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

"You! Don't come here!! Help! Help!"

"Hiss...ahhhhh!!!"

The sharp dagger cuts the flesh inch by inch, and then sprinkles salt on it.

Jiang Bing could no longer bear this heart-piercing pain, his blood-stained body trembled like chaff, and bean-sized cold sweat trickled down from his forehead, mixing with the blood.

His face was ferocious like a ghost, and there was an indistinct scream from his mouth.

See this scene.

In Yan Jun's live broadcast room, the eyelids of the viewers, who had soared to more than 5000 million, were twitching wildly, and suddenly they felt a chill all over their bodies.

"Brothers, my mental quality is poor, and I can't watch this kind of bloody live broadcast, so farewell!"

"Trough! It's cool, but I definitely won't be able to sleep at night when I'm on the horse!"

"Actually, I think it's almost enough. Just take this scum out and shoot him. There's no need to torture him anymore."

"Yeah! Brother Jun is in this state, I'm really worried that his mentality will change!"

"Go away!"

Countless people turned off the live broadcast room one after another.

In a short period of time, the number of viewers dropped from more than 5000 million to about 9000 million.

at the same time.

Safehouse No. 9, monitoring room.

Headed by Director Sun, more than a dozen senior officials of the Shenwei Bureau watched the monitoring screen on the big screen, kept wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads, and gasped for air one after another.

"Ding ding ding..."

"Ding ding ding..."

"Ding ding ding..."

Several phones in the room kept ringing, making people very upset.

However, Bureau Sun remained indifferent, just staring at the picture on the big screen, frowning deeply.

This time, the mobile phone in Chen Hanwen's pocket rang. After taking it out to look at the caller ID, a wry smile appeared on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to hang up.

Director Sun turned his head and frowned slightly, "Old Zhang's phone number?"

"Ah."

Chen Hanwen nodded, with a helpless expression on his face, "Ju Sun, what do you think of Yan Jun's actions..."

The words fall.

The gazes of all colleagues were focused on Ju Sun, with anxious expressions on their faces.

Since Yan Jun tortured the serial J murderer Jiang Bing, the phone in the monitoring room has been ringing non-stop, but Director Sun ignored it completely and stopped his colleagues who were going to answer the phone.

This attitude is very clear, obviously supporting Yan Jun in doing so.

But in this way, one can imagine the pressure on their No. 9 safe house.

I don't know if Bureau Sun can stand up to it!
"You should all know it in your heart."

Bureau Sun adjusted his glasses, and suddenly asked, "Jun Yan didn't do this simply to vent his anger, did he?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"If I go to stop Yan Jun now, hand over Jiang Bing to the police according to the regulations, and then wait for him to be shot. Let alone whether he will offend Yan Jun, this typical case is for those who have triggered the omen of death but have evil intentions." Can people act as a deterrent?"

Director Sun's question immediately caught most of his colleagues.

Yes, these people have already triggered the omen of death, so how could they be afraid of being shot?
Yan Jun's approach is a bit radical, but the more extreme the method, the more unexpected effect it can have.

Fighting against the god of death has already exhausted people's mind and body, and now they have to free up energy to deal with some neuropathy and abnormalities with brain problems.

If we continue to stick to the rules like this, the order of the whole society will collapse!
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after understanding Yan Jun's good intentions, the expressions on their faces immediately calmed down a lot.

"That's the reason."

Chen Hanwen frowned slightly, and expressed his worries, "But Jun Yan is not old after all, and his mind is naturally immature. I don't know if he can grasp the proportions in it. You know, there is something hidden deep in the human heart. Once the devil is released, it is not so simple to take it back."

"Yes, if Jun Yan's thinking becomes extreme because of this incident, then the problem will be troublesome."

"I think it's almost done. The deterrent effect has been achieved, and Yan Jun can be stopped."

Facing the worries of many colleagues, Director Sun gave a wry smile, with a hint of helplessness on his face, "There is no way, we can only trust Lord Yan now, there is no need to trouble ourselves for a man who is destined to die."

"What Yan Jun wants to do, we can cooperate unconditionally."

The words fall.

Everyone nodded, knowing it in their hearts.

Yan Jun's luck is against the sky, he can predict death, even the god of death can't do anything to him.

Such a person appeared in this world where the god of death came, and he had the absolute capital to do whatever he wanted.

As long as he can stick to the justice in his heart to save more people, he can't ask too much of him.

on the big screen.

Jiang Bing was covered in blood, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, his fierce face was distorted to the extreme due to the pain, and there was a deep horror in his eyes.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Soon, Jiang Bing's crotch was wet.

Yan Jun waved his hands in disgust, got up and walked out of the room.

It didn't take long to return and put on another mask.

"Oh, this kid..."

The dozen or so senior executives in the monitoring room were dumbfounded.

At this moment, a rush of sirens suddenly sounded outside.

It can be roughly judged from the sound that there should be four or five police cars coming.

Sun Ju narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment and then sighed: "Let's go, we've all come to the door, and we'll meet this old Zhang when we go out."

……

at this time.

After the more than 1 million viewers in Yan Jun's live broadcast room heard the sound of the police siren through the monitoring of the confinement room, their hearts suddenly thumped.

"It's over, it's over, the police are here to ask for someone!"

"Brother Jun, stop now, it will be too late."

"Oh, I'll go. Brother Jun is wearing earphones. Maybe he didn't hear the siren. It's about to break down!"

"Everyone, relax. The police are here only to ask for someone. I guess they don't even dare to fart when facing Brother Jun."

"That's right, Brother Jun caught him, and it's a great achievement. What's wrong with Brother Jun giving me a little 'lesson'?"

"God, what a little lesson, I'm afraid I'm going to have nightmares at night."

Confinement indoors.

Jiang Bing had been tortured until half his life was left, and he didn't even have the energy to howl.

He has only one thought on his mind right now.

Get away from this demon in front of you as soon as possible, but die quickly.

So when the siren sounded, his whole body trembled, as if he heard a fairy music, and his eyes suddenly sparkled with a little bit of light.

"Police... sirens!" Jiang Bing said these three words with difficulty.

"What did you say?"

Yan Jun took off his earphones with a dazed expression on his face.

"Siren!"

"Oh."

Yan Jun nodded, his expression calm as usual, "You said the police are coming? I heard it! But I don't want to stop now. Besides, please don't howl, does it hurt so much? Make a fuss!"