Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Chapter 258 Such A Partner, Give Me Another Dozen!

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

"Don't say it, I'm curious how much this 'self-rescue alliance' can give our brother."

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

"Not necessarily, but I think this account that was born out of nowhere is a bit different and has the temperament of a boss!"

"You can pull it down, didn't the local tyrants on the list be aggressive when they came? Didn't they all turn off in the end?"

"Self-Saving Alliance? This foreign language ID is interesting? Is it not a single individual, but an organization?"

"Hey, that makes sense."

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

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

...

Ding Ding Ding!

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

After all, I slept for an hour and a half.

The time of sleep is shorter, but Yan Jun's mental state has improved significantly. Although he is not radiant, his complexion is much better.

Ning Xue in the living room seemed to hear the movement, and gently pushed open the door, sticking out a small head.

After seeing that Yan Jun woke up, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked softly, "Will you not sleep for a while? It's so hard to stay up all night."

"I slept well, enough."

Yan Jun said something casually, but a heavy burden hung in his heart.

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

But no way.

With something in my heart, I can't sleep soundly no matter what.

When you open your eyes, you will be responsible for the safety of more than 20 million people in Jiangcheng City, and even more than one billion people across the country.

And also worry about the next revenge of the god of death every moment.

In such an environment, Yan Jun can only wait until he is ready.

Even during the one and a half hours of sleep, he had several dreams in a row.

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

I dreamed that the city across the river was suddenly 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 in a bad mood, Ning Xue kindly arranged his clothes and grooming for him.

"What happened just now?"

Yan Jun fondly stroked Ning Xue's smooth hair and asked casually.

"No."

Ning Xue shook her head.

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, and quickly added: "By the way, while you were sleeping just now, a new fan swiped 280 million gifts in your live broadcast room and squeezed into the leaderboard. Eighth, it shouldn't stop now."

Hearing this, Yan Jun was taken aback for a moment, and then he gave a faint "Oh" without asking any further questions.

If it was changed before, Yan Jun would not have dared to dream that he would start a live broadcast one day and receive more than 200 million gifts in just over an hour. But now, money really doesn't mean much to him.

Not only because he has a system, but also has magical abilities that everyone envies. With time, if he wants to, he can even become the master of this world, and naturally he has no interest in money.

more importantly.

In these few short days, he has witnessed and experienced too many lives and deaths.

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 and 'fish' some people from the god of death.

This way, you can also relax a lot.

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

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

Seeing this scene, Yan Jun had to admire the loner's abundant energy and professionalism.

I just asked him to help monitor the whole city, but he was so conscientious as if he was tireless, and he didn't even want to take a break.

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

It has to be said that people's consciousness 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 called the lonely person.

Since he did not choose to call when he was resting, but sent a text message, it means that the matter is not very serious.

Both of them are young talents, and there is still a tacit understanding.

Soon, the call is connected.

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

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

"Okay! If you feel annoyed, then I'll hang up the phone. Anyway, it's your husband and mother-in-law who are in danger. What am I doing with my idle heart!" The loner on the other end of the phone gave Yan Jun a backhand. General first army.

The voice fell.

Yan Jun didn't understand what the other party meant 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, she suddenly widened her eyes, and her delicate face was instantly filled with anxiety.

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

Yan Jun's eyes narrowed suddenly, thinking that the father-in-law mentioned by the loner should be Ning Zhiguo, and his heart suddenly shuddered.

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 is there? We are the richest man in Jiangcheng, Ning Zhiguo! Forget it, I'll post a surveillance video from a drone, you can watch it yourself."

The loner said on the other end of the phone, "The computer will send it."

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

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

"Wait for Xiaoxue!"

As soon as Ning Xue turned around and was about to go out, Yan Jun stopped her and turned around in surprise, eyes meeting.

"Don't worry, Uncle and Aunt will be fine, otherwise, people will contact me immediately."

Yan Jun comforted her in a soft voice, which instantly relieved Ning Xue's hanging heart.