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

When they said this, the people from the Shenwei Bureau rushed over quickly, but they were still shocked when they saw the big ship in front of them.

"Send a message to Yan Jun to see what's going on with him."

Bureau Sun is also in a hurry now, if something happens, it may be too late, and this situation is not what they expected.

"His phone can't be reached now. I'm afraid they are behind this ship. Let's call out loudly and try." Shen Jian said.

No one in the following is more worried about the severe safety than him, no matter what, this matter will make him feel a little troublesome.

"it is good!"

"Yan Jun!"

"Yan Jun!"

All the people started calling Yan Jun's name together, and when Yan Jun heard the voice, he immediately responded.

"I'm here!"

Indeed, in comparison, those who died before this incident felt a little surprised, and it was a miracle to be able to hear his voice.

Ning Xue also walked over, with a surprised expression on her face, including those people who looked like they were about to be rescued.

Anyway.Now that this matter has become a foregone conclusion, then what happened next may not be so simple.

In any case, Yan Jun must save these people, no matter how many things they have done, this is what he must do.

"Believers, I hope you can understand my painstaking efforts. When you are in front of the camera, you must not talk nonsense."

Yan Jun's words made her a little confused, so why did such a sentence appear, he didn't understand it until he saw the live broadcast room not long after.

When Shen Jian and the others heard a voice?Immediately, he made a big circle around the boat, and finally saw Yan Jun.

When it was confirmed that there was nothing wrong with this person, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they were surprised when they saw the person next to him appear.

"These people are..."

"Old Zhou, believers, take him back first!" Yan Jun paused, "I'll take care of this myself."

Bureau Sun wanted to say something more, but after looking at the attitudes of the two, he quickly stopped talking.

"Let's go now."

Yan Jun looked at him, "Let's go."

The group quickly returned to the Shenwei Bureau.

No one spoke along the way, and Yan Jun still doesn't know why, he doesn't want to say these things.

Could it be telling the truth?Is it that difficult for them?Or is there something else hidden in this?

"Believers, no, I should call you Wang Lu."

Yan Jun looked at the information in his hand and said, "You are a university teacher, logically speaking, you should know the law better than anyone else."

"But why did you take the lead in doing such a thing? Do you really think that death will let you go?"

This is something that everyone doesn't understand. They can obviously have a bright future, but they do this kind of thing.

Wang Lu didn't have any words of rebuttal either, she just smiled when she heard him say these words.

"Maybe in the eyes of many people, I do have a bright future and a bright future, but how many people can know what I want?"

It is true that there is no way for people to empathize with certain things, but they can feel everyone's emotions and changes.

"Even if it's the same as what you said, but you have already made all of them lose their confidence in life. To put it bluntly, you are the god of death."

Yan Jun and her sat quietly in the room, the chat between the two was not so serious, it just seemed to be discussing this matter in general.

However, many people understand this matter, and I am afraid that only they themselves understand the seriousness of this matter.

"I've told you before that I'm a believer, so naturally I have something to do with the God of Death, it's just that you don't want to listen."

It is true that no one is willing to express this matter as a simple word, but people are always like this, and things they don't believe will always appear in front of them.

"There is no one now, you can tell me the secret about the god of death."

When Yan Jun said this sentence, it actually aroused his laughter.

"How can you be so sure that I will tell you the secret? And how can you be sure that I do have a secret with me?"

Yan Jun smiled slightly, "Isn't the connotation of what you talked to me before that you need a quiet place to tell me?"

These words actually made Wang Lu laugh, but it was a very relieved laugh.

"Sure enough, you are smart. What I can tell you is that the god of death appeared half by himself, and half was created by man."

"Maybe three days is just a transaction, or it can be regarded as an escape game."

In this way, all of them were a little surprised. Logically speaking, such a scene would only appear in movies or TV dramas.

But he still appeared in this place, and Yan Jun was always staring at the death countdown above his head, and he still had 30 seconds left.

"Don't talk, there are 30 seconds left, and your disaster will happen again."

Yan Jun doesn't want it to end before he has finished listening to the story, he must protect this person well during this period.

"System! Turn on foreseeing the future!"

"Ding! Foreseeing the future has started!"

As the sound of the machine fell, a picture clearly appeared in Yan Jun's mind, in the picture.

The two were talking, Wang Lu was talking about the god of death, Yan Jun was also listening, but this time they didn't hear any sound.

It seemed that someone was interfering with it, keeping him from knowing what they were supposed to be talking about.

All of a sudden, as they were talking, all the voices suddenly disappeared, and Wang Lu's face changed drastically, and she ruthlessly touched her neck.

In the next second, blood immediately overflowed from his mouth, and then he tightly covered his neck, trying to say something, but his expression turned ferocious.

The whole person looked as if someone had strangled his neck, and before the reinforcements had time to rescue him, he had already died on the stool.

This scene brought him back to his senses very quickly. This was simply a huge mistake. If he couldn't hear the conversation, there must be something interfering with it.

If I'm not mistaken, this thing is likely to be the god of death.