Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

"Why are you a young lady? It's not suitable for men and women to be in the same room, right?"

Yan Jun said something casually.

Unexpectedly, the richest man in Jiangcheng, Ning Zhigu, who is always powerful and powerful on weekdays, panicked, and instantly smiled at Yan Jun: "Suitable! What's wrong with this! As the saying goes, it's not good for men and women to work together. Tired, the two of you living together can be considered a care. Besides, you two are talented and beautiful, and young people are not the popular PP..."

"Group CP, huh." Sun Ju, the number one figure in the Shenwei Bureau, smiled and helped Ning Zhiguo to smooth things out.

"Yes, set up CP! Don't worry, young man, my Xiaoxue is very sensible and will never cause you trouble."

Ning Zhiguo wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and kept winking at his daughter: "Right Xiaoxue?"

Ning Xue lowered her head slightly with a hint of shame on her face.

Her father's words made her somewhat embarrassed, and those who didn't know it thought she was looking for someone for herself.

And the attitude is still so humble, for fear that Yan Jun will be unhappy and go back.

Ever since she can remember, her father has always been standing in front of her. How could he ever ask for help like this?

Thinking of this, Ning Xue was moved in her heart. Thinking that she could not let down her father's good intentions, she immediately smiled: "Yan Jun little big brother, I will be my roommate from now on, I hope you don't dislike me!"

Yan Jun nodded: "Okay! As long as you don't mind, I have no problem."

"readily!!"

Ning Zhiguo rubbed his palms and laughed, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

At the same time, the audience of Yan Jun's live broadcast room is growing explosively, which has soared to 50 million people, and the atmosphere of the live broadcast room can be said to be in full swing.

"Fuck! Such a beautiful young lady! It turns out to be the daughter of the richest man in Jiangcheng City, the real Bai Fumei! Brother Jun is so lucky!"

"Is this Nima the richest man in Jiangcheng who swiped 150 million in Brother Jun's live broadcast room? I finally met the real master!"

"The brothers upstairs correct you, it's now 170 million."

"I said that this big shot is so rude and inhuman, it turns out to be asking for our brother!"

"I know this is the richest man in Jiangcheng, but if I don't know, I think I'm losing money to send my daughter!"

"Haha, the richest man in Jiangcheng, he sent his daughter from a humble live broadcast, I love him!"

"This is our brother's platoon!"

"Hey, did you notice that in the face of a large amount of wealth and a stunning young lady, Brother Jun didn't even blink an eyelid, and he also pretended to be reluctant. It's too aggressive."

"Pretending to be your sister, are you willing to keep a time bomb by your side?"

"That's right, Brother Jun agreed so readily, completely with a mind to save the world!"

"Don't fix those useless things, I'm looking forward to the next plot, hehe."

"Go! It's not a qualified LSP at first glance, I suggest fast-forwarding directly to pay-to-view mode!"

"Haha, it makes sense, are we the kind of people who lack VIP members?"

...

There is a garden directly west of Jiangcheng No. 9 Safe House. It used to be a place for mentally ill people to relax and entertain. After the safe house was built, it was basically deserted, and no one usually came.

There is a square in the center of the garden. After the high-level officials of the Shenwei Bureau agreed to give Yan Jun a gun, the staff immediately turned it into a shooting range.

At this time, half of the staff are distributed here, and they are responsible for various tasks.

There is only one purpose, that is, to let Yan Jun play with guns and have fun.

"The venue has been cleared, and there are no idle personnel!"

"The initial setting of the shooting range has been completed, and you can enter at any time!"

"The outdoor temperature is 21 degrees Celsius, the southwest wind is one to two, and the air quality is good."

"Live drones can take off at any time."

In the monitoring room, after hearing the report from his subordinates, a senior of the Shenwei Bureau took a deep breath and said calmly, "The drone takes off!"

As soon as the voice fell, ten drones took off directly into the sky, enclosing the square into a circle, and the high-definition cameras were turned on to ensure that there was no dead angle at 360 degrees.

Under the leadership of Zhou Ke, Yan Jun walked towards the square with a revolver in his hand.

Ning Zhiguo and Ning Xue followed closely behind Yan Jun.

Ning Zhiguo whispered something to his daughter's ear.

Immediately, Ning Xue's face flushed, and she said lightly, "Dad, what are you talking about! I've only known him for less than five minutes!"

"Then do you hate him?"

Ning Xue bit her lip lightly and shook her head.

"That's not it." Ning Zhiguo said in a very confident tone: "Xiaoxue, you believe that this time Dad, Dad's vision will not be wrong, Yan Jun is very reliable at first glance, and he will definitely protect you. of!"

"Really?"

Ning Xue raised her head and looked at Yan Jun's back, her bright eyes twinkling.

For some unknown reason, I suddenly felt a strong sense of tension in my heart, and I always felt that something unexpected would happen.

Is this Yan Jun really reliable?

...

At the edge of the square in the center of the garden, ten target papers are arranged in a row.

In the huge square, only Zhou Ke and Yan Jun were in the middle, and the rest stood on the sidelines.

In addition to ensuring the smooth live broadcast, the ten drones in the sky also keep an eye on the trends on the field. Once an accident occurs, the senior officials of the Shenwei Bureau will know it as soon as possible.

"Old Zhou, take out the bullets quickly!"

"Brother Yan Jun, remember! The muzzle of the gun must not be pointed at anyone, even if it is empty!"

"You've said it eight hundred times, don't worry!"

Yan Jun took the bullet sent by Zhou Ke, loaded it quickly, and then raised the gun at the target paper.

Zhou Ke took a few steps to the side, his eyes fixed on the gun in Yan Jun's hand.

I have to say that Yan Jun's system of actions is completely in accordance with the standards taught by Zhou Ke, which also makes Zhou Ke a little relieved.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

As Yan Jun pulled the trigger, the bullet came out of the chamber at high speed, and a series of fire snakes spewed from the muzzle.

There was a loud gunshot in the center of the square.

The staff on the sidelines covered their ears invariably.

Zhou Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Yan Jun's state at the moment, and the hanging heart finally fell.

This kid's mental and physical qualities are really good. After six bullets were fired, the recoil only made him take a half step back.

But looking at the target paper, Zhou Ke was dumbfounded.

Good guy, all six bullets missed the target!

"Huh! The recoil of this pistol is really not small."

Yan Jun regained his figure and was eager to try: "Old Zhou, six more bullets!"

Zhou Ke was much more cheerful this time.

Another series of gunshots.

The bullet missed the target again!

"Come again!"

Zhou Keqiang resisted the urge to complain, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed helplessly.

It's really delicious and fun!