

After a while, the way he looked at Zheng Ming changed.

Brother Zheng Ming, awesome!
I would call you 'Iron Man'!
"How about it, brother?"

Zheng Ming showed a smile on his face, and showed his masterpiece to Yan Jun with joy: "The steel suit I made by myself weighs 49 kilograms, and it is a bit heavy. It is really inconvenient to wear, but this suit was indeed worn yesterday. It did save my life."

"Oh? How to say?" Yan Jun asked curiously.

"Brother Jun, look here."

Zheng Ming pointed to the chest of the jacket of this steel suit, with a sense of pride and accomplishment in his eyes, "Did you see this scratch? It was left by the high-speed rotating grinding wheel of the cutting machine. If I didn't If you wear this suit, you will definitely be harvested by the God of Death!"

Yan Jun stepped forward and took a closer look.

Sure enough, there was an obvious scratch on the chest of the upper body of the steel suit.

"Okay, brother, how did you come up with the idea of ​​using this method to fight against the god of death?"

Yan Jun sincerely praised.

Reasonably speaking, as an ordinary person, Zheng Ming can think of such a way to avoid death, which is considered a talent.

"Hey, Brother Jun is killing me, compared to Brother Jun, I'm just a little trick."

Zheng Ming smiled sheepishly and explained: "I have studied the death methods of many omens of death, and most of them are the gods of death working in secret, manipulating external things to physically destroy people. Based on this Factors, I thought about creating a steel suit to see if it could break the three-day death curse, but it really worked. If I can really break the three-day death curse with this suit, this I will definitely make the method public and benefit the world!"

The voice fell.

Yan Jun immediately had a sincere respect for Zheng Ming.

This scruffy-looking young man was open-minded, using himself as a test subject to fight against death, and even won a round by luck.

This spirit is truly admirable!

Thinking of this, Yan Jun suddenly felt that he was a bit of a villain just now.

The real thing people said was that they thought of a way to break the three-day death curse, not that they were afraid of death and wanted to seek their own protection.

"I think this steel suit is somewhat useful. Even if you evade the god of death once, it still has its value. Brother Jun, your time is precious and I won't keep you. Let's work together and look forward to one day being able to defeat the god of death. come on!"

"come on!"

Yan Jun nodded, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Let's add a friend."

"Okay, okay!"

Zheng Ming didn't expect that Brother Jun, who was admired by hundreds of millions of people, would be so approachable. Not only did he agree to come to his house, but he also took the initiative to add friends, and he was immediately ecstatic.

……

Night falls.

The day is about to pass.

The dead leave this world, and the living live in numbness and despair.

What happened that day was not good for the people in Jiangcheng City.

A group of people who claimed to be believers broke into the No. 9 safe house with guns in an attempt to kill Yan Jun.

A gangster killed three innocent women in a row, and the police have no clues so far.

represent two types of people.

People with twisted minds and people with twisted minds.

This kind of person is like a time bomb, often more terrifying than death.

Countless people also know in their hearts that it has been more than three months since the god of death came to this world, and some people will inevitably break down and do some crazy things.

And judging from the current situation, it is difficult to contain this bad phenomenon, and it will only intensify.

When social order collapses, life and death depend on fate.

Many people feel that the scalp is numb and the bone-chilling chill spreads all over the body when they think that day is coming.

The trend of the times, no one can change all this.

Even Yan Jun, he can only do his best to protect the people around him from surviving.

As for some things beyond his control, Yan Jun has nothing to do.

At this time, tens of millions of netizens were still guarding the live broadcast room, and Yan Jun disappeared for three to four hours. These people were naturally anxious.

Only by seeing Yan Jun's face can they gain some psychological comfort and a sense of security.

"Hey! Why did Brother Jun go? Can't you tell me all about it?"

"That's right, just waiting like this is not an option."

"I guess Brother Jun must be going to do something important. This is good news, which means that the people in safe house No. 9 are not in danger of death for the time being."

"Well, that makes sense."

"What's important (curiosity)?"

"The same question!"

"Don't ask those upstairs, those who are serious about this matter don't know."

At this moment, a piece of news swept across the major media and online forums in Jiangcheng City in an instant with the force of a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

"The Chosen One bravely captured the gangster, and the murderer of the serial J murder case was caught!!"

When countless people saw the news at first glance, they felt a little confused.

Yan Jun, the chosen son, caught the murderer of the 418 serial J murder case? !
Isn't Yan Jun protecting those who triggered the omen of death in the safe house?How did you get involved with a murderer again?

Co-author Yan Jun not only has to fight against the god of death, but also is responsible for solving cases and catching criminals?
This business span is a bit too big, right? !
Why does it look so fake?
For a while, many people were skeptical of this news, thinking that it was an expedient measure used by the authorities to temporarily stabilize the public's mood and social order because they could not catch the murderer.

In order to verify this guess, many people flooded into Yan Jun's live broadcast room.

At this moment, the more than 8000 million viewers in the live broadcast room were almost uproarious.

"Hi Da Pu Ben, this case is finally solved."

"Fuck! It's only been a few hours since the news of J's murder broke out, and the murderer has already been caught, Brother Jun is awesome!!"

"Tsk tsk, isn't the police slapping you with such efficiency?"

"You can't say that, not everyone is as omnipotent as Brother Jun."

"Upstairs, don't get excited, this is obviously fake news, okay? As soon as the J murder case broke out, Yan Jun solved the case and arrested him. What a coincidence? Ha!"

"Well, it makes sense. The police most likely want to use this method to stabilize everyone's emotions, and the matter of solving the case is not in the hands of Brother Jun!"

"Foolish move! Once everyone knows that the news is fake, the consequences will be even more dire!"