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

Ning Xue knew it in her heart!I fell in love with Yan Jun 1 minute ago!

He couldn't witness Yan Jun pulling the trigger on his temple, so he had to rush to try to prevent the tragedy from happening.

But at this moment, Ning Xue couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart at all, she cried heartbreakingly, her legs were limp, her whole body seemed to be drained of strength in an instant, and she was still unable to stand up.

"Little Snow!"

At some point, Ning Zhiguo hugged his daughter, looked at Yan Jun in the middle of the square with blurred eyes, and comforted him in a trembling voice: "Calm down, calm down."

At this time, the three closest to Yan Jun were Zhou Ke, Ning Xue, and Ning Zhiguo.

Without exception, all three of them sat slumped on the ground, their minds blank.

In the monitoring room, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

After seeing such a scene, more than a dozen senior leaders of the Shenwei Bureau were sweating profusely from top to bottom without knowing it. No one in the room spoke, but there were heavy gasps one after another.

The same thought popped up in everyone's mind.

God, it's going to collapse!
Suddenly, Ju Sun, who was the leader, was dizzy before his eyes, and his body staggered and fell on the chair.

……

"Huh...huh...huh..."

"Death Watch Room" studio scene.

The host Xiaoou and psychology expert Professor Liu were dumbfounded when they saw the scene of Yan Jun holding a gun to his temple, and they just stood there blankly.

Not a still picture!
"Whirring whirring……"

The heavy panting sound at the side brought Xiaoou back to his senses a little bit. Seeing Professor Liu's face flushed and short of breath, he panicked instantly, flustered with nervousness, and said in a trembling voice: "Professor Liu! Professor Liu, are you okay? Don't you?" scare me!!"

"Huhu...quick...quick effect...quick effect Jiuxin Pill..."

Professor Liu had difficulty breathing, his old face was flushed, and he struggled to utter a few words: "In...in my...pocket!!"

Xiaoou has a professional background in broadcasting and hosting, and she has excellent grades and strong psychological quality. Both her hosting skills and on-the-spot reaction ability are top-notch.

But even so, she was stunned when she encountered this situation, and her mind went blank.

It's just hosting a show, can you also encounter such a situation?
What should I do if a guest of the program suddenly falls ill during the live broadcast?
This... is not taught in this school! !
Moreover, I have never learned first aid knowledge while riding a horse! !

For a moment, Xiaoou was bewildered and sweated.

At the critical moment, the elder brother who was still anti-camera rushed up, found the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill from Professor Liu Siming's pocket, and fed it into Professor Liu's mouth.

……

at the same time.

Yan Jun's live broadcast room.

In the last second, when 7000 million viewers heard that Yan Jun was going to bet his life with the god of death, they were worried and curious about what method Yan Jun would take.

But in the next second, I saw the revolver pressed against Brother Jun's temple.

Russian Roulette!

All six bullets are full!

The pistol is [-]% jam free!

I bet it's all six duds! !

These few words, every word made the hearts of all those who worshiped Yan Jun jump in fear and scalp numbness in the live broadcast room.

crazy!Really crazy!
Brother Jun's gamble with the god of death can no longer be described as crazy, it is simply... crazy! ! !
Suddenly, they thought of what Yan Jun said before.

If I win, I hope the friends who watch my live broadcast will not lose the courage to live!

Brother Jun is... taking his own life to save the world!
In ancient times, there were monks who cut meat and fed it to eagles, but now there is a strict king who bets his life to inspire the world!

Countless people couldn't help but shed tears.

"Brother Jun! I beg you, don't pull the trigger! What you said just now has inspired me! There's no need to do that at all!"

"Brother Jun! Put the gun down quickly! I begged you on my knees?!"

"The sage said, if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, you must not make unnecessary sacrifices!"

"From today onwards, I, Zhu Dagang, swear that I will never commit suicide and fight death to the end!!"

"From today onwards, I, Zhang Zhiqiang, swear that I will never commit suicide and fight death to the end!"

"From today onwards, I, Zhou Xiaoyun, swear that I will never commit suicide and fight death to the end!"

"Brother Jun, my name is He Tian. I triggered the omen of death an hour ago and wanted to commit suicide by jumping off the building, but now, I will stop jumping. I will fight against the God of Death tenaciously to the end! The God of Death in a dog day, your rush! I'm coming! Don't touch my brother Jun!!!"

……

this world.

this second.

There are more than 7000 million people praying in their hearts that Yan Jun put down the gun in his hand, and don't play this death-defying gamble with the god of death.

They believe that Yan Jun has the ability to defeat the god of death, and he has great luck.

However, they couldn't believe it anyway, all six rounds of the revolver in Yan Jun's hand were duds.

However, the next second.

Yan Jun's index finger still moved, and he pulled the trigger resolutely. Everyone's heart twitched suddenly, and some timid ones even covered their eyes and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

click!
……

The trigger did pull.

However, the gunshots miraculously did not ring out.

Yan Jun's head was not pierced, and the cold smile was still on his Qingyi and handsome face.

Everyone was stunned! !
Fuck!What happened? !

The revolver is [-]% jam free!

Could it be that, as Brother Jun said, this bullet might be a dud? !
This... a probability of one in a billion, something that is simply impossible, actually happened to Brother Jun! ! !
A miracle happened?
Brother Jun defeated the god of death? ? ?

At this moment, countless people suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that was hanging in the sky finally fell down.

Good luck!

Luckily!
After a brief silence, Yan Jun's live broadcast room was boiling!

"Brother Jun! I'm shaking all over now, but I still want to post this barrage, Brother Jun is awesome!!"

"Brother Jun! You won! This shit god of death can't do anything to you at all, you are right, god of death is just a clown hiding in a dark corner, useless, hahaha!!"

"Brother Jun, stop, you've already won!"

"Brother Jun, can you put the gun down first? Can I beg you?"

First shot, dud!

Yan Jun has been favored by the goddess of luck!

But everyone knew in their hearts that such a thing was too unreal, and they didn't even dare to think about it in their dreams. Once it happened, it was already a miracle among miracles.

If Yan Jun pulls the trigger again...

Everyone prayed in their hearts that Jun Yan would stop here, but they also knew that with Jun Yan's character of keeping what he said, he couldn't be persuaded no matter what.

In the end, what they were worried about happened!

In the live broadcast, Yan Jun stood up and pulled the trigger again.