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

"Really? Thank you so much! In this way, I will donate [-] million to the Shenwei Bureau in Jiangcheng City in my own name. You must not refuse!"

"Hey, Secretary Ma, how many gifts have you paid now? It's only 8000 million? How about this, you can arrange for someone to register a new account and give Yan Jun a copy of that... Yes, a treasure map, the one on the company account If you don’t have enough cash, please call me in time, and I will send you my personal bank account and password.”

"Xiao Liu, drive my special car to the gate of the villa within 3 minutes!"

In the luxuriously decorated lobby of the villa, Ning Zhiguo, the richest man in Jiangcheng City, was so excited that he was on the verge of tears.

In order to save the life of his precious daughter, he is willing to give up all his family property.

But he knows that in today's world where everyone is in danger, the role of money is really limited.

You know, my daughter has triggered the omen of death now, like a time bomb. Under such circumstances, who would want to be in the same room with her?

I thought it would take a lot of trouble, but I never expected it to go so smoothly.

The senior management of Shenwei Bureau was willing to accommodate, and Yan Jun agreed very readily.

He also watched the live broadcast. Yan Jun didn't even know that the person arranged by the Shenwei Bureau was his daughter Ning Zhiguo, so he agreed.

This shows that so many gifts that I swiped in the live broadcast room have nothing to do with this matter.

The more this happened, the more at ease Ning Zhiguo felt!

Good character!Broad-minded!

Ning Zhiguo is 1 rest assured that his daughter is entrusted to such a person for protection!

"Hurry up, wife!"

"coming!"

1 minute later.

The woman took her daughter's arm and went downstairs.

Ning Xue was facing the sky, her long black hair was tied into a simple ball head, and a light blue sportswear paired with a white windbreaker did not feel inconsistent at all. She was 1.7 meters tall and looked slim in a pair of flat cloth shoes.

There was not a single bit of metal jewelry on her whole body, but even so, it still couldn't conceal her peerless elegance and temperament.

"Let's go, Xiaoxue!"

Ning Zhiguo took his daughter's hand and prepared to go out.

The charming woman wept secretly, and could not help crying when she thought that her precious daughter might be separated from heaven and earth forever.

"Okay! What does it look like to cry?"

Ning Zhiguo complained: "Our precious daughter is much stronger than you!"

Ning Xue walked over, her eyes were slightly moist, but she still resisted the urge to shed tears, and gently wiped away the tears for her mother: "Okay, Mom, didn't Dad make arrangements for me? We didn't sleep in the room just now. I also watched Yan Jun’s live broadcast, so many people believe in him and support him, and I’m now half of his fans, so why don’t you worry? Don’t worry, Xiaoxue will be very strong!”

"An extra minute of delay means an extra risk."

Ning Zhiguo's words really worked.

After the mother and daughter hugged, Ning Zhiguo walked out of the villa with his daughter.

The black bulletproof car drove smoothly on the road.

The two sat in the back row, and Ning Zhiguo felt sad for a while as he watched the number of pedestrians and vehicles in the city decrease day by day.

"Dad, why do you think Yan Jun asked the Shenwei Bureau for a gun?" Ning Xue asked suddenly, her bright beautiful eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Boys..."

Ning Zhiguo also agrees with the netizens: "More or less everyone is interested in guns. Yan Jun may just have thought about his hand addiction. Dad is already old. Didn't he often go to clubs to shoot targets?"

"But……"

Ning Xue tilted her head, and said doubtfully: "I always feel that things are not that simple. Although I have watched Yan Jun's live broadcast for a while, I can feel from him that it is difficult for ordinary people to guess his mind."

"Oh? Really?"

Ning Zhiguo asked: "Then Xiaoxue, have you guessed it?"

"not yet."

"Then don't guess. Anyway, you will be in the same room with him soon, and you can observe his every move at close range all the time."

After Ning Zhiguo finished speaking, he suddenly felt that as Xiaoxue's father, it seemed a little awkward to say that.

But after thinking about it, if Yan Jun, a young man, can protect his daughter well...

……

in the room.

Zhou Ke looked very serious, and carefully opened the gun case on the table.

A brand-new Colt revolver revealed its true appearance, with a caliber of 11 mm, a length of the gun body of 22 cm, a weight of 1.2 kg, and a capacity of six rounds.

In the wooden box next to the bullets, there are a hundred rounds of yellow bullets neatly stacked.

In an instant, Yan Jun's eyes lit up, and he was stopped by Zhou Ke just as he was about to start.

"Brother Yan, here are the guns and bullets you asked for, and the Shenwei Bureau has honored them."

Zhou Ke's face was stern, and his brows were deeply frowned: "But this gun must never leave my sight, and before you use it to shoot targets, I have to teach you how to use this pistol completely."

"No problem!" Yan Jun readily agreed.

It's no wonder that Zhou Ke and the people from the Shenwei Bureau are so nervous. After all, the world has undergone drastic changes, and the probability of guns going off is too high.

Next, Zhou Ke began to teach Yan Jun about firearms.

Combining theory with practice, Yan Jun quickly mastered it.

But Zhou Ke was always worried, and taught Yan Jun tirelessly over and over again, without feeling that he was being wordy.

"Okay, Zhou, it's been 10 minutes, I should try this gun!"

"No, I'll teach you again. You should watch and study hard."

"Gan!"

The tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room were overjoyed.

"Haha, this old Zhou seems to be very vigorous and vigorous, but I didn't expect such ink marks. I'm afraid he was not Tang Seng in his previous life!"

"That's right, Brother Jun is already patient enough, but he still couldn't hold back the swearing."

"Isn't it just a gun, and it's not that complicated. You really think of Brother Jun as mentally handicapped."

3 minute later.

Zhou Ke finally felt relieved.

Yan Jun was holding a revolver, and Zhou Ke was holding the box of ammunition in his pocket, and the two were about to open the door and go out to test the gun.

The door was suddenly opened.

Two handsome middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes walked in with a smile.

Behind the two stood a tall girl in a white windbreaker, she was radiant without makeup.

"Bureau Sun? What's wrong with you?" Zhou Ke asked in surprise.

Yan Jun was dumbfounded.

"Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Ning Zhiguo, the richest man in Jiangcheng City, and this is his daughter Ning Xue."

Director Sun looked at Yan Jun and said with a smile: "Yan Jun, do you still remember what you promised before? This Ning Xue girl is your roommate from now on, you two get to know each other."

"Hi, my name is Ning Xue."

Ning Xue didn't hesitate at all, and stretched out her fair little hand generously.

"Hello."

Yan Jun shook hands with the other party like a superficial touch.

It turned out to be a young lady!
And she looks so pretty!
Well done!
Shouldn't the Shenwei Bureau use a beauty trick on itself?
It's fine if it wasn't broadcast live, but there are seven high-definition cameras in this room!

Do I dare to move?Don't dare to move at all!