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

After Lin Qiuhua realized the seriousness of the matter, he immediately said seriously: "Don't worry, husband, I will keep it secret."

As the wife of the richest man in Jiangcheng, she still has some sense of propriety.

Ning Zhiguo nodded, still staring ahead, driving the car intently, and did not rush to speak.

Lin Qiuhua looked at her husband and waited patiently.

next moment.

Ning Zhiguo took a deep breath, frowned, and said slowly: "Last night, Jun Yan told me on the phone that Jiangcheng might be in danger!"

The voice fell.

Lin Qiuhua was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Jiang City might be in danger? What do you mean?"

Ning Zhiguo was silent for a few seconds, and explained word by word: "A large-scale disaster!"

"Yan Jun means... Jiangcheng will also have a large-scale disaster?!"

Lin Qiuhua's eyes widened instantly, his face was shocked, and his breathing became rapid, "Is it like the Ruian community? Thousands of people triggered the omen of death?"

"I don't know."

Ning Zhiguo shook his head, his tone became more and more low, "Jun Yan didn't tell me the specific situation, I guess he was just guessing. But listening to Jun Yan's tone at the time, I can feel that if the god of death continues to retaliate against him, If a disaster is to be caused in the entire city, its scale must be an order of magnitude larger than that of the Rui'an community!"

"At that time, hundreds of thousands, millions of people may be threatened with death!"

"Mass disaster for millions of people?!!"

After hearing what her husband said, Lin Qiuhua subconsciously gasped, and his face turned pale.

Is it so scary?
It is true that the god of death has come to this world, and it is true that the god of death has harvested the lives of tens of millions of people in the past three months.

But the mass disasters created by the god of death are really not many, and they are usually on the scale of dozens or hundreds of people.

The large-scale disaster that affected more than 6000 people in the Ruian Community is already an exaggeration.

If Yan Jun had not been able to turn the tide at the last moment and deceive the god of death with the strategy of "crossing the sea", then the scale of this disaster would rank among the top ten in the world.

From this it can be seen that...

If, as Yan Jun guessed, the god of death wanted to create a large-scale disaster for millions of people in Jiangcheng City, how insane it would be!
That's millions of fresh lives!
Is the god of death really capable of doing it? !
Before he knew it, Lin Qiuhua's lips turned white, his body began to tremble, and beads of sweat oozed from his smooth forehead.

Compared with her husband, Lin Qiuhua's psychological quality was a little weaker, so after hearing such shocking news, his heart trembled.

But then again.

People with a little bit of conscience, after hearing such news, will inevitably feel depressed and out of breath.

"No, husband? Are you a little alarmist, scaring yourself?"

I don't know if it was out of fear, or something else, but 1 people in Lin Qiuhua didn't believe that the god of death was about to harvest the lives of millions of people in Jiangcheng, "There is no such precedent in the world! How could it just happen to Jiangcheng? gone?"

After the words fell, Ning Zhiguo smiled wryly, "I hope this is alarmist talk more than you, but my wife, think about it, is there a second Yanjun in the world?"

"He appeared in Jiangcheng City and has been targeted by the God of Death, so there is a high possibility that unprecedented large-scale disasters will continue to erupt in this city in the future!"

"Besides, even though Yan Jun was lucky enough to save the more than 6000 people in the case of the Rui'an community, his behavior of 'deceiving' the god of death will definitely have sequelae!"

"If nothing else happens, the god of death will definitely launch a new round of crazy revenge on Yan Jun!!"

Ning Zhiguo's voice was trembling, and cold sweat began to break out on his face.

After Yan Jun asked him to leave Jiangcheng City as soon as possible last night, it took him half an hour to gradually realize the seriousness of this matter.

Since Yan Jun told himself such news in advance, it must not be aimless.

Numerous facts have proved that Yan Jun's predictive ability is perfect.

Therefore, Ning Zhiguo followed Yan Jun's suggestion without hesitation. After watching his daughter Xiaoxue being picked up by Zhou Ke, he immediately drove his wife Lin Qiuhua to Binhai City without even having time to pack his luggage.

After Lin Qiuhua digested her husband's words in his mind, his face suddenly turned pale.

At this moment, she had to admit that her husband's analysis made sense.

If things really went as Yan Jun expected, then the entire Jiangcheng City might become a purgatory on earth!
moment.

Lin Qiuhua was so frightened that tears came out, and tremblingly said: "Old...husband! Xiaoxue...she is still in Jiangcheng!"

"I know that."

Ning Zhiguo nodded, and said calmly, "Xiaoxue should be safe if she stays by Yan Jun's side."

"Should?!" Liu Qiuhua looked at Ning Zhiguo with tears in his eyes.

"Ugh……"

Ning Zhiguo sighed helplessly, "Jun Yan, the 'chosen son of heaven', is indeed like the lucky one sent by heaven to fight against the god of death, but whether he has the ability to protect the more than 2000 million people in Jiangcheng City, to be honest, I really don't know Not much bottom."

"In the past few days, he has repeatedly created miracles, and he always saved the day at critical moments. It seems miraculous, but he has been dancing on the tip of the knife. If he is a little careless, he will lose everything."

"May he go down forever with good luck!"

Hearing these words, Lin Qiuhua felt uneasy, frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "Husband, what do you think about asking Yan Jun to take Xiaoxue and leave Jiangcheng as soon as possible?"

Ning Zhiguo was stunned for a moment, and then smiled wryly: "It's useless, where is Lord Yan, there is the battlefield where he is fighting with the god of death! You can't escape!"

next second.

Seeing Lin Qiuhua's sad face and worried look, he immediately comforted him and said, "Okay wife, it's a blessing or a curse, and a disaster can't be avoided. Let's resign ourselves to fate!"

"Husband, why don't we go back?"

Lin Qiuhua had tears on his face, sniffed his nose, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want our family to be separated at this time."

"What are you talking about?!"

Ning Zhiguo criticized angrily: "Let's go back now, what else can we do besides causing trouble for Lord Yan? The reason he asked us to leave Jiangcheng City is to spend less time on snacks and spend more energy on saving people." What did Jun Yan say, we'll be done with what we do, what should we do if we think so much?"

After finishing speaking, Ning Zhiguo slightly rolled down the co-pilot's window.

A gust of cool wind blows head-on.

The extremely depressed mood in Lin Qiuhua's heart immediately eased a lot.

……

Jiangcheng.

Outside a villa surrounded by mountains and rivers, forty strong men dressed in uniforms had already ambushed around the villa through the early morning mist.

When the man in the lead gave an order, these people immediately moved into action, with a fierce light shining in everyone's eyes.