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

Bureau Sun's sudden appearance was not surprising.

But what shocked Yan Jun was that a countdown to death appeared above his head!
7356!

7355!

7354!

This sudden bad news made Yan Jun feel dizzy for a while.

Subconsciously looked back.

Ning Xue - 7346!

The two sword eyebrows slowly frowned, Yan Jun rubbed his temples, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley.

The countdown to their deaths was almost the same.

The god of death really wants to create a large-scale mass disaster!

Moreover, things may be more serious than I imagined!
"Yan Jun, here is a letter from a lonely man..."

Sun Bing appeared at the door with a smile on his face. Just as he explained his intentions, he found that Yan Jun's overall state was obviously not right. He seemed to be shocked and in pain when he saw him. His expression froze immediately, and he had a faint feeling of bad premonition in his heart. : "What... what's wrong?"

"fine."

Yan Jun waved his hands, trying to keep himself calm: "Another letter?"

Unexpectedly, only one day later, this mysterious man hiding in the dark and claiming to be a lonely person wrote to himself again.

"Yes." Bureau Sun nodded and delivered the letter.

"Forget it, let's take a look first."

Yan Jun sighed softly, and took the letter from Bureau Sun.

He remembered that last time the lonely man had only one sentence in his letter: I was you once, and you will be me eventually.

Yan Jun actually didn't have much affection for this mysterious riddler, but since there is another letter coming, it doesn't matter to read it, maybe this time he wrote useful information.

Tear off the envelope, Yan Jun spread the letter paper on the table.

Yan Jun:

You are far more miraculous than I imagined, but as your kind, I still want to give you a piece of advice. In this world, besides the God of Death, you should also beware of other things!
Your kind - the loners.

Same as last time, there was only one sentence, but it finally revealed some useful information.

Looking at the neatly imitated Song Dynasty fonts on the letter paper, Yan Jun narrowed his eyes slightly.

This lonely man is indeed suspected of being mysterious, but he seems to know more than he knows.

Be wary of something other than death!
What does this sentence mean?
The god of death is already difficult enough, how can I think about other things when I step on the horse?

Yan Jun couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

He had a vague premonition that the two would meet one day.

At that time, many doubts will be solved.

The most urgent task right now is that the mass disaster that Death God will create this time is more terrifying than what he imagined.

Director Sun has already entered the countdown to death, I am afraid that the entire No. 9 safe house...

"Yan Jun, I'll go back first."

Sun Ju was about to leave, but was stopped by Yan Jun.

"Wait."

"what happened?"

"Boss Sun, let me ask you something."

Yan Jun took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "From last night to now, has anything... abnormal happened to you?"

"Abnormal? No! Why..."

Before Director Sun could finish his sentence, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "What do you mean... I triggered the omen of death?!"

The voice fell.

Ning Xue in the room subconsciously let out a soft cry and covered her mouth.

Yan Jun sat down, first rubbed his temples, then covered his cheeks with his hands, and nodded slightly.

Seeing this scene, Sun Ju suddenly changed his color: "This!!"

After a while, the flustered look on his face gradually dissipated, and he tried his best to keep himself calm.

After all, he is the person in charge of the No. 9 safe house, even if the sky falls, he can't mess with himself, and there is still a heavy responsibility on his shoulders!

"Can……"

Director Sun frowned, and carefully recalled everything he had experienced from last night until now, and found that there was nothing suspicious, and then he said in surprise: "It's true that nothing unusual happened!"

Yan Jun shook his head and remained silent.

The surveillance eye rewarded by the system can never go wrong.

Since the countdown to death appeared above Director Sun's head, it must also be on the list of Reaper's harvest this time.

At the same time, the tens of millions of viewers in Yan Jun's live broadcast room were in an uproar when they learned that Bureau Sun had also triggered the omen of death.

"Damn it! What's going on? Director Sun is also being targeted by Death God?!"

"But Director Sun said that he didn't encounter any abnormal situation?"

"Don't take chances upstairs, do you still remember what happened to Zhou Ke? Sometimes the omen of death is triggered unintentionally, and the person involved may not be aware of it. But since Brother Jun said so, there must be no falsehood!"

"That's right, you can question the God of Death, but you can't question Brother Jun!"

"That said, I feel that the matter is serious!"

The hearts of countless viewers were pulled again.

Originally, what Brother Jun did yesterday gave them great confidence and hope, and the performance of the god of death later was indeed a bit hopeless.

Unexpectedly...

First, Brother Jun's abnormal behavior last night, and then when he woke up today, Jue Sun, the top leader of the safe house, also triggered the omen of death.

If it goes on like this, the situation will be very bad!

"Could it be that Brother Jun's provocative act of skydiving yesterday brought death's revenge again?" Suddenly, an audience sent such a striking barrage.

For a while, countless people were silent.

Because of the lessons learned from the past, the vast majority of audiences agree with this statement in their hearts.

The miraculous survival of Yan Jun's skydiving live broadcast did bring hope to many people, and they watched it very happily.

But the god of death is the god of death after all!

How can we tolerate wanton provocations by mortals?
When the god of death is angry, I am afraid that blood will flow into rivers!

Countless viewers trembled in their hearts.

"Hey! Brother Jun is good everywhere, but his personality is too rigid! There is no need to provoke Death!"

"Yeah, isn't it good to honestly protect those who trigger the omen of death? Do you have to be so ostentatious?"

"Upstairs, I disagree with you. Brother Jun was revenged by the god of death. Maybe it was because he protected others at a critical moment. Shouldn't he save someone's life? Besides, even if no one provokes the god of death, the god of death Have you stopped killing?"

The two questions were deafening, awakening some cowardly and delusional people, and the voices complaining about Yan Jun in the live broadcast room immediately decreased a lot.

room one.

Yan Jun sat on the chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

Sun Ju and Ning Xue who were on the side felt uneasy, but they didn't dare to disturb them.

After a while, Yan Jun slowly opened his eyes, his face sinking like water: "Bureau Sun, please get all the staff of Safe House No. 9 to gather."

"Everyone?"

Bureau Sun was stunned for a moment, smelling a deep sense of crisis from Yan Jun's words, and suddenly turned pale with shock: "You mean to say..."

"Ah."

Yan Jun nodded, covered his face with frost, and said word by word: "The god of death is afraid that he wants to destroy us!!"

In an instant, Sun Ju's face was pale.