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

Although the two are colleagues and get along relatively well on weekdays, Zhou Ke still resolutely rejected Yang Xiaoqing's request.

It's not that he's unkind.

But brother 'Yan Jun' was struck to death by the god of death by using the power of heaven and earth to attract lightning. His whole body was scorched black and his remains were unsightly.

He was worried that Yang Xiaoqing would not be able to bear such a blow after seeing such a strict king, and would have an instant mental breakdown.

On the other hand, as a brother who has experienced life and death together, Zhou Ke must leave the last trace of dignity to Yan Jun.

People are dead, so what's the point of looking more?

everything is over!
If there is no accident, after losing the opponent of Brother Yan Jun, the god of death will become more and more unscrupulous in the future, and the entire human race will also face annihilation.

Zhou Ke thought sadly in his heart.

"Captain Zhou! Just one look! I beg you...don't delay!" Yang Xiaoqing begged in tears.

Saying that, she knelt down directly.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ke was somewhat surprised in his heart.

It seems that during the time when Yang Xiaoqing was alone with Yan Jun, the two had already established a relatively deep relationship.

But even so, Zhou Ke couldn't agree to her.

"Xiao Yang, you can't come back to life after death, you should go back and rest first!"

"When I go back to the funeral, I'll let you know that we will send brother Yan off together for the last time!"

The voice fell.

Zhou Ke wiped away his tears fiercely, and then put the 'Yan Jun' on the stretcher in the car together with several staff members of the Shenwei Bureau.

The vehicle is ready to start.

More than 6000 people in the community cried loudly.

At the same time, the billions of viewers in the live broadcast room burst into tears after seeing such a scene.

Many people even fainted from crying.

Brother Jun's body is about to be sent away!
From now on, Brother Jun can no longer appear under the camera in the live broadcast room!

This high-spirited "son of the chosen one" can no longer fight against the god of death, and has repeatedly created miracles, bringing hope to countless people!
"Brother Jun, go all the way!"

"Brother Jun! You will always live in my heart!"

"Brother! Go ahead, I'll go down and find you for a drink later!"

"Death! Come out and kill me now! I want to be with Brother Jun forever!!"

"Brothers in Jiangcheng City, please give Brother Jun a ride for me!"

……

A black car drove into the Ruian community, rolled over the stagnant water on the ground, and splashed bursts of water.

Vehicle stopped.

Ning Zhiguo got out of the car sweating profusely. Seeing that the body of 'Yan Jun' had been loaded into the ambulance, he subconsciously wanted to go over to take a last look, but he stopped as soon as he took a step. Wiping away the tears and sweat mixed together on his face, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound from his throat. He seemed to be ten years older.

After a while.

The ambulance drove past him.

During the short exchange, Ning Zhiguo and Zhou Ke who was sitting in the passenger cab exchanged glances, both of them looked blank and said nothing.

next moment.

Ning Zhiguo looked at the ambulance leaving, took a deep breath, returned to the cab, and started the car.

Just like that, the two cars drove out of the Rui'an community, one in front and the other behind.

"Brother Jun..."

Accompanied by a loud cry, more than 6000 residents in the community also chased them out.

The ambulance carrying the body of 'Yan Jun' was driving on the road in Jiangcheng City.

Ning Zhiguo drove the car and followed closely behind.

In less than a minute, a private car followed, maintaining the same speed.

Immediately afterwards, the third, fourth, fifth...

Soon, a long queue formed behind the ambulance, and people continued to join in spontaneously.

Wherever they passed, many citizens of Jiangcheng City stood on the side of the road and paid attention to them.

Behind the car queue, there are countless people chasing after with tears in their eyes.

at the same time.

One drone after another appeared above the ambulance, and the high-definition camera captured this spectacular picture and transmitted it to the major live broadcast rooms in real time.

Such a picture moved countless netizens, but also made their hearts ache.

……

Yan Jun sat on the sofa at Yang Xiaoqing's house, and the room was pitch black.

Suddenly, he felt the outside quiet down, and his eyelids twitched subconsciously.

Should something happen?

Yan Jun took a deep breath, and after thinking for a while, he turned on his phone and entered the live broadcast room of the Shenwei Bureau.

At the moment when he saw the live broadcast, Yan Jun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was a little shocked.

He thought that he would cause a big sensation after his fake death, but he didn't expect...

In an instant, Yan Jun was shocked, tears filled his eyes, and while he was infinitely moved, he also felt deeply worried.

There is no problem with my own plan to deceive the god of death. I have saved more than 6000 residents in the community and myself by deceiving the god of death. It is perfect.

But things have developed to the present, but there are faint signs of getting out of control.

Out of prudence, he can't show up yet, which keeps everyone in the dark.

Who knows what tragedy will happen next!

Thinking of this, Yan Jun felt uneasy in an instant.

Want to show up?

No!

At this point in time, we must not take this risk!
The madness of the God of Reaper's revenge on himself is geometrically multiplied. If the God of Death appears at this time and realizes that he is still alive in this world, it may not be as simple as letting more than 6000 people trigger the omen of death.

Thinking of the possible serious consequences after his appearance, Yan Jun broke out in cold sweat, and immediately dismissed the idea.

calm down!

Must be calm!

Focus on the big picture!

Yan Jun was silent for a moment, then sighed slightly.

Things have come to this, I can only make some preparations in advance.

"Open the information panel!"

Suddenly, the sound of the system machinery sounded in Yan Jun's mind.

"The host information panel is open!"

Host: Yan Jun.

Age: 23.

Constitution: 95.

Items: Lucky Capsules (8 capsules).

Skills: Eye of Inspection (3 days), Upgrade Eye of Inspection (6 times).

Merit points: 12902.

Looking at the text information on the virtual panel in front of him, Yan Jun regained a little sense of security.

More than 1 merit points!

To use a sentence from a character in a film and television work on Earth in the previous life: I, Yan Jun, have never fought this kind of wealth battle in my eight lifetimes!

It seems that being targeted by the god of death and taking crazy revenge on himself is not a purely bad thing.

Crisis, crisis.

There is danger, but there is also opportunity!

If you can grasp these merit points rewarded by the system and make full use of them, next time, next time, you may not be able to save yourself from the crazy revenge of the god of death!

After thinking of this, Yan Jun regained some confidence.

It is a good time to use this time to draw more powerful prizes so that they can play a miraculous effect in the future against the god of death.

"System! Start lucky ten consecutive draws!"

Golden legend!bring it on!