Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Chapter 329 Accidents

Zhang Huaijiang's words were indeed on the point, but Yan Jun didn't think this matter would be completely resolved because he knew divination.

"Is it real or fake?"

"Whether this matter is true or false, since he gave instructions, it means a certain probability of happening."

Zhang Huaijiang really thinks so, but what comes out of this gossip is not necessarily true, or it will definitely happen, it just represents a probability.

What's more, it's not surprising that what is going on at the moment is used to describe it, so the things divination by the Eight Trigrams Array are very likely to be true.

"I understand, thank you, Mr. Zhang."

Now that the situation is urgent, it is not good for him to ask more questions. After all, no matter what he asks, it is meaningless.

"Old Zhou, loner, pay attention to yourself, all the activities around you, maybe the god of death is centered on a certain point."

"it is good!"

Zhou Ke and Shen Jian were constantly examining the situation around them and thinking about what happened.

If it continues like this, it was fire before, and anything that will happen in the future is possible.

And they are separated now, Yan Jun can only see their situation clearly through the mobile phone, but in most cases, he can't see it at all.

This simply made it more difficult for him. It seemed that this Death God really didn't intend to make him feel better.

"Brother Yan, we have done what you said now, this god of death, do you know what to do next?"

Yan Jun can't see the time on their heads, Zhou Ke and the Lonely are the ones who escaped the disaster, and the remaining few people are hard to tell at all.

What's more, they didn't trigger the sign of death either. It can be said that the god of death did not give him any hints at all this time.

It seems that this god of death really wants to put him to death. What should he do this time?

Yan Jun was lost in thought, he was never one to think too much, but now it seemed that the death god was forcing him to take action.

"Let's all stay put for the time being. There is only one, and I don't have that many people. The most important thing is to ensure our own safety. By the way, what happened to the guy in Kyushu?"

As soon as these words came out, they remembered that there was another person in the room.

"I'll take a look now."

Shen Jian hurriedly ran into the room, he didn't want anything to happen.

Once an unexpected situation occurs, he must pay full responsibility.

And under such circumstances, if something really happened, it must be the god of death.

Shen Jian didn't dare to slow down at all, and soon he entered the room, looking at the sleeping person on the bed, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

Just when Shen Jian was about to leave, Wang Zhi suddenly opened his eyes, the whole person seemed to be crazy, and frantically ripped off the tube from his body.

Shen Jian was startled, hurriedly rushed over to hold the person down, and shouted at the top of his voice.

When I heard the shouting of joker downstairs, I immediately took people upstairs.

"Lonely, are you alright!"

Yan Jun could only see a tinkling picture, and the whole picture was empty.

And the live broadcast room can only see the house. As for what the situation inside is like, they can't see clearly.

"Group owner, can you give me some strength? It's just outside the house, so why are you watching live broadcasts!"

"Can't you just say a few words? You don't have any strength. You still want to prostitute here for free. Do you think it's yours?"

"Don't be noisy, don't be noisy, the camera is moving now, maybe it's going in through the window soon."

In just a few seconds, the camera had already flown in from the window, and the picture of the entire live broadcast room suddenly became obviously clear.

When they saw the live broadcast clearly, everyone was stunned.

Shen Jian was struggling to control Wang Zhi, while Zhou Ke was standing aside, constantly looking for a rope that could tie him.

The URL in the picture seems to be insane, constantly reaching out and pulling the line, or reaching out to attack the people around him.

Yan Jun frowned, watching this scene.

He didn't understand why this kind of situation happened, and there were still six hours before the disaster of the god of death. Could it be that the god of death also learned to fake a shot?

Such a situation is not impossible.

However, the human beings controlled by the god of death are not so fragile, even those who are seriously injured are the same.

Suddenly, an inexplicable picture flooded into Yan Jun's head.

In the picture, the website that had been suppressed by Shen Jian and the others broke free again, and the whole person jumped off the bed at once.

While swiftly grabbing the knives in their hands, he stabbed one of them, followed by the other.

And while he was moving, he let his wounds torn open, and the original white shirts were all dyed blood red.

Boom - "Brother Yan!"

"Yan Jun!"

Yan Jun was woken up by these two sounds, and the whole person came back to his senses, as if he had passed away.

Oh, this god of death really started the attack ahead of time, it's really insidious and cunning!

However, he Yan Jun is not a vegetarian!

"Old Zhou! Lonely! Quickly tie him up with ropes and throw all the knives around. Is there any tranquilizer? Give him a shot now!"

If he loses consciousness completely, there is no way for Death to control this person.

After several people listened to Yan Jun's words, they started their work in a hurry.

The moment they threw all the tools out of the window, Wang Zhi immediately jumped up, exuding an unusual air pressure.

However, before he took two steps, the whole person had already fallen.

Zhou Ke and Shen Jian cautiously stepped forward to observe Wang Zhi's state, and they could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when they found that the man had completely fainted.

"Brother Yan, we are all right now."

When he heard the sound of peace from them, Yan Jun's whole heart was relieved.

Right now, the god of death won't make any big moves for the time being. After all, in such a short period of time, if he has made so many demons, even if he is the god of death, he won't be able to bear it.

"That's fine, but don't let your guard down and keep in touch with me at any time."

Now that they are completely separated, Yan Jun can't always have both sides, and Reaper is the same, in a sense, they are absolutely opposites.

"Okay! I see!" Zhou Ke said.