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

"Ding! The lucky ten consecutive draws have been activated, and ten merit points will be consumed!"

As the mechanical sound of the system sounded in his mind, a virtual lottery turntable appeared in front of Yan Jun.

"Ding! Reward 'Upgrade Eye of Surveillance' once!"

"Ding! Reward the superpower 'time still' once!"

……

Soon, ten consecutive draws were completed, and the probability of winning was 40.00%, which also met Yan Jun's expectations.

"Host, would you like to continue the lottery draw?"

"smoke!"

Yan Jun's eyes moved slightly, and there was a gleam of firm light in his eyes, "As long as I don't say stop, I will keep smoking!"

With the extremely thrilling experience just now, Yan Jun deeply understood a truth.

The purpose of merit points is to help him save more people and fight against death, so don't be stingy.

Just imagine, if you really can't think of a way just now, you can only watch so many residents of the community being harvested by death, then what's the use of keeping those more than 6000 merit points?
Simply taking advantage of his strong family at the moment, it is the most realistic to get the prize first, and it can be regarded as fully prepared in advance for the next revenge of the god of death.

"Ding! The lucky ten consecutive draws have been activated, and ten merit points will be consumed!"

……

Downstairs in the Ruian community.

Yang Xiaoqing's clothes were already soaked, and she was kneeling on the ground in a daze, looking at the crowd chasing the ambulance with hazy eyes.

In the huge square, she was the only one left empty.

Most of the people in the community were overwhelmed with gratitude for the feat of Yan Jun's self-sacrifice to save others, and they all chased the ambulance to take him for the last journey, and a small number of people left here in despair, looking for other residences .

Yang Xiaoqing didn't go.

She had already begged Zhou Ke just now, and since this colleague who is also in the No. 9 safe house did not agree to her, even if she followed the ambulance to the hospital, she would have no way to see Yan Jun for the last time.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoqing suddenly felt sad, and tears welled up again.

After a while.

Yang Xiaoqing wiped the tears from his face with his soaked sleeves, twitched his sore nose, and smiled desolately.

Yes!

People are already dead, so what's the point of worrying about whether we can see each other for the last time?

The only thing that made Yang Xiaoqing feel extremely regretful and resentful was that she was thinking of becoming Yan Jun's woman, but she never thought that he would have already...

There will never be another chance like this!
Could it be that he is destined not to have that blessing? !

thought here.

Yang Xiaoqing's heart twitched suddenly, and his heart ached like a knife. ,

She tried desperately not to let herself cry again, but the tears flowed down like beads with a broken thread, and she couldn't control it at all.

Yan Jun!

You bastard!Son of a bitch! !
He lied to his old lady's feelings, promised his old lady's things and died like this.

There is nothing so cheap in this world!

Yan Jun!wait for me! !

Yang Xiaoqing's eyes jumped suddenly, a look of determination appeared on Li Hua's pretty face with rain, and then she raised one leg to stand up.

Unexpectedly, just as his left leg was raised, his body tilted and he fell straight down.

My legs are numb!
Yang Xiaoqing gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and after a while, stood up with difficulty, and walked towards Building 15 as if she had lost her soul.

At this point, the temperature in the elevator had dissipated.

After Yang Xiaoqing walked into the elevator, with tears in her eyes, she stretched out her white and slender fingers and pressed down on the top floor of the building.

tick tock tick tock...

Tears and drops of water on the clothes kept falling.

Yang Xiaoqing was alone in this enclosed space, only then did she realize that the clothes all over her body had already been wet by the previous rainstorm, her body gradually became conscious, her knees were both painful and numb, and the biting chill hit her. Then the whole body.

The next moment, she shuddered, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

The elevator rose slowly.

Through the stainless steel mirror in the elevator, Yang Xiaoqing saw a woman in a state of embarrassment, her eyes were red and swollen, her expression was desolate, and her face was stained with tears, which was quite different from the confidence and prettyness she usually displayed.

Yang Xiaoqing's face suddenly changed, and he pushed the hair on both sides behind his ears, and wiped away the tears on his face.

No!

If I go to see Yan Jun like this, he will definitely despise me!
After this idea popped up in his mind, Yang Xiaoqing seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and hastily stretched out his hand to press the button of Building No. 8.

At this point, the elevator has reached the 6th floor.

A few seconds later, with a 'ding' sound, the elevator stopped and the elevator doors opened slowly.

Yang Xiaoqing walked out.

In the corridors of the entire floor, the silence was almost suffocating, without any shadows or lights.

It was still late at night, and such a scene would make people feel a little scared.

But Yang Xiaoqing didn't notice it at all at the moment.

She even said that she didn't have the heart to think about these things.

Because, she has made up her mind.

Back home, take a good shower, change into your favorite and most beautiful clothes, and then put on a beautiful makeup to cover your red and swollen eyes, and finally...

Jump off the roof of this floor!

Only in this way can she see Yan Jun again and grasp her hard-won love.

Who said that martyrdom is just an old rumor?

……

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, reward a lucky capsule!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, reward the superpower 'time still' once!"

"Ding! Thank you for your patronage, and I wish the host good luck next time!"

……

On the sofa in the living room of Yang Xiaoqing's house, Yan Jun kept drawing prizes every second.

In just 10 minutes, he had consumed hundreds of merit points.

Fortunately, the winning probability remained at around 50.00%, slightly exceeding Yan Jun's expectations.

At this moment.

Yan Jun suddenly felt a slight sound coming from outside, subconsciously narrowed his eyes, pricked up his ears, and held his breath.

The sound is getting closer and clearer.

footsteps!
That's right!It's the sound of footsteps!

And it's coming in this direction!
Did any daring residents dare to come back to sleep at night after a fire broke out in the building?

Yan Jun frowned, and instantly regained his energy, listening carefully to the frequency of footsteps.

After a while.

Yan Jun's eyelids twitched slightly, and suddenly realized.

The sound of footsteps probably, possibly, perhaps, belonged to Yang Xiaoqing!

At this time, what is she doing when she comes back?
Eight meters!

Five meters!

Three meters!

The footsteps were getting closer.

Yan Jun didn't have time to think about it, he quickly took off his shoes, and then tiptoed to the back of the door, holding his breath.

next moment.

The footsteps outside stopped, and a shadow flashed under the crack of the door.

Click!

The doorknob turned and the door was gently pushed open.