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

After a while.

Huang Yongzhou's eyes flickered, he didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly turned over and got up from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, his knees softened, and with a plop, he knelt down towards the door.

"Lord Death!"

"Lord Reaper! I am of one mind with you! I did this to help you share some 'work'!"

"Since you don't want me to do this, then I will never incite others to commit suicide! Please let me live!"

"Please let me live! I don't want to die yet!!"

Huang Yongzhou clasped his hands together, his face was full of begging, with tears and snot in his nose, he looked extremely devout.

The words fall.

He didn't say anything else, just kowtowed on the ground a few times.

Not only that, he kowtowed dozens of heads in four different directions, east, west, north, south, praying that the god of death would hear his words and let him go.

After kowtowing, Huang Yongzhou was in a daze and almost fainted on the ground.

Even so, he still gritted his teeth and forcibly pulled himself together, expecting some changes in his situation.

Logically speaking, my 'sincerity' should be enough.

However, all is uneventful.

In the huge living room, nothing happened.

But the more this happened, the more panicked Huang Yongzhou felt.

What do you mean?
The god of death has no time to deal with an ant like himself?
Or did the Grim Reaper acquiesce to his request?

Although the possibility of the latter is very small, Huang Yongzhou, who is afraid of death, still has some illusions in his heart.

As long as I can live!
As long as he can survive, he can give up all dignity, face, money, morality, and bottom line.

After thinking for a while, Huang Yongzhou's eyes flickered, and with a feeling of anxiety, he raised his voice in vain.

"Lord Death!"

"I am willing to be your running dog!"

"If you agree, you might as well give me a hint to withdraw that message, okay?"

"I, Huang Yongzhou, swear to the sky, from now on, you are my lifelong belief! If you violate it, you will be struck by lightning!!"

When Huang Yongzhou made this oath, he unconsciously thought of the tragic scene of Yan Jun being struck to death by lightning on the rooftop, and couldn't help shivering.

The voice fell.

Inside and outside the house, it was still quiet without any movement.

His villa is located in the suburbs of Jiangcheng City. It is usually used for trysts with lovers. It is very hidden. Even his wife and son don't know the existence of this villa.

Because of this, he will show his loyalty to the god of death without any scruples, without worrying about being heard by outsiders.

next moment.

Huang Yongzhou picked up the phone, his whole body trembled violently, his eyelids twitched wildly.

He knows in his heart that he is not like Yan Jun, who has the luck against the sky and the ability to predict the death of anyone, so naturally he will not be "specially cared for" by the god of death.

Therefore, unilaterally wanting to make such a deal with Death is completely wishful thinking.

But even so, he was unwilling to give up this chance of survival.

Even if there is only one ten thousandth hope, he will hold on to it with all his strength and never let go.

MD!

Stretching out the head and slashing, retracting the head is also a slash, afraid of a bird! !
After Huang Yongzhou finished cheering himself up, he decisively unlocked the phone and clicked on the chat group.

"???"

"???"

"???"

"Group leader, what do you mean by stepping on a horse? Are you hiding your ears and stealing your bell? I saw everything?!"

"That's right! Group leader, you are a real dog! Do you think we are blind?"

"Damn it! The group leader is too hateful, let's report him!"

"Damn! I just went to the bathroom, what happened?"

"Go through the chat history yourself!"

"You are stupid, the message just now has been withdrawn. Brother who doesn't know the truth, I will add you as a friend and private message you!"

Huang Yongzhou was at a loss when he saw the large series of group chat messages in front of him.

However, the last sentence made his eyes widen suddenly, and his heart beat wildly.

What the hell!what's the situation?
The information was really withdrawn? !

A miracle happened?
The god of death agreed to his wish to be his follower? !

For a moment, Huang Yongzhou was so excited that his heart almost jumped out, and he quickly flipped through the chat records with his trembling index finger.

After three seconds.

Freeze the picture on the phone screen!

A line of small characters in the chat group was successfully captured by him.

"The King's Landing has withdrawn a message!"

Continue to browse, and the text message of hatred just now disappeared without a trace.

In an instant.

Huang Yongzhou was so excited that tears filled his eyes, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.

Death agreed!
Death promised himself! !

My little life was finally saved! ! !

Heaven pays off...

Do not!
Death pays off! !

For this moment, it can be said that he has exhausted all his means, and he does not hesitate to exchange the lives of many innocent people in exchange for his own life.

in the end……

If I had known that I could use this method to get 'forgiveness' from the God of Death, what would Fei Na be doing?

In fact, I should have figured it out long ago.

In this world, the god of death is the only master of the world.

Yan Jun is just a lucky clown.

Although he has created many miracles, once the god of death moves on him, the consequences...

Fortunately, I put all my hopes on that stupid kid before.

Relying on a little ability, he ignorantly confronted the god of death, and the result was only a dead end.

Only surrender to the god of death is the kingly way!
hey-hey!I must be the first person to find out the "character" of the god of death!

From today onwards, not only will he not die, but he will be protected by the god of death and enslave all the people who have dominated him before.

Huang Yongzhou snorted coldly, then laughed sinisterly.

Yan Jun, Yan Jun, I'm afraid you would never have imagined in your dreams that you have worked so hard to fight against the god of death and save those ignorant people in the world, but in the end you actually made me a wedding dress!

young man!

Still too young! !
It's such a pity that a stupid and upright person like you has such unfathomable luck.

With the artifact in hand, he actually wanted to save everyone!

Hehe, how can it be so easy to be a hero!
Are you all right now?
Forget it, I don't care about you anymore, no matter how you say it, it was you, an idiot, who gave me the inspiration to get me on the line of Lord Death.

So, your tragic death is worthwhile.

rest in peace!
Don't think about being a hero in your next life!
"conquered by you like this……"

"Being conquered by you just like that...hahaha..."

Huang Yongzhou was in a good mood, and he was very excited. He was planning to send a big red envelope to the idiots in the group who had been bewitched by him before, to make up for their 'spiritual loss'.

But after thinking about it, I am now a disciple of Lord Reaper, no matter what I do, I must completely obey the "instructions" of Lord Reaper, and I cannot make arbitrary opinions.

Not only that, but you also have to pay attention to all the abnormal situations around you, and accurately comprehend the will of Lord Shinigami.

"Calm down! Be sure to calm down! Hehe!!"

Huang Yongzhou tried to calm down, but his heart was already overjoyed.