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

Does it hurt that much? !

fuss? !

Yan Jun's two sentences were not very harmful, but the extremely insulting taunt made Jiang Bing, who was already in great pain, collapse in an instant.

After a desperate scream came from his throat, tears burst out all at once.

The crying became louder and louder, and the body trembled violently.

soon.

Tears poured down, mixed with snot and blood.

The ferocious look on Jiang Bing's face disappeared, replaced by pain and fear, and a trace of...repentance!
"Please... Please, kill me!" Jiang Bing choked up.

The words fall.

Yan Jun raised his head and glanced at him, raised two sword eyebrows slightly, and continued to put on the earphones without saying a word.

at the same time.

Yan Jun's live broadcast room once again soared to more than 3000 million viewers. After seeing such a picture, his heart immediately set off a storm.

This serial killer who was still arrogant after being captured was completely subdued by Brother Jun? !
"That's it?!"

"It's agreed to frown, and you will have the surname of Brother Jun if you say a word?"

"Brother, please have some backbone, can you? You can't hold back your face by crying with snot and tears so quickly."

"They are all mortals, so why can't they be tough to the end?"

Countless audiences ridiculed it, but it was refreshing to witness a heinous person being tortured to the point of tears.

at the same time.

An idea popped up in many people's minds in an instant.

People who trigger the omen of death are not without fear!
No matter how insane the person is, no matter how hard the bone is, there are ways to make him terrified.

"The method is a bit cruel, but I have to say that Brother Jun's method is very effective."

"Facts have proved that Brother Jun is right. Only when those with evil thoughts feel the fear will there be fewer vicious cases and social order will be stabilized."

"I guess some people in the live broadcast must have triggered the omen of death, and those who thought about doing something bad are trembling at the moment."

"Hey, do you think Brother Jun will soften his heart and give this scum a chance to reform himself?" Suddenly, some netizens sent an extremely naive barrage.

"What are you thinking? The police are here, and they must take him away."

"Anyway, Brother Jun's actions are indeed against the rules, and he will probably be criticized."

……

The sky was dark.

The gate of safe house No. 9 was brightly lit.

Five police cars with flashing lights lined up and stopped at the door.

More than a dozen police officers have serious expressions and are ready to fight.

A burly, dignified middle-aged man at the head glanced at the dozen or so subordinates, and immediately became unhappy, "What are you all doing with a straight face? Don't be so nervous, we are here to pick you up." People are here to arrest people, understand? They are all brother departments, everyone has a better attitude, keep smiling!"

"Oh, forget it, everyone will follow my orders later, don't talk nonsense!"

Just as he was about to go up to show his identity to the guard of the safe house and explain his purpose, a group of people walked towards the door in a mighty manner.

"Old Zhang!"

"Old grandson!"

The retractable door at the main entrance was opened, and after the two shook hands with smiles on their faces, they didn't bother to say a few words of pleasantries. , If I were you, I would pretend that nothing happened, and come directly to take him away early tomorrow morning, and everything would be fine."

The voice fell.

Lao Zhang suddenly became frowning, and said helplessly: "Old Sun, you really don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk. Do you think I want to come? It's not my duty."

"Isn't it because you are eager to make contributions?" Director Sun narrowed his eyes slightly, with a three-point tease in his tone.

"fart!"

Lao Zhang curled his lips and said in a bad mood: "Whoever likes to make meritorious deeds should do it. I just want to see the rising sun every morning when I wake up."

After finishing speaking, he leaned closer to his body and lowered his voice, "Old Sun, what does the master inside mean if you are going to fight me?"

"You can't guess?" Director Sun raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lao Zhang was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I guess I probably guessed it, but... this approach is obviously not advisable!"

"Then do you have a better way?"

"This...Old Sun, let's not talk about this for now. It's important. I have to trouble you to send a message before I can take him away."

Seeing Bureau Sun's indifference, Lao Zhang sighed helplessly: "I owe you a favor for this matter? We all know that it may not be a good thing if it continues like this."

The voice fell.

Bureau Sun frowned, pondered for a moment, then nodded and whispered a few words to the people around him.

All of a sudden, Lao Zhang looked cheerful, and began to exchange greetings with his former colleague Chen Hanwen.

……

"Wrong! I was wrong!!"

"Please... kill me!!"

Jiang Bing couldn't bear the heart-piercing pain all over his body, so he had no choice but to ask Yan Jun to give him a good time.

Yan Jun was wearing earphones, he ignored it, and was still playing with his mobile phone on his own.

His idea was simple.

The live broadcast room is now open. Every time one more person sees Jiang Bing's desperate appearance at the moment, it is possible to reduce one vicious crime.

He has to make full use of this 'chicken' waiting to be slaughtered!
But at this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Enter."

The door was pushed open, and Zhou Ke stood at the door with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"What's wrong?" Yan Jun asked knowingly.

Zhou Ke gave a wry smile, but stopped talking.

"Old Zhou, Director Sun asked you to come?"

"Ah."

Zhou Ke nodded, pointed at Jiang Bing, who had been tortured to the point of being inhuman, and carefully organized his words, "Uh, brother Yan, that, you see, this is almost all right, or..."

"no problem."

Yan Jun put away his mobile phone, let out a long sigh of relief, suddenly stared at Zhou Ke with burning eyes, and said word by word: "Old Zhou, do you listen to what I say?"

"Listen! You must listen!" Zhou Keli said confidently.

"Okay, give me the gun."

Zhou Ke suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Yan Jun with an expression of disbelief.

at the same time.

The hearts of the more than 1 million viewers in the live broadcast room trembled slightly, and a gleam of excitement flashed in their eyes.

Brother Jun, something is going to happen!

……

main entrance.

The Jiangcheng police headed by Lao Zhang are waiting anxiously.

Suddenly, a dozen or so figures were vaguely seen.

Taking a closer look, several staff members of Safe House No. 9 escorted four believers and serial J killer Jiang Bing towards the gate.

Suddenly, Lao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Old Sun, you should have said earlier, you don't need to be so troublesome, just leave this kind of rough work to us. I didn't expect that this Yan Jun is not very old, but he is still very happy." Reasonable! Hehe!"