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

It was dawn, and the sun had not yet dawned. Many people had already woken up, had a casual meal, and opened Yan Jun's live broadcast room.

Before the live broadcast started, more than 5000 million viewers were waiting patiently.

On the one hand, today is the third day that Yan Jun and Ning Xue triggered the omen of death, and they can't wait to witness the historic moment when Yan Jun broke the death curse.

On the other hand, yesterday's news made countless people sleepless with excitement.

If Yan Jun can really save more than 9 staff members of No. 60 safe house, and even protect more people, it means that in this huge catastrophe where the god of death wantonly harvested human lives, human beings will have a shocking reversal for the first time, defeating grim Reaper.

Such a victory is enough to shock the world, and Zhao Min rejoices.

"It's 6:30 in the morning. Brother Jun checked in the live broadcast room. Is there anyone else who is earlier than me?"

"Are you kidding me upstairs? I haven't slept all night, and I'm earlier than me?"

"Haha, I'm so laughable, have I been proud for two days and two nights without closing my eyes? Are you showing off?"

"Brother Jun, come on! Fuck the god of death and it's over!!"

"Brother Jun, come on!!"

Tens of millions of viewers gathered together. Even though the live broadcast hadn't started yet, the live broadcast room was extremely lively, and the entire screen was completely covered by dense bullet screens.

Not only that, but all kinds of rewards floated by like snowflakes, making people dazzled.

In fact, since the news was released last night, the battle for the fan list in Yan Jun's studio has entered a fever pitch.

Even though the ID 'Jiangcheng's richest man' had received nearly [-] million gifts in the live broadcast room, his position at the top of the list was in jeopardy at this time.

The staff of Shenwei Bureau also responded to the request of netizens and temporarily opened a gift of 10 yuan-Brother Jun!
A cartoon image that is almost 100% restored to Yan Jun's appearance!
His face is cold and handsome, his eyes are clear and sharp.

"Damn it! It's 'Brother Jun' who hits ten times in a row! The gift of 100 million won't even make a splash in Brother Jun's live broadcast room, it's so terrifying!"

"It's explosive! The status of the richest man in Jiangcheng has been exploded! It looks like the ID is a big boss in another city!"

"Hey, is the richest man in Jiangcheng so unpopular? Just [-] million and you want to sit firmly on the top of the list? Ning Zhiguo, why are you embarrassing yourself here?!"

"Are the brothers in the live broadcast room so loud? The currency is indeed depreciating now, but it hasn't reached the point of waste paper, right? I admit that I am useless, and I have never seen what [-] million looks like."

"It's not a matter of tone, money is nothing now!"

"That's right! A Chosen One like Brother Jun who can go head to head with the God of Death is really awesome!"

"One thought kills, one thought saves, this ability to control life and death is simply invincible in this world where the god of death has come!"

"It is foreseeable that Brother Jun will eventually become the master of this world!"

……

seven in the morning.

Yan Jun opened his eyes on time, got up from the sofa, washed up lightly, and then looked at the death countdown on Ning Xue's head in a deep sleep, and he thought about it.

7489!

7488!

7487!

There are more than two hours left, plenty of time.

Yan Jun opened the door and went directly to the kitchen.

At this time, Xu Feng had already dressed neatly, and prepared breakfast for the entire staff of Safe House No. 9. After seeing Jun Yan, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Jun!"

"Come on, let me help you."

Yan Jun walked over with a smile on his face.

Xu Feng smiled shyly, flattered, and waved his hands again and again: "No brother Jun, I'm busy."

"You can teach me how to cook, right?"

"Uh, good!" Xu Feng scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

As they spoke, the two chatted while wrapping the buns.

Yan Jun's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Xu Feng, I'll ask you a question."

"Brother Jun, tell me!"

"Do you think it was appropriate for me to shoot those people last night?"

After the words fell, Yan Jun stared at Xu Feng, trying to catch some clues or changes in his micro-expressions from his face.

The mouth may tell lies, but a person's instantaneous reaction often reveals the true inner thoughts.

After hearing this question, Xu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then said as a matter of course: "It must be appropriate! Brother Jun, why do you ask such a question?"

"Don't you think my actions are too cruel and will make people feel scared?"

"If you don't make people afraid, how can you deter those villains who trigger the omen of death but think about harming others?"

Xu Feng wrapped a bun and put it on the table, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "These people have given up their belief in living, but they don't want others to live well. It can be said that they deserve to die!"

Yan Jun nodded and continued to ask: "Then do you think I'm scary now?"

"Not scary!" Xu Feng said with firm eyes.

"why?"

"Because I know you are a good person! Brother Jun, you have resolved this matter in such a way that others may criticize it, which just shows that you are willing to bear the negative impact of killing and protect more innocent people." ! Otherwise, you don’t need to go through this muddy water at all!”

"Then do you think I will become a bloodthirsty person in the future?"

Xu Feng put down the bun in his hand, looked at Jun Yan for a moment, then shook his head seriously: "No!"

"why?"

Yan Jun said curiously: "I can't guarantee it myself."

"Because everyone's character is destined at birth!"

Xu Feng looked straight into Yan Jun's eyes, and said word by word: "Brother Jun, I believe you will not forget your original intention!"

After the words fell, Yan Jun suddenly became enlightened, and his knot was also untied.

After experiencing Ning Xue's estrangement, Yan Jun once wondered if what he did last night was too impulsive, so he wanted to ask Xu Feng's opinion on this matter.

He didn't have much contact with Xu Feng, but he could also feel that this skilled young chef had a gentle personality and was very sincere, so it was perfect to ask him.

It seems that it is not my own problem.

Ning Xue has a kind personality, and it is not a good thing in this world where the god of death has come. Give her some time to adjust slowly.

"Hey Xu Feng, why does my bag only have fifteen pleats?"

"It's already very good, Brother Jun. There is no technical difficulty in making buns. Practice makes perfect."

The two were chatting.

Suddenly a beautiful figure appeared at the door of the kitchen.

"Xiao Xu! Yan Jun! Cooking? I'll help!"

Yang Xiaoqing deliberately dressed up today, looking radiant, greeted Xu Feng and Yan Jun, and walked over generously.

After washing his hands, without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up a piece of rolled dough, and wrapped it up quickly.

"Xiao Xu, let me tell you, my bun-making skills are not necessarily worse than yours!"

"Uh, Miss Xiaoqing..."

Xu Feng smiled awkwardly and didn't know what to say for a while.

Yan Jun glanced at Yang Xiaoqing's profile with light makeup, shook his head, speechless.