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

"Old Zhou, are you riding a horse to watch a show?! Come here and help!"

Yan Jun couldn't help roaring.

If this continues, he is worried that he will not be able to suppress his dragon power.

Only then did Zhou Ke come to his senses, approached cautiously, stretched his arms and kept pressing down: "Doctor Chen, calm down! Be sure to calm down!"

"Stop talking nonsense, she can't move!"

Hearing what Yan Jun said, Zhou Ke confidently stepped forward and snatched the shining scalpel from Chen Jie's hand like lightning.

The danger is lifted.

The stone hanging in Zhou Ke and several security personnel of the Shenwei Bureau finally fell to the ground.

Tens of millions of netizens in the live broadcast room were greatly disappointed.

They were still looking forward to an even more exciting plot, but it was a pity that it was over so soon and it was boring.

"MD, you should weld the door shut and let Brother Jun play freely!"

"These people from the Shenwei Bureau are too frustrating!"

"Brother Jun is not up or down, I feel bad for Brother Jun."

In the room, Yan Jun loosened Chen Jie's waist.

"Brother Yan, are you okay?"

"Just kidding, that's all..."

As soon as Chen Jie untied the shackles, he waved his palm at Yan Jun angrily.

It's a pity that a pair of white palms were still [-] centimeters away from Yan Jun's cheeks, and they caught a big hand.

"Rogue! You actually underestimated me!"

Chen Jie missed a blow, and her face was flushed, as if she had suffered a huge humiliation, she was so wronged and sad, she couldn't hold back the tears that flowed down her face, crying like pear blossoms with rain.

"take away!!"

Zhou Ke said coldly.

With an order, several female staff rushed into the room and forcibly took Chen Jie away.

"Let go! Why are you arresting me!"

Dr. Chen's voice became smaller and smaller.

"It looks like Miss Chen seems to have forgotten what she did to Brother Jun just now?"

"It's nothing surprising. The God of Death possessed her body to reap Yan Jun's life through her hand. After the failure, the God of Death must have left, and Dr. Chen also regained his senses."

"So Dr. Chen is also a victim. I don't know how uncomfortable she will be when she knows the truth."

"Reaper's doing this is simply too frenzied. If it succeeds, wouldn't it kill two people?"

"No way, this is the world we live in, there is no reason to speak, only death and fear."

"The brothers upstairs are a little confident. Brother Jun's appearance gives us hope."

……

"Others go out first, Lao Zhou, wait in your room now, I'll go to the bathroom."

Under the eyes of everyone, Yan Jun blushed and rushed into the bathroom in a hurry.

"This……"

The corners of Zhou Ke's eyes twitched, and a slightly weird smile appeared on his stern face.

"Brother Jun, what are you doing in the bathroom, urgent to urinate?"

"Where's the fisherman upstairs?"

"Little friend, Brother Jun is going to the bathroom to unleash the power of the dragon!"

"Brother, something is wrong with you."

"Haha, human nature, human nature."

In the bathroom of [-] square meters, the bathroom facilities are complete.

Coming to his only private space at this moment, Yan Jun did not do anything unsightly as tens of millions of netizens guessed. After calming down his eager heart, his eyes slowly narrowed, flickering With a cold light.

The god of death worked overtime again and again, which completely angered Yan Jun.

In this case, let's shoot at each other!
The harder you step on the horse, the more I will provoke you, my lord! !

"Open the system panel!"

"Ding! The host attribute panel is open!"

Host: Yan Jun.

Age: eighteen.

Constitution: 86.

Items: Lucky Capsules (three).

Merit points: 2 points.

"Extract a lucky capsule!"

After Yan Jun finished meditating in his heart, a colorful pill, the size of a soybean, suddenly appeared in his hand.

The super ability to predict the future three times has been used up, and the god of death may kill him at any time. Now he must take the lucky capsule as soon as possible to ensure that he can live safely.

I hope the capsule produced by the system is not a counterfeit product.

After Yan Jun finished praying in his heart, he took the capsule and brought it to his mouth. The moment he opened his mouth to swallow it, he suddenly hesitated.

"System, are you sure this lucky capsule can guarantee that my life will not be in danger within 24 hours?"

"Not only that, after the host takes the lucky capsule, his own luck value will explode. Even if he tries to die by all means, he will definitely not die. Don't worry, host!" The mechanical voice of the death enemy system came Yan Jun echoed in his mind.

I'm relieved!

After taking the reassurance, Yan Jun swallowed the lucky capsule directly.

Well, sweet, like candy, the system is so considerate.

……

In Jiangcheng City, in a luxurious villa surrounded by mountains and rivers.

A middle-aged man in a well-tailored suit without any logo stared at the picture on the big screen motionlessly. Although his face was a little haggard, he exuded the temperament of a successful man.

At this moment, what he was watching was Yan Jun's live broadcast, his pair of deep eyes shone with wisdom through the precious gold-rimmed glasses.

Seeing the live broadcast, after Yan Jun walked into the bathroom in a hurry, the middle-aged man smiled uncontrollably, took off his glasses, rubbed his sore eyes, and fell into deep thought.

He was the only one in the huge and luxuriously decorated living room.

On the second floor, there was a faint cry of a woman who was extremely sad.

"Quiet!"

The middle-aged man shouted coldly, and the crying upstairs was a little less, but it was still intermittent.

Calm down!

The more things like this happen, the more calm you need to be!
As the leading entrepreneur in Jiangcheng City, Ning Zhiguo turned his hands into clouds and rain in the shopping malls. He started from scratch and created wealth that countless people envy. He has long been used to strong winds and waves.

But even so.

At this moment, he was also exhausted physically and mentally and desperately to the extreme, and haggardness that he hadn't seen in many years appeared on his face.

Yan Jun!

The heroic boy who cheated Death twice!
Oh no, it's been three times now!
How on earth did he do it? !

Suddenly, he recalled the live broadcast he had just witnessed, and a small detail appeared in his mind.

wrong!Before the beautiful doctor got up, Yan Jun seemed to reach out and touch the back of his head! !
Ning Zhiguo's pupils suddenly shrank.

He... foretold his own death!
It must be so!It must be so!
Otherwise, how to explain that he calmly escaped the fatal blow from the back of Dr. Chen?
Is it true that, as the professor in the program "Death Observation Room" said, this Yan Jun's sixth sense is far beyond ordinary people? !

Only this explains it!
Ning Zhiguo's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey, Secretary Ma, do something for me right now!!"