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

"Brother Yan, try it!" Zhou Ke was full of anticipation.

Yan Jun looked down and found a suitable place to land in front of him, so he made a forward gesture, took a deep breath, and gave orders to the eight golden eagles above his head: "Football field 50 meters ahead! Land!"

This scene looks like a second class, but it is actually a second class.

Even Yan Jun himself felt a little ashamed.

But as the words fell, the eight golden eagles above their heads seemed to understand, they kept flapping their wings and flew towards the football field ahead, and slowly began to land.

80 meters!
40 meters!
20 meters!
Yan Jun and Zhou Ke landed smoothly, and landed in the center of the football field precisely.

The moment his two feet stepped on the ground, Zhou Ke's body softened, and he slumped down on the ground. He looked at Yan Jun with a pair of deep eyes, and his expression was astonished.

At the same time, the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room were once again stunned by Yan Jun's miraculous operation.

"Damn it! That's okay? Isn't this eagle too spiritual?!"

"Brother Jun, you still say you can't command these eight golden eagles?!"

"720-degree panoramic sunroof, voice remote control for precise landing, [-] kilometers of fuel consumption for one head, nature's overlord in the air, and national first-class protected animals will take you to experience the ultimate enjoyment of flying in the sky!"

"Brother Jun's face! What kind of supercar, private jet, compared to these eight golden eagles of Brother Jun, it's so weak, isn't it?"

"Coach, I want this!"

"The coach said, I still want to ride a horse!"

The live broadcast room was full of excitement, and countless viewers were envious of Yan Jun, but also extremely surprised.

It stands to reason that a raptor like a golden eagle is very lonely, and it is difficult for even a professional falconer to subdue this animal.

But how did you get here, Brother Jun...

Inexplicably, eight golden eagles flew over to rescue each other desperately, and they could still understand Brother Jun's instructions after they were done.

Is this the charm of the Chosen One?
Countless netizens were so envious that their eyes were red.

Seeing that Yan Jun and Zhou Ke landed smoothly, besides the joy of hundreds of millions of netizens, some people in the No. 9 safe house who cared about them the most had finally landed the stone in their hearts, and couldn't help crying with joy for a while.

"Take them back to the safe house immediately!"

After the leader Sun Ju said this, he strode out of the monitoring room while wiping his tears with a handkerchief.

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"Ding! Congratulations to the host for saving a life, merit point +1!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for saving a life, merit point +1!"

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After Yan Jun completed such an exciting feat of miraculously surviving an 8000-meter skydive, the hundreds of millions of viewers who watched the live broadcast felt the courage and determination of Yan Jun to fight to the death to the end, and everyone was deeply moved. Inspired.

Before that, they respected and feared Yan Jun.

What is admired is that Yan Jun brought hope to countless people with his unparalleled courage, and what is feared is that after he provoked the God of Death, he was crazily retaliated by the God of Death. People who came into contact with him triggered the omen of death one after another.

They thought that Yan Jun would linger in the hands of the god of death, and he sank down.

Unexpectedly, he "intensified" on the contrary, and Zhou Ke, who triggered the omen of death, continued to provoke the god of death in this frenzied way, and proved to the world what kind of existence the "son of heaven" really is.

In this world, no force can obliterate Yan Jun, including himself.

Not only that, but he has enough ability to protect those around him.

After thinking about these two things clearly, countless people are filled with hope, as if they feel that the light is right in front of them.

Especially those who have triggered the omen of death and are about to commit suicide, after watching Yan Jun's live broadcast, they immediately abandoned this stupid idea.

When Brother Jun was only 2000 meters above the ground, he still had a smile on his face, firmly believing that a miracle would happen.

How can I give up easily? !

Listening to the system prompts that kept ringing in his mind, and seeing the people of Jiangcheng pouring into the football field, Yan Jun was extremely relieved.

There are merit points.

It also brought hope to countless people.

Best of both worlds!

Just as the fanatical people were preparing to rush up with excitement, the eight golden eagles hovering over Yan Jun's head all made a sharp eagle chirping sound at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, each of them flapped their wings and landed on the lawn, guarding eight directions respectively, surrounding Yan Jun and Zhou Ke, with fierce eyes, and crisp screams from their mouths, as if they were driving away the enemy.

In an instant, the crowd retreated timidly.

Everyone at the scene, including the hundreds of millions of viewers who witnessed this scene in the live broadcast room, was once again shocked.

These eight golden eagles are too spiritual! !

What about those who are naturally arrogant, aggressive, and do not bow to any species?

Why do you act like a pet in front of Brother Jun, showing all kinds of hospitality and protecting the Lord?

The first-level protected animal is willing to be Brother Jun's pet and protector, this is so awesome!
"Brother Yan... this..."

Zhou Ke got up slowly, staring at the golden eagle guarding eight directions, dumbfounded.

With the help of Yan Jun, he also enjoyed the feeling of being protected by the golden eagle for a while, which can be said to be flattered.

Yan Jun didn't expect such a situation, and a wry smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Looks like the Lucky Capsules did the trick!
These eight golden eagles not only saved themselves and Zhou Ke, but also lingered on, completely treating themselves as their masters.

The rows and grids are indeed full, but how can I have the energy to take care of these eight golden eagles?
Thinking of this, Yan Jun hesitated for a moment, then tentatively spoke.

"Uh, that... eight Brother Eagles, go back where you came from, oh yes, it's best to keep one of them."

After the voice fell, the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room could not wait to run along the network cable and strangle Yan Jun to death.

"Listen! Listen! This is a human language! Where did you come from? Where do you go? Brother Jun, I beg you to be human!!"

"Brother Rendiao was saving your life just now, and he was cooperating with you to pretend to be aggressive. After that, why don't you put it here to kill flies?!"

"Bastard! Ruthless!"

"Brother Jun, please don't! If you dislike Brother Diao, how about selling me one? I'll offer 1000 million, no! I'll offer 2000 million! Buy it now!!"

"Upstairs, I suggest you find out what the crime is for buying and selling animals under national first-class protection!"

"Such spiritual golden eagles, I am willing to keep them all if I sell my pants on horseback. Brother Jun, please don't treat them like this, okay?"

"Brother upstairs, the layout is too small, I am willing to sell my ass to raise Brother Eagle."

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Yan Jun couldn't help but smile bitterly.

On the lawn, eight golden eagles flapping their dark brown wings turned around one after another. The needle-like sword-like feathers on their necks reflected a golden luster under the sunlight, and their fierce eyes were looking at Yan Jun's moment immediately flashed a soft light, revealing a strong attachment and reluctance.