MTL - Pulling Together a Villain Reformation Strategy-Chapter 54 free
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Kneeling at the knee bend, Ning Yuchen knees on the ground and screamed at the ear.
"Animals! Hybrids! What are you doing in this world? If I am you, I just can’t wait to die right here! I’m so sad, bad things are done, now I’m still dead and repentant! Ha, why don’t you talk? You Isn't the kid awesome? Call you crazy! Call you proud! Have you **** up and killing us all?"
Ning Yuchen was listening absently, angry, and could not keep smiling.
Despite looking at the other side of the open mouth, Ning Yuchen was very eager to get a slap in the face, this little child did not know, but as a system controlled by the opposite man, he now even a finger The head can't move.
Countless times to play the villains with life, the black pots are back one after another, Ning Yuchen feels that he is not as good as the first few worlds. As the world he experiences, his self-consciousness becomes more sober. The more you get angry!
The other party saw him screaming and timid, and the courage was even bigger. He stepped forward and squatted on the chest of Ning Yuchen, and suddenly the sound of broken ribs came.
Ning Yuchen is hard to swallow his mouth full of blood, let the other side hit a hit, no words - he just wants to send, but also can not send out.
......
Snow-white curtains, white walls, and handsome white lang on the white sheets.
Here is the hospital ward.
A young man in a striped sick suit sat half-sitting on the bed. Although his face was slightly pale because of his injury, his rare good looks made up for this shortcoming. Generally speaking, this is a very handsome big. Handsome guy.
There is a charming and mature woman on the chair next to him. It looks a little older. The two are in front of a huge LCD screen. The appearance of Ning Yuchen’s vomiting blood is fixed on the screen of the display. In front of two people.
At the moment he fell, the iceberg plums straight up, the upper body leaned toward the screen, and the body became very stiff because of anger and pain.
He reached out and trembled, but he seemed to be careful to touch the people in front of him. However, everything was just a record that had already happened. It was already futile to be distressed and want to change. When the screen was dark, he bit his lip and squatted, and then he returned to the bed with a force.
"Hey, Mo Yuan will be careful. If you accidentally fall into the space-time passage, I don't know how to explain it to your father."
The woman next to him said something worried, but his face was smiling.
Some blood beads slowly ooze out from the bitten lips. Mo Yuan’s chest violently undulating and calming down for a while, then he bit his teeth and opened the woman’s hand: “Pretend, uneasy!”
The woman shook her head: "Mo Yuan, no matter what, your father yelled at me, you just don't call a mother, should you call aunt? How is the youngest general in the empire, so rude?"
Mo far was unmoved, he tried to make a calm look, but the slightly trembling hand betrayed him, so he had to calmly knock the table with his knuckles: "Less nonsense! Han Yue, you said straight How can I let go of Chen?"
Han Yue smiled, but there was a hint of gloom in her eyes. She stood up and walked to the side of the low door next to the space-time passage. She lifted her hand and pressed the ground around Mo Yuan, and another bed was slowed down. Slowly rising from the ground, there was a person on it.
This person is long and thin, and looks like a picture. The five senses are clear, but there is a piece of bruise at the corners of the lips and the cheekbones. It is just Ning Yuchen who is still awkward.
When Mo Yuan saw him for a moment, the body trembled unconsciously, and the blue veins on the fists were all smashed, which restrained the idea of touching the other side. He slowly turned his head away, his lips were tight, and the color of pain was revealed.
Instead, Han Yue walked over and reached out and touched Ning Yuchen's face.
Mo Yuan literally said: "Han Yue, you, don't touch him!"
Han Yuedao: "What are you afraid of, so I am and Yuchen is also the brother-in-law of my half-brother, I can still harm him. Besides, let him fall to the point where he is now, isn't it you?"
Mo Yuan’s chest was violently ups and downs, and there was no speech.
"After a day, he has been in a hundred years." Han Yue looked at the face of his younger brother, and said slowly: "When you are unconscious, I am afraid that I have already experienced countless worlds, thank you for his sacrifice. We proved that the medicine is very easy to use."
She picked up two syringes from the side, and the syringes were filled with two different colors of red and black, which were especially bright and full under the sunlight.
Han Yue faintly said: "The fate of this potion, red represents luck, affinity, irresistible temperament, and black 'destiny', it represents the cohesiveness of suffocating, gloomy and doomed failure, really a good thing. I don’t know if Uncle Ning had developed it, but I don’t know if it would be used on my own son.” She put the red potion aside and raised the black one: “I was injected before the original. After a black potion, it should be willing to be a cannon fodder, but this thing is probably time-sensitive. I have to brainwash him. It seems that I have to take another shot..."
The needle is close to the back of Ning Yuchen's hand, and it will be plunged into it. At this time, Mo Yuan, who was weakly leaning on the hospital bed, suddenly jumped up, and the spine pushed Han Yue to the side, knees forward to hold her, and reached out to grab the red potion on the table. Simply let the injection of Ning Yuchen into it.
Han Yue was caught off guard and screamed: "Mo Yuan, you -"
She struggled to sound the alarm, Mo Yuan turned a deaf ear, hugged Ning Yuchen, who was unconscious, and jumped out of time and space, and reached out and pressed a button.
The gates of the space-time passage were closed behind them. Han Yue rushed over and heard only a mechanical voice: "The connection between the time and space and the headquarters was cut off, and the staff was asked to carry out repairs."
When Ning Yuchen woke up, a familiar mechanical broadcast came from his ear: "Please ask the staff to pay attention. As a time and space fixer, the job you have to do is to replace the disobedient character in the original time and space, instead of making it. The response should be in order to promote the normal development of the world. You are in the role of cannon fodder, must maintain a constant blackening or unlucky good situation, add to the cause of the protagonist's aura, sacrifice your life at the crucial moment to become the protagonist Life and fame to maintain the balance and stability of a world."
"You have to get it, you know, let's stop and talk about it." Ning Yuchen pressed the temple and smiled bitterly: "I remember that several worlds don't listen to this, how come it is, it's really life." It is."
In his impression, in the last world, he played a strong male character with a vicious and lustful character. He succeeded in killing and robbed the female lord into his own palace, creating a hero's chance to save the beauty. Perfect for the men and women's he's ending, and finally killed by alive, creating a perfect ending that makes people clap their hands. It seems that the mission was completed well. After the end, he did not return to the headquarters report, and he came to a new world.
Thinking of this, Ning Yuchen likes his professional attitude and professionalism.
He looked around and found that the scene was a modern metropolis, at dusk, in front of the bustling streets, behind the tall skyscrapers, street lights, all the way to the end of the long street, the crowd Bustling, they are rushing to the home.
Ning Yuchen's hands were copied, and he whispered happily. He said that he has been through the ancient tasks for several generations. He really missed modern mobile phones, showers, TV series... No matter what you need to do this time. What is dead, at least the basic material life is guaranteed, and it is gratifying.
Before he had time to ask about the tasks and plots of the world, he heard a cry and said: "Catch the thief-"
Ning Yuchen did not want to think about it. After hearing this sentence, he turned his eyes and kicked his foot out to kick a piece of banana peel that was just thrown around him.
Although there is no internal force and no magic, but the skills that have been practiced for many generations are not covered, the banana skin flies to the feet of the fast-moving thief.
The thief immediately braked, but it was too late. He was still a big horse and fell to the ground. The wallet in his hand flew out, and a long arc was drawn in the air. Ning Yuchen was driven over. I copied it in my hand.
Loading the skill is full, perfect!
Ning Yuchen took the wallet in his hand and looked up at the woman who was then panting and screaming. He said softly, "Miss, is this your wallet? Give it."
The girl who wore eight centimeters of high-heeled shoes to catch up with the thief was originally a female man who looked like a man, but was almost stunned by Ning Yuchen’s smile. His face was red, and he picked up the wallet and thanked him: “This is my boss. Wallet... Oh, thank you very much, handsome guy, it’s better for me to go back and invite you to eat..."
The most crucial sentence below is not yet said, the wallet has been taken by a slender hand from behind, and the disdain sounds: "Less gossip."
Ning Yuchen’s smile is a stiff, and the helpful soul has been deeply hurt. He can’t believe that there is such a cold and ruthless person in this world who suddenly looks up, and an indifferent but handsome face comes into view. At the same time, A mechanical sound automatically sounds in his mind:
Ning Yuchen, who has rich experience in work, immediately reacted. As a staff who has firmly played the cannon fodder for a hundred years, what is the story of the plot, and the state of being with the central character is definitely the opposite. And it seems that he and this Meng Zhian should be old-fashioned, and it is estimated that there will be hatred before.
