I’m Always the Villain

"This is the final showdown. Team M is using X Technology's firewall. What do you do next, Chi God?" Cook tapped on the keyboard with one hand and typed a string of codes.

Sang Jiuchi was walking out casually, when he heard this, he replied casually, "Break it up."

After three days of competition, tonight finally ushered in the finals. In the end, only the Sang Jiuchi team and the M country team were left.

There is still an hour before the game, and everyone is preparing for the battle with all their strength and gearing up.

They have been under the protection of the Ministry of State Security for the past few days, and they have not encountered any danger, but the president of the Science and Technology Association he wanted to see has never appeared.

Sang Jiuchi walked into the bathroom, and the moment he closed the door, he seemed to feel the air stagnate for a second.

After finishing the solution, he walked to the washstand, and the empty bathroom door was gently pushed open again.

A figure appeared silently beside him.

Sang Jiuchi glanced at the man, about fifty years old, with golden half-long curly hair, a moustache on his chin, and standard European and American facial features.

The man is looking at Sang Jiuchi with curious eyes at the moment, "Are you Sang Jiuchi?"

Sang Jiuchi wiped his hands, frowned and looked around, "I've looked up to you for a long time, President Christine, or should I call you 'Lord Lord God'?"

Choosing to meet in the toilet is really hard enough.

"I actually guessed who I am," President Christine leaned on the washbasin with one hand and approached Sang Jiuchi, the other hand pinched Sang Jiuchi's chin and looked at Sang Jiuchi from top to bottom, deep in his eyes Exuding surprise, "It looks really good, and the brain is also smart, but it's a pity."

Sang Jiuchi knocked off Christine's hand with a backhand, "What a pity?"

Christine: "It's a pity to kill you. The God of War has long ceased to exist, and the world has forgotten him. Only his loyal servant still wants to resurrect him. Why don't you follow me, so I don't have to kill him? is you."

Sang Jiuchi turned on the faucet and found that a drop of water could not drip from the water pipe.

The lights above the head flickered on and off, and the voices of people who were frolic outside the door had disappeared.

This body is now only a mere D-rank, and if he really wants to fight, he is not the opponent of the person in front of him at all.

"No one will come to save you, this is the dimensional world I built, and even your system can't get in." Christine saw Sang Jiuchi's intention to escape, and squeezed him into the corner step by step. "But what to do, you can't get out, but I can kill you here."

Sang Jiuchi looked at Christine coldly: "You don't dare to kill me yourself, once I die, it will definitely attract the attention of the rules of the plane, and then you will be ejected from this plane, right? This is not yours Real body, you said that the **** of war is dead, but his world is rejecting you, you can only sneak into this person's body with a wisp of consciousness. The main **** in charge of billions of planes, but condescending to be a thief secretly Just like getting into this small world. What in this world is so attractive to you?"

Seeing that Sang Jiuchi couldn't be intimidated, Christine took two steps back, and stared at Sang Jiuchi with her arms crossed and bottomless eyes, "I really won't kill you, but you can't get out either. The time flow here is different from outside, and I will let you go when the game is over."

Sang Jiuchi looked at the urinal, frowning tightly, "You have to choose this kind of place?"

Sleepy in the toilet? Is there something wrong with the **** brain?

"You're only alone when you go to the toilet." Christine shrugged, "A mere creature, you can't fight me, stop struggling."

At the same time, in the real world, no one could find Sang Jiuchi.

The staff of the Ministry of State Security watched Sang Jiuchi enter the toilet, but in the blink of an eye, no one was there. During this period, no one came in or out. How could Sang Jiuchi disappear out of thin air?

Major General Li Yu didn't have time to think at all, all he could do was organize a comprehensive search immediately.

Time passed by minute by minute, and seeing that the game time was imminent, Sang Jiuchi still did not fall.

At the last moment of the game, the Huaguo team ended up with only four players.

Without the most important Sang Jiuchi, the white hats are obviously not favored.

【Where did Sang Jiuchi go? Afraid of losing and hiding? 】

[Before they won because of Sang Jiuchi leading the team, now without Sang Jiuchi to see how they win. 】

[Haha, the M country team is stable. 】

Seeing that Sang Jiuchi did not appear on the field, the five people from the opposite country M had already raised their fingers at them.

The four of them glanced at each other.

Depend on!

Aunt can bear it, uncle can't bear it. Four people still bombed you!

In the real space, the team competition is in full swing, and in the dimensional space, Sang Jiuchi only said two words to Christine.

"You trapped me, you don't want Huaguo to win?" Sang Jiuchi began to rhetorically, "But Song Qing won. No, no, you don't let Huaguo win, you don't let this body win, does this body have What's so special?"

Christine closed her eyes with a questioning expression on her face.

Sang Jiuchi continued to look down and said, "The system once told me that this plane began to collapse after the death of the God of War. It is not just the plot that collapsed, has the son of the plane also changed? If Zhou Lichuan originally Isn't it the son of the plane? Maybe..."

Kristin suddenly opened his eyes, and his cold eyes looked at Sang Jiuchi like a dead man, "Maybe what?"

Sang Jiuchi: "Perhaps, my body is the real son of the plane. As long as I can reverse the plot, the luck of Zhou Lichuan, the son of the false plane, will disappear, so you have targeted me from the beginning. The original owner of the body tried every means to kill him. But you can't do it yourself, you can only let Song Qing do it."

Christine teleported to Sang Jiuchi in a blink of an eye, pinched him against the wall with one hand on his neck, "Haven't you heard the phrase 'the villain dies of too much talk'?"

Sang Jiuchi was pinched by his throat, unable to breathe, his face flushed red, and he coughed a few times.

But just these few sounds, the lights that were shaking were even more trance, light and darkness frequently and suddenly interchanged, frantically flickering black and white.

Kristin loosened his strength a little, and the frantically staggered lights around him stopped a little.

Sang Jiuchi also discovered the abnormality, and became more fearless, "I just speculated just now, but now it can be completely confirmed. This dimensional world is not stable, you dare not kill me."

Christine let go directly, "Sooner or later, it will kill you."

Sang Jiuchi has been suppressed since just now, and Sang Jiuchi has never suffered from this kind of anger. He replied, "When it arrives, I still don't know who killed who."

Christine was about to die of anger, but if Sang Jiuchi wore it on anyone, he could kill him unscrupulously, but he happened to wear it into this person's body.

He still has something he wants in this plane. He has tried many times before finally pouring a ray of divine soul into this plane. If he is discovered by the plane rules and pops out of this world, he will wait until he enters this plane next time. Not sure if that thing exists or not.

He finally twisted the world plot into his script. As long as the script was completed, he could get something like that. Seeing that the script was about to be completed, how could he fail at this time?

Kristin suddenly felt a sense of humiliation like being bullied by a dog.

Not wanting to stay with this shameless taskman anymore, Christine took the time to count, the people outside had already arrived at the arena, and then he was relieved, "No matter how much you want to resist, it is useless, I am God, You can't stand against me after all."

"The game has already started, and you have no chance to enter the arena again. The four-dimensional code you built has won you attention, but it has also hurt you. Without your existence, people from the lower planes cannot control the four-dimensional code at all. Four guys can't get as many offenses as five guys, and you lose this game."

This competition is a turnaround for Sang Jiuchi. As long as Sang Jiuchi does not win the championship, everything will be settled. He is still the tainted plagiarism, and it is impossible to complete the original plot task.

Christine didn't want to say a word to Sang Jiuchi, and just snapped her fingers.

The distorted space swayed a few times, the faucet was turned on in the distance and gurgling water began to flow out, and the dazzling lights above the heads of the people also returned to their previous calm.

F001, who has been unable to contact Sang Jiuchi, shouted in his mind: [Master host, the signal just now seems to be interrupted! 】

Sang Jiuchi felt that F001 might be frightened to death, but he still told it the truth very intimately, [I was brought to the dimensional space by President Christine just now, he is the spirit of a certain main god. 】

F001 was so frightened that it shook into a sieve, [Then, then we are not finished! 】

Sang Jiuchi: [Fortunately, my body is the son of the original plane, and he dare not touch me. 】

F001 heaved a sigh of relief, [That's fine, that's fine, what did you all say? 】

Sang Jiuchi paused for two seconds, [I said I was going to kill him. 】

F001: [? ! Is it a little too arrogant? 】

Sang Jiuchi: [In those days when they partnered to put the God of War to death, now that they have discovered your existence, they will let us go if I don't be arrogant? 】

F001 wants to cry but has no tears: 【I won't let it go. At first, I wanted to collect it secretly, but I ran into the Lord God as soon as I came up. 】

Is this the **** fate?

F001, Dangerous!

The toilet door was pushed open, and Li Yushao rushed in anxiously, sweating profusely.

The moment he saw Sang Jiuchi, Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately found.

It doesn't matter if he loses the game, he can't afford this responsibility if he loses a great talent.

"You just now..." Major General Li Yu flushed his face with water from the faucet, "Where did you go just now?"

Sang Jiuchi pointed to the innermost toilet, "Go to the tuba."

Nonsense, he opened every hut here!

Li Yu: "...for an hour?"

Sang Jiuchi didn't change his face: "Well, constipation."

Li Yu gritted his teeth: "The game has already started, and the four of them have played."

Sang Jiuchi: "Then I'll be blessed, and I can appreciate their sassy and heroic appearance in the audience."

Li Yu: "…"

How about talking like you're not a contestant? Are you ashamed?

Seeing Sang Jiuchi standing in front of him safe and sound, Li Yu didn't ask any more questions.

He took out the pager to notify all the personnel that the mission was over, and then accompanied Sang Jiuchi to the competition site.

And just as they were about to walk into the competition site, a burst of excited and high-pitched cheers suddenly came from inside, which was deafening!

Li Yu collapsed all over and could not help speeding up the pace under his feet.

It's only been ten minutes since the opening, the four of them are so unplayable? This loses? !