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

"Then tell me what Brother Jun is doing with the gun? Are you pissing off the air?"

"I can guess Brother Jun's thoughts when I step on the horse? If you continue to read, it's over!"

"We really can't guess what Brother Jun is thinking, but I know one thing, the purpose of the gun is to kill people!"

A simple bullet screen made the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room shudder and surprised at the same time.

Didn't Brother Jun want to protect everyone? Why did it involve killing people? !
For a moment, everyone stared at the live broadcast screen with wide eyes, not daring to miss any details.

But at this moment, the live broadcast of Yan Jun was suddenly cut off, no matter how much it was refreshed, it would not display any images.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of viewers were dumbfounded.

The dense greetings in the chat box flashed like lightning.

Everyone went crazy.

"Fuck!!! What does Jun brother mean?!"

"Don't let us see it at a critical moment?"

"What's going on? Who can explain it to me?!"

"I promise, if this is a movie, I will definitely set the movie theater on fire!!"

"It doesn't make sense. Brother Jun wants to fight against the god of death, shouldn't he broadcast it live to give everyone confidence and hope?"

"Could it be that...Brother Jun doesn't have the confidence to protect so many people this time?!"

As soon as this comment appeared in the chat box, it was immediately recognized, and the heart that countless people were gripping sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

Anxiety, irritability, anger, curiosity, loss, despair...

All kinds of emotions were intertwined, and hundreds of millions of viewers watched Yan Jun's live broadcast room, and their mentality exploded.

……

After Yan Jun ordered someone to turn off the live broadcast, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

so close!

It almost caused a catastrophe because of my own carelessness.

If these crazy guys also watch their live broadcast, wouldn't it be...

2 minute later.

He Liang took two staff members to fetch three assault rifles, and loaded a dozen full magazines by the way.

"Give me a hand." Yan Jun said.

He Liang was taken aback for a moment, and asked Director Sun what he meant with his eyes. After seeing Director Sun nodded, he handed the gun to Jun Yan.

It was heavy to start with, weighing more than ten kilograms.

After Yan Jun fiddled with it a little, he asked He Liang for a magazine.

"Hey! Brother Yan, that's not how you hold a rifle!"

Zhou Ke on the side was terrified when he saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold the muzzle of the gun to the sky, speaking with a trembling voice: "There are so many people at the scene, remember not to point the muzzle of the gun at people, and try to point to the sky as much as possible. Brother Yan, what the hell are you doing?" What do you want to do, give us some insight into it?"

"No hurries?"

Yan Jun said angrily: "Old Zhou, have you ever played with an assault rifle?"

"Uh, played."

"I'll give you 30 seconds to teach me how to shoot!" Yan Jun said with a slightly commanding tone.

"This one……"

Zhou Ke's face suddenly collapsed, and his body began to tremble slightly.

Having learned the lesson of being frightened half to death by Yan Jun the previous two times, Zhou Ke really didn't dare to teach Yan Jun to use this assault rifle, in case this kid made something wrong again...

He has been scared by Yan Jun, the kind that makes his heart tremble.

Zhou Ke took a careful look at Yan Jun's expression at the moment, and there was no weird smile on his face, but cold as ice.

This expression made him even more confused!
"This one……"

Zhou Ke tremblingly said: "Brother Yan, listen to me, this assault rifle is not a joke, I know your luck is against the sky, but what if..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Jun: "Old Zhou, are you out of your mind? Do you think I will hit my forehead with a rifle?"

"Then what do you want to do?!" Zhou Ke was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"What are you talking so much about?"

Yan Jun glanced at the countdown to death above everyone's heads, with less than 3 minutes remaining, and his tone of voice lost his patience: "Old Zhou, everything I'm doing now is to save everyone, you hesitate for a second now, All of you are more risky. In a word, do you teach or not?"

The voice fell.

Zhou Ke's face became even more ugly, so he had no choice but to ask Director Sun for his opinion.

"Captain Zhou, do as Yan Jun said!"

Bureau Sun sighed heavily, his expression was extremely solemn, and he was unwilling in every possible way, but except for Yan Jun, no one knew what would happen next. I hope that Yan Jun can live up to everyone's expectations and continue to create miracles!

Zhou Ke gave a wry smile, and had no choice but to pull Yan Jun aside, and quickly handed Yan Jun the method of using the assault rifle.

In less than a minute, Yan Jun had already figured it out completely.

"For the other two assault rifles, one was given to Zhou Ke and the other to Feng Bin, and the magazines were shared equally among the three."

Yan Jun returned to the crowd with a gun in his hand, and gave instructions to the vice-captain He Liang.

"This..." He Liang asked Sun Bureau again with his eyes.

"Do as Yan Jun said!" Director Sun gritted his teeth and said decisively.Since you choose to believe in Yan Jun, you must believe thoroughly.

Zhou Ke and Feng Bin took the gun and the magazine, with expressions of nervousness and bewilderment.

102!

101!

100!

Looking at the death countdown on Feng Bin's head, Yan Jun glanced at the crowd, and then his eyes fell on Sun Ju, with an extremely serious tone: "Sun Ju, I will leave this place to you. I only have one request, no matter what happens later. What's going on, make sure everyone can't leave my sight!!"

Sun's face froze, feeling the seriousness of the situation from Yan Jun's words, and immediately nodded heavily: "Don't worry! Xiao He, you and the action team are responsible for protecting everyone's safety!"

"Yes!"

"Old Zhou, Feng Bin, follow me!"

A stern look flashed in Yan Jun's eyes, and he just turned around and was about to walk towards the gate of the safe house when he heard a shout.

"Jun Yan..."

Ning Xue's beautiful eyes were filled with mist, her pretty face turned pale, she bit her lips with a worried look that hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry! It's alright!"

Yan Jun said something lightly, and led the two of them towards the gate.

See this scene.

The more than 60 people present were trembling with nervousness, and their hearts were hanging in their throats.

Three men, three assault rifles, four full magazines each.

Yan Jun, what exactly do you want to do? !

……

There is a commercial building 9 meters northwest of No. 700 safe house, with a full 46 floors. It was originally one of the landmark buildings in Jiangcheng City.

But with the advent of the god of death, a small-scale disaster occurred in the building two months ago, and 17 people died on the spot.

Since then, no one has dared to stay inside the building.

Right now, it is already an empty building.

However, at this moment.

On the edge of the roof of the building, there was a man wearing a black windbreaker with a sullen face, holding a sniper rifle with a barrel that was a full meter long in his hand, maintaining a motionless posture.

Through the [-]x scope on the sniper rifle, a pair of deep eyes with a cold light fixed on the door of the safe house.

He is the leader of the believers - Fang Xiao!
But from the day he founded the Believers organization, he has only had one name—Believers No. [-]!
"Number three! Number three!"

Fang Xiao stared at the door of the safe house, his voice filled with a bone-chilling chill.

"Received on the [-]rd! Please instruct!"

A young man's voice came from the mobile phone next to him.

With his left eye close to the scope, Fang Xiao's originally stern and sullen face became even more chilly. After the sniper rifle moved a little bit left and right, there was a slight grin on the corner of his mouth: "No guards were found at the gate of the safe house, and the sacrifice to the gods was as planned." conduct!"