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

Tonight, countless people are destined to be unable to sleep through the night.

At this moment, the tens of millions of people in Jiangcheng City and the hundreds of millions of netizens on the Internet are still kept in the dark, and they don't know that Yan Jun is still alive.

Originally, at the gate of Jiangcheng Central Hospital, many people and netizens at the scene thought that there was a turning point when they saw the forensic doctor hurried downstairs to find Zhou Ke.

But after waiting for a long time, in the end, only the scene of Zhou Ke driving away from the hospital without saying a word came.

Judging from the expression on Zhou Ke's face, it seems that nothing exciting happened.

Therefore, many citizens and netizens are disheartened.

Thousands of people gathered at the gate of the hospital to see off Jun Yan also left one after another with a heavy heart.

Yan Jun's death was undoubtedly a huge blow to them, causing many people to lose the courage and belief to live tenaciously in an instant.

After all, if Yan Jun is alive, those unfortunates who have triggered the omen of death still hope to get his help to break the three-day death curse.

But right now...

No matter who the god of death targets again in the future, he will surely die!
Among all living beings, not everyone has Yan Jun's unfathomable luck and the superpower of predicting death.

Once the god of death comes, no one can do anything but lie down and die equally.

After thinking of this layer, everyone's heart is extremely heavy.

Perhaps, this is nothing more than death.

at this time.

An extremely unusual scene appeared in Yan Jun's live broadcast room.

The number of online users was shown to be about [-] million, but no one in the live broadcast room swiped gifts or sent barrage.

These [-] million viewers silently stayed in the live broadcast room, not even thinking about typing and sending barrage.

It is conceivable how sad and desperate so many netizens who regard Yan Jun as their spiritual belief are at the moment.

……

Jiangcheng City, on the road.

A black Mercedes Benz was parked on the side of the road.

After a while.

The glass of the driver's cab was rolled down, and a hand holding a cigarette rested on the window, and the inside of the car was filled with smoke.

It didn't take long.

The cigarette in his hand was wet by the drizzle falling from the sky.

Ning Zhiguo took out a tissue, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes fiercely, then threw half of the cigarette out of the car window, and sat in the car in a daze.

As the richest man in Jiangcheng City, he started his business at a young age, and has experienced countless ups and downs and setbacks in the past few decades.

But compared with what he encountered today, those blows and pains before were nothing at all.

Yan Jun is dead!

From when he triggered the omen of death and was sent to safe house No. 9, to when he was struck to death by lightning tonight when he made a deal with the god of death, it was only four days.

But in this short period of four days, he relied on his magical ability to help his precious daughter Ning Xue break the death curse, and thus avoided the bad luck of being harvested by the god of death.

This kindness...

Ning Zhiguo knew in his heart that he would never have the chance to repay.

Heaven is jealous of talents... No!

It's the god of death who is unkind, and treats all creatures as straw dogs!

Hateful death!Do you really want to drive mankind to extinction?

thought here.

Ning Zhiguo's eyes filled with tears suddenly turned red, and his face was full of anger.

Before I knew it, 3 minutes passed.

Ning Zhiguo's mood calmed down a little bit, thinking that his precious daughter passed out from crying directly after seeing Yan Jun being struck to death by lightning.

next moment.

Ning Zhiguo let out a breath of foul air slowly, then started the car and drove towards his villa.

He was heartbroken, but his basic rationality was still there, and he was able to control his emotions, driving the vehicle slowly and steadily on the road.

"Ding ding ding..."

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Ning Zhiguo subconsciously let go of the accelerator, held the steering wheel with one hand, and took out his cell phone from his pocket with the other.

After looking at the caller ID, Ning Zhiguo's body trembled suddenly, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

Yan Jun!

It turned out to be Yan Jun calling!

How can this be? !
After thinking about it, it should be that the staff of the Shenwei Bureau found Yan Jun's cell phone while sorting out his belongings, and then contacted himself by the way.

Ning Zhiguo's frown slowly relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief. While thinking about what the Shenwei Bureau might need to do for Yan Jun, he pressed the answer button.

"Hello? Who is it?" Ning Zhiguo held the steering wheel tightly with one hand, and put the phone to his ear with the other.

next second.

From the other end of the phone came a voice that almost knocked Ning Zhiguo out of his wits.

"Hello, Uncle Ning, I'm Yan Jun."

In an instant!
Ning Zhiguo's eyes widened in vain, his heartbeat suddenly stopped, and he froze there as if struck by lightning, with an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

Yan Jun?

Yan Jun! !
This voice... seems to belong to Yan Jun! !

boom! ! !
A loud noise suddenly sounded in the ear.

Ning Zhiguo leaned forward suddenly and landed on the airbag that popped up from the steering wheel.

In an instant, cold sweat dripped from Ning Zhiguo's body.

It was only then that he realized that the vehicle had already deviated from the direction during the few seconds when he was distracted, and hit the utility pole on the side of the road.

Fortunately, the speed of the car was not fast, and with the protection of the airbag, I didn't suffer any injuries, but my brain was suddenly hit by this level of impact, and I was dizzy for a while.

"Uncle Ning! What's wrong with you? What happened?"

"Uncle Ning? Uncle Ning?!"

Ning Zhiguo held the phone tightly in his hand, and soon came Yan Jun's urgent voice.

Hearing Yan Jun's voice again, Ning Zhiguo was so excited that he couldn't care about anything, and asked in a trembling voice, "Yan... Jun Yan... is that you?"

"It's me!" Yan Jun on the other end of the phone continued to ask, "Uncle Ning, what happened to you?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine!"

Ning Zhiguo still couldn't believe that Jun Yan was still alive, and asked anxiously in his heart: "Jun Yan, is it... really you? Are you still alive?"

The voice fell.

After a few seconds, Yan Jun on the other side of the phone paused and said: "Uncle Ning, it's really me!"

It's Yan Jun's voice!

It is definitely Yan Jun's voice!

In an instant, Ning Zhiguo's heart was full of turmoil, and he couldn't hold back his tears of joy. Because of his excitement, the hand holding the phone trembled violently, and his voice was full of tears.

"Great!"

"Yan Jun, you are not dead, that's great!!"

"But... but I clearly saw you... watched your body being sent to the hospital by Captain Zhou..."

Ning Zhiguo suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, Yan Jun was not actually killed by lightning at all. After the 'body' was sent to the hospital, the forensic doctor found that he was still alive, and was rescued by the hospital.

This also explained why the forensic doctor hurried downstairs to find Zhou Ke.

Guessing is guessing, he still wants to hear Yan Jun explain everything that happened not long ago, so that he can be completely relieved.

However, Yan Jun on the other end of the phone deliberately changed the topic.

"Uncle Ning, it's a long story, where are you now?"