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

"My eyes are not dazzled, right? The shower and faucet stop dripping now?!"

"Brother Jun saw through the conspiracy of God of Death? Brother Jun surrendered without fighting, and humiliated Death God with a few words? I never dreamed that Brother Jun would have such a showy operation!!"

"Killing people is nothing more than that! It seems that my brother Jun has his own BUUF to restrain the god of death!"

"Does this mean that Brother Jun has enough ability to protect those who have triggered the omen of death???"

"I think the brothers upstairs are smart since they were young!"

It was the dead of night at this time, but the popularity in Yan Jun's live broadcast room did not weaken at all. On the contrary, it was because of Yan Jun's coquettish operation of "persuading the god of death" that many people were so excited that tears filled their eyes!

Yan Jun!

Such a young man who triggered the omen of death 'unremarkable' once again created a miracle!

He not only gave countless people hope to live tenaciously, but also stepped forward to lend a helping hand when others were in distress!

Humans are afraid of death, and it is the instinct of animals to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Just imagine, if one day you trigger the omen of death, is it possible to get the protection of Yan Jun, so as to defeat the god of death and break the three-day death curse? !

The hundreds of millions of viewers in front of the screen quickly figured this out.

For a while, the live broadcast room was full of excitement.

Countless people bought gifts for Yan Jun one after another, and the hands were super rocket treasure maps and the like. If there were too few of them, they would be ashamed to say hello.

"Brothers! Now the total amount of gifts in Brother Jun's live broadcast room is 3000 million, let's work harder and give Brother Jun 3 billion within [-] minutes!!"

"necessary!"

"I can't do a billion in 3 minutes, I will personally apologize to Brother Jun!"

"Upstairs, you're thinking about farts, and you're done with the gifts. What beautiful things are you thinking about!"

"Big brothers and sisters in the live broadcast room! I beg you, please don't swipe! The remaining one comes, and no one swipe a penny. I owe everyone a favor, okay? CNM is a rubbish recharge system. Why are there so many ink stains!"

"Go away!"

Countless people bought gifts in the live broadcast room or simply expressed their admiration and admiration for Yan Jun, or just to win Yan Jun's familiarity, hoping that one day they could get the protection of this chosen son.

During this period of time, hundreds of millions of viewers inevitably saw the number one ID, and a thought suddenly popped up in their hearts.

The richest man in Jiangcheng!

That is Miss Ning Xue's father!
Just when everyone hadn't seen the huge potential in Yan Jun, this boss had sharp eyesight and decisively spent a lot of money in Yan Jun's live broadcast room to win a chance for his precious daughter.

Right now!

In the picture, Ning Xue hugged Yan Jun tightly from behind, with a look of touch and dependence, happiness and sweetness.

Seeing such a scene, everyone naturally recalled their previous experience in the square.

So far, Yan Jun has saved Ning Xue twice!
Thinking of this level, hundreds of millions of viewers are terrified.

Is this the foresight of the richest man in Jiangcheng?
Boss really deserves to be a big boss, he is too foresighted! !
……

In Jiangcheng City, in a villa surrounded by mountains and rivers.

A charming woman with a good face and a graceful figure, wearing a purple sexy pajamas and exuding a mature feminine atmosphere, is sitting on the bed in the bedroom at the moment, her mouth is slightly opened, and a pair of slightly red beautiful eyes are staring wide open. , staring blankly at the laptop screen in front of her, her fair and plump chest rose and fell one after another, and her bright lips opened and closed like blue.

"Hey! Wife, have you seen the barrage?"

Ning Zhiguo put his arms around Lin Qiuhua's soft and slippery shoulders, and he couldn't hide the smug look on his face: "Netizens are praising your husband for his foresight! As Chairman Ning's beloved partner, do you also feel that How can you be honored?"

"Bah! Who cares! Don't be so stinky!"

"Ugh……"

Ning Zhiguo pretended to be disappointed, and sighed a long time: "I, Ning Zhiguo, are known to tens of millions of people for their foresight, sagacity and resoluteness, but some people beside me can't see it, and they always like to quarrel with me." , as someone’s husband, I’m such a failure!”

"Surnamed Ning, who are you talking about?"

"Say I've done it myself? Why are you still angry? Hehe!"

Snapped!
Lin Qiuhua bit her lip, knocked off her husband's hand on her shoulder, glanced at the live broadcast, blushed, and said in embarrassment and annoyance: "Hmph! The little bastard is pretending to be a ghost and bullying our family again." Xiaoxue!"

"Yeah! You're right, I still remember someone saying they want to beat mandarin ducks with sticks."

Ning Zhiguo held back his laughter, turned around and wanted to leave: "I'll take Xiaoxue home right now, don't let some little bastard get involved!"

"stop!"

With a scolding sound, Lin Qiuhua jumped out of the bed in his pajamas. He didn't care about the leaked spring, and grabbed his husband's neck from behind, and gritted his teeth with shame and hatred: "Ning Zhiguo! You're still in good spirits, aren't you? ?”

"Lin Qiuhua, apologize!"

"Don't even think about it! It's not over yet!"

"Then how is it over?"

"I want to see that little bastard really treats Xiaoxue of our family, instead of treating Xiaoxue like a maid!" Lin Qiuhua thought of Yan Jun molesting his precious daughter over and over again before, and he always had a heart.

……

In the dead of night, the bright moonlight filled the earth, and everything was silent.

Divine Guard Bureau, in Room [-].

A pair of soft arms hugged his waist tightly, and Yan Jun also rarely enjoyed this moment of tranquility and the gentleness that Ning Xue seemed to be merging into his body.

3 minutes have passed!
The bathroom returned to calm, and nothing unusual happened in the entire room.

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seems that the god of death was really 'dissuaded' by himself, is this the majestic god of death?It's really funny!
"Okay Xiaoxue, you can go take a shower now."

Yan Jun patted Ning Xue's little hands wrapped around his waist, slightly tilted his head back, and said something in a low voice.

"No, I'm afraid."

Ning Xue pressed her head tightly against Yan Jun's back, and whispered softly: "I just want to hug you like this."

"The god of death has been humiliated by me, so you can take a bath without worry."

Yan Jun also relaxed his vigilance at this time, wanting to tease this beloved girl, pretending to sniff his nose, and said with disgust: "Uh, I seem to smell the sweat on your body!"

"ah!!"

Like a frightened fawn, Ning Xue bounced off Yan Jun's back all of a sudden, her face flushed with shame, she lowered her head and hurried to the bathroom.

"Ha ha!"

Yan Jun chuckled, and was just about to turn around and go back to the bed to lie down, when suddenly a strong sense of crisis enveloped his whole body, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Jun suddenly realized a fatal negligence of his own, and his scalp exploded.

At the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the number above Ning Xue's head again.

3!

2!

1!