chief magician

Marshal Ji Junze's father once said that his little son is good at everything, but he is born rebellious. If he uses it well, he is the sharpest knife in the empire. If he doesn't use it well, he is an evil soldier who hurts others and himself.

Ji Junze didn't take this seriously, he always felt that he could not be more upright - as the leader of the Imperial Dragon Team and the peak representative of the Empire's vanguard, he has made contributions to the Empire and shed blood for the Chairman , even his father is not as good as his hard work, with countless medals.

But today, in his fifth year of being an undercover agent for the country in a terrorist organization, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, recognizing what the old man said.

He seemed to be really rebellious by nature, but after being teased a few times, he couldn't help but want to turn the world upside down.

I haven't noticed it before, maybe...the anti-bone is not bumpy enough?

Now he was betrayed by the Ji family's political opponent, the Li family. His success was on the verge of failure, all his comrades died, and he went to the court-martial with his whole body injured.

Now, he just wants to say——

"Fuck the righteousness!"

"Fuck the imperial faction!"

"Fuck it for the sake of the overall situation!"

They are playing and lurking on the verge of death day and night, just to maintain peace and fight for power with these scumbags?

what!

Haha!

ridiculous!

It’s ridiculous!

Ji Junze raised his hand to wipe away the blood that flowed from the corner of his forehead to his eyelids. For the first time, he relaxed his tall and straight figure like pine and cypress. He leaned against the prison bar of the dock, squinted at Li Zelong, and shook his head with a low smile. , while using the most elegant tone, scolded these dissatisfaction in an extremely gentle manner.

On the main console, Li Zelong, the Second Marshal of the Empire who had been scolded bloody, patted the table with a livid face: "Ji Junze! Pay attention to your attitude! Look at your foolish appearance, and you are worthy of being the young marshal of the Ji family? Letting you work as an undercover agent in a terrorist organization, you really play yourself as a terrorist?! You even took your team to smuggle nuclear bombs! You are treason! You should be shot!"

Ji Junze shook the shackles on his wrists, and his smile was clear and shallow, but he looked wanton and evil: "Old Li, don't play with such nonsense, I just ask you two questions, how does it feel to play with the lives of the heroes of the empire? Doesn't your conscience ache?"

Li Zelong's eyes flickered slightly, and he sneered, "I don't know what you're talking about! Alright! Ji Junze, confess your guilt, and then tell me what convenience the Ji family provided you during this rebellion, I..."

Ji Junze leaned back again, clicked his tongue, and interrupted him with a pale face: "Who has the patience to listen to you beeping here? Didn't you see that I lost too much blood and died soon?"

Li Zelong yelled furiously: "Are you refusing to explain?"

He stared at Ji Junze: "It seems that Young Marshal Ji wants to try the methods of Longzu Xingtang himself!"

Ji Junze sneered, lowered his head, raised his eyes, looked at him casually, and smiled evilly: "Okay, okay, I confess, I confess, I ask the organization to handle it leniently."

Li Zelong was startled by his half-smile expression, but still asked subconsciously: "Say! What do you want to explain? It's the Ji family..."

Before I finished speaking, Ji Junze said with an innocent face: "In the last half month of my undercover lurking, I accidentally revealed the cooperation with Li Zelong's family, the Second Marshal of the Empire, and leaked the situation of the Second Marshal to a terrorist organization. It will bring great harm to the empire."

Li Zelong's entire face turned green.

Ji Junze said again: "I accidentally drew a map of the Li family, and silently wrote down the list of the direct descendants of the Li family, as well as the genealogy of important branches of the Li family..."

Li Zelong's eyes widened, and he couldn't even stand still.

His Adam's apple was rolling, and he almost wanted to scream, but before he could curse out loudly, he heard a dull and loud sound of "Boom——" and he didn't know where a huge explosion happened, which made this place far away. The military court in the city felt the shock and heard the movement!

Do not!

He should actually know where the noise came from... the northwest... is... the Li family!It was the Li family that was bombed!definitely is!

Ji Junze whistled suddenly, and laughed evilly: "Hahaha... Interesting! Really interesting! They should be here... Isn't the movement too slow..."

Before he finished speaking, a soldier from the Li family rushed in from the outside crying, holding a mobile phone in his hand. There were vaguely rumbling explosions and siren blares from inside.

The man wailed, "Yuan, marshal! Something happened at home! Woo—"

"You! You really..." Li Zelong's head suddenly thumped, his red eyes stared at Ji Junze, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood from his heart.

This, this madman!

He, how dare he use terrorists to blow up the entire Li family?

He just framed him, so he really is a fucking terrorist?

"You..." Li Zelong trembled like a Parkinson's patient.

"I'm fine," Ji Junze smiled lightly, coquettish drops of blood slid down his pale cheeks, making him look like a wicked evildoer, charming and extremely dangerous, he licked his pale lips Petal, sneered: "It's better to mess with Yan Luo than Junze, haven't you heard of it?"

"You, you..." Li Zelong was paralyzed and speechless.

Ji Junze smiled slightly: "Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

As soon as the words fell, there was the rumbling sound of the helicopter above his head, and then, the fireworks of the explosion exploded in the horrified eyes of Li Zelong and others!

boom--

The entire military court was turned into a sea of ​​flames under Ji Junze's humming smile, and disappeared into ashes.

……

If you really care about undercover agents with righteousness, they should be pawns in the hands of powerful officials like them, who can be manipulated and discarded at will?

His comrades-in-arms cannot die in vain.

Therefore, the terrorist's suicide attack is exactly what Li Zelong and the Li family's dregs of the empire who betrayed them should have.

He spent half a month escaping from the empire's pursuit, recklessly slaughtering all the high-level members of the terrorist organization, leaving only one middle-level radical, in order to induce him to lead the remnants of the organization to kill the entire Li family today, and by the way The Li family is gone!

How to be an undercover agent is up to him, right? !

……

【drop! 】

【drop! 】

【drop--】

[Capturing a suitable soul, the system is binding——]

【drop! 】

[System Binding Successful! 】

【System startup—】

[System file loading——]

【System data transmission in progress——】

【drop--! 】

[The system restarted successfully! 】

[Welcome the host to the main world of "Kyushu Fengyun Ji", the system 009 is at your service, please correct the system file errors as soon as possible, catch and kill the system virus, and maintain world peace!Guard the way of heaven! 】

[The task rules are as follows:

When the plot value returns, the host points will increase.

When the plot value drops, the host points will drop.

Complete the anti-virus task, the plot value is full, and reward the host to reshape the body and go back in time.

The antivirus task failed, eradicated.

Failed to restore the plot, obliterated. 】

……

In the chaos, Ji Junze heard a series of cold and inorganic voices, and then his erratic soul seemed to be pulled suddenly by something, and he was put into a warm and comfortable room amidst a pain so intense that it could shatter his soul. in the body.

He calmly and indifferently listened to this so-called system's compulsory arrangement for him, without even half a question or curiosity, just watching this unknown thing with cold eyes, arranging his life privately.

award?

Obliterate?

Ji Junze couldn't help but let out a cold smile from the bottom of his heart, curled the corners of his lips noncommittally, and opened his eyes amidst the severe pain in his head accepting the memory.

In front of him was a translucent green light screen template with three vertical bars on it.

Plot value: 1.

Health value: ▂10.

Strength value: ▄250.

"..." Silently staring at the initial data of the plot value which was so low that it hardly existed, Ji Junze couldn't help but put on a noble and handsome face.

The plot has clearly started for 15 years, but the system only counts him as "one"? !

Moreover, that "250"...isn't it really mocking him? !

However, the point may not be the three-striped panel, but behind the panel, who was pressed on the bed by him, unconscious, with his clothes torn apart, his collarbone gnawed, and his fragrant shoulders slightly exposed...youth like jade?

Ji Junze explored the tooth marks on the young man's collarbone, then touched his own teeth, and couldn't help but touch the extremely beautiful but blood-colored collarbone, with a look of bewilderment in his eyes.

Among the data sent by the system, there is this paragraph?

The young master of the Demon Palace, Ji Junze, conspired to kidnap the male protagonist Mo Wuchen...then tore his clothes and gnawed his collarbone?

He still didn't realize that this bloody tooth mark had nothing to do with the original owner in the book, it was completely when he merged his mind and soul, because it was too painful, he subconsciously used the tip of his tooth to slap his collarbone with excellent taste Grind it out.

The bewildered Ji Junze quickly stared at the simple and rough panel again, tried to call the system, trying to find out some clues, but he didn't notice that the young man under him suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of dark red eyes The pupils of the eyes stared at him like hell ghosts, and then regained their clarity after a while, turning into a bottomless black color.

The young man silently stared at him with a serious face full of confusion, his fingertips shrunk slightly and then quickly relaxed, his voice was clear and mellow, and he asked him, "Have you touched enough?"