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

"Haha, big brother, you have such a thick face!"

"Not to mention, I'm curious how much this 'Self-Saving Alliance' can do for our Brother Jun."

"I guess it's about the same. In fact, it doesn't make much sense to be on the list. Anyway, Brother Jun doesn't care about it."

"Not necessarily, I think this turned out account is a bit different, it has the temperament of a big boss!"

"But pull it down, those local tyrants on the list weren't aggressive when they came? Didn't they all turn off in the end?"

"Self-Help Alliance? Is this foreign language ID interesting? Could it be that it is not a single individual, but an organization?"

"Hey, that makes sense."

"If that's the case, then this account is probably a 'bad person'. I'm worried that our position as the richest man in Jiangcheng will not be guaranteed."

"It's hard to say, let's wait and see!"

……

Ding Ding Ding!
The alarm clock sounded on the mobile phone, Yan Jun slowly opened his sleepy eyes, frowned slightly, and then got up decisively from the bed.

I worked hard and slept for an hour and a half.

The short sleep time is a bit short, but Yan Jun's mental state has improved significantly, although he is not radiant, but his complexion is much better.

Ning Xue in the living room seemed to have heard the movement, pushed the door lightly, and poked her head out.

After seeing Yan Jun woke up, her beautiful eyes lit up suddenly, and she asked softly, "Don't you want to sleep anymore? You've been up all night, it's been so hard."

"I sleep well, enough."

Yan Jun said something casually, but there was a heavy burden hanging in his heart.

If conditions permit, why doesn't he want to sleep until he wakes up naturally?

But no way.

With things in my heart, I couldn't sleep well no matter what.

If you open your eyes, you will be responsible for the safety of the more than 2000 million people in the entire Jiangcheng City, and even the more than one billion people in the whole country.

And worry about the next revenge of the god of death all the time.

In such an environment, Yan Jun could only sit back and wait.

Even during this hour and a half of sleep, he had several dreams in a row.

I dreamed that the god of death finally disappeared in this world after being defeated by myself hundreds of times in a row, and everything went back to a few months ago, when billions of people around the world celebrated with each other.

Dreamed that the cities across the river were in disaster, and millions of people died of diseases and accidents without warning.

I even dreamed of the scene of human extinction many years later.

Recalling the few dreams just now, Yan Jun was silent for a while.

Seeing that Yan Jun was not in a good mood, Ning Xue sorted out his clothes and appearance in a considerate manner.

"Didn't anything happen just now?"

Yan Jun stroked Ning Xue's smooth hair affectionately, and asked a casual question.

"No."

Ning Xue shook her head.

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and quickly added: "By the way, while you were sleeping just now, a new fan swiped 8000 million gifts in your live broadcast room and squeezed to the top of the leaderboard. Eight, it shouldn't stop right now."

Hearing this, Yan Jun was taken aback for a moment, then said 'oh' lightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

In the past, Yan Jun would never have dreamed that one day he would start a live broadcast and receive more than 2 million gifts in just over an hour.But now, money really doesn't mean much to him.

It's not just that he possesses the system and has the magical ability that everyone envies. In time, if he wants to, he can even become the master of this world. Naturally, he has no interest in money.

more importantly.

In just a few days, he witnessed and experienced too much life and death.

In his mind, those fresh lives are far more meaningful than cold money.

If possible, Yan Jun is even willing to use all his money to make a deal with the god of death to 'catch' some people from the god of death.

In this way, I can also relax a lot.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Jun checked his mobile phone and found a text message from a lonely person.

The content of the text message is very simple, only four words - call back when you are free.

Seeing this scene, Yan Jun had to admire the energy and professionalism of this lonely man.

I just asked him to help monitor the whole city, but he was so dedicated to his responsibility as if he was tireless, and he was not even willing to take a break.

What makes Yan Jun even more uneasy is that people bring their own dry food and help with work for free.

I have to say that people's awareness is really high.

Such a partner, please give me another dozen!
After Yan Jun sighed in his heart, in front of Ning Xue, he unhurriedly dialed the number of the lonely.

Since he didn't choose to call when he was resting, but sent a text message, it meant that the matter was not very serious.

Both of them are young talents, so there is still some tacit understanding.

Soon, the call is connected.

"Hello? Brother, I regret asking you to do this."

Yan Jun half-jokingly said: "I really can't stand you reporting to work 24 hours a day."

"Okay! If you find it annoying, then I'll hang up the phone. Anyway, it's your father-in-law and mother-in-law who are in danger. Why should I be so idle!" The lonely man on the other end of the phone turned back to Yan Jun General one army.

The voice fell.

Yan Jun didn't understand the meaning of the other party for a while.

Ning Xue next to her was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks flushed slightly as if she had thought of something.

However, in the next second, her eyes widened suddenly, and her delicate face was instantly filled with anxiety.

"Who is it? What's the danger?"

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes suddenly, thinking that the father-in-law mentioned by the lonely man should still be Ning Zhiguo, his heart skipped a beat.

Are the two in danger?
It doesn't make sense!

Ning Zhiguo had already broken the curse of death.

As for Ning Xue's mother Lin Qiuhua, if she triggers the omen of death, she should be informed by Ning Zhiguo immediately, right?
"Who else? Ning Zhiguo, the richest man in Jiangcheng! Forget it, I'll post a surveillance video captured by a drone, and you can watch it yourself."

The lonely man said on the other end of the phone: "Send it from the computer."

Hearing this, Yan Jun hurriedly told Ning Xue, who was full of worry at the moment: "Xiaoxue, look for it, there should be a computer in the room."

"Ah? Oh!" Ning Xue was worried about the safety of her parents, and her heart was anxious. In fact, she didn't have the heart to find any computer at all.But since Yan Jun said so, she naturally said nothing, and immediately took action.

"Wait, Xiaoxue!"

As soon as Ning Xue turned around and was about to go out, she was stopped by Yan Jun. She turned her head in surprise and met her eyes.

"Don't worry, uncle and aunt are sure to be fine, otherwise, people will contact me as soon as possible."

Yan Jun comforted her softly, which instantly made Ning Xue's hanging heart relax a lot.