Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 50 I Report My Father!

Basil picked up the hammer, walked over and said seriously: "Master Nolan, the matter is very important, Dudley must prove himself! Otherwise, I don't mind forcing it!"

At this time, Harold waved his hand, and all the royal guards surrounded him to ensure that Dudley would not take the opportunity to escape.

"You, you! Alas!" Master Nolan knew that there was no other way, he couldn't fight Basil, Harold and so many royal guards at the same time, especially at close range.

Once close, mages and most other professions are much more vulnerable!
"Dudley, take out the thing in your hand and let them see what it is! Don't worry, if you have been wronged, I will ask Nicholas to apologize to you!" Master Nolan said helplessly.

"No!"

Suddenly Dudley yelled, "No! Get the hell out of here! Let me go! Or you'll all die!"

He raised his hand, held the bottle of natural disaster plague, and stared at Jiang Jie with resentment on his face: "Nicholas! You bastard! You even killed me! You all get out of here! If anyone of you dares to come over, I will take this bottle of natural disaster plague." Smash it! You will all be infected with the plague! Turn into undead!"

"Dudley!" Master Nolan's face instantly became extremely ugly, because he recognized that the bottle of miserable green liquid in Dudley's hand was really a natural disaster and plague!
"Dudley! You, you... oh!" For a moment, Master Nolan seemed ten years older.

He is already very old. He has devoted himself to magic for decades and has not taken good care of his body. As he gets older, his body becomes weaker and weaker. He can't live for a few years, so he is eager to recruit apprentices. Pass on your knowledge and spells.

He had never made a mistake in his life and was respected by others. Unexpectedly, his reputation would be ruined by Dudley all his life. It seemed that all his remaining energy had been drained and he was haggard and dispirited.

"Is it?"

Suddenly, Jiang Jie's body disappeared.

The next moment, he sneaked up behind Dudley, and the Pegasus Meteor Finger shot out instantly, hitting Dudley's acupuncture point. Dudley froze in place, and the crystal bottle in his hand fell!

When everyone was extremely worried, one hand stretched out and firmly caught the crystal bottle. It was Jiang Jie!

A thief's hands are always the most stable among all professionals, and Jiang Jie's hands are far more stable than other thieves!

"Lord Basil, you have to keep this bottle of natural disaster and plague." Jiang Jie handed the crystal bottle to Basil, and then looked at Harold: "Master Harold, the interrogation is up to you! "

Late at night, by the lakeside of Cheshui Lake.

The escaped high-ranking assassin was currently talking to a mage.

This is a psychic who wears a gray-black robe, a gray-black hood, and holds a staff surrounded by gray light. The whole person is hidden in the gray mist, and he can't see his face clearly!
"Mission failed." The high-level assassin said lightly: "The information you gave is not accurate, that thief named 'Nicholas Jiang' killed your middle-level mages, middle-level hunters and middle-level thieves, and captured A low-level thief! According to the agreement, you must pay the full amount!"

The hoarse voice of the psychic sounded: "Through the eyes of the dead, I have witnessed everything! The reputation of the Assassin League is trustworthy, and this is the remaining half of the reward."

He threw a purse over.

The high-level assassin weighed his hands and nodded in satisfaction: "Do you still need follow-up services? As long as you join hands with me, you will be able to kill all those people! After all, you are a high-level mage! Or I can help you get rid of that low-level thief." , to avoid future troubles? This time, I can only charge half the price!"

The psychic shook his head slowly: "No need!"

A look of disappointment appeared on the face of the high-ranking assassin, and he quickly disappeared into the wilderness.

A gust of wind blew, and the hood was lifted, revealing a skinny, skinny face. The psychic sneered in a low voice: "How could I take risks for a mere Baron Thoroson? What if the paladins find out?" Do? And, there is no need! That idiot of Arthas has already taken all Lordaeron's fleet away to hunt down the dreadlord Mal'Ganis, and the day of Lordaeron's destruction is not far away!"

Afterwards, he frowned again, and whispered to himself: "Besides, the price the League of Assassins ask is too high. I don't want to go to a place like Ravenholdt Manor again!"

As for that low-level thief...

Just an ordinary member, what secrets can he know?It doesn't matter at all!
Oh, by the way, and that pig-head named Dudley, the son of Baron Thoroson?This time he was sent to the School of Psychics and became a psychic apprentice under the dark dean Gading?
Hehe, if people can't deliver it, the unlucky one is Baron Thoroson, not me!
The psychic disappeared quietly into the darkness, he had more important things to do.He wasn't responsible for this matter, it's just that those idiots couldn't complete the task and asked him for help.

If the mission cannot be completed, it has nothing to do with him!

The night was getting dark, Jiang Jie leaned against a tree and closed his eyes.

The basaltic longevity formula in his body works automatically. He rested for more than two hours in the afternoon, and now he is in good spirits. He doesn't need to sleep, just close his eyes and rest his mind.

Harold's interrogation of Dudley has lasted for an hour.

Dudley, a stupid pig, has an extremely cowardly character. Harold just started, and he shook himself out of how many times he peeked at the maid's bath when he was a child!

In the end, the result surprised everyone!
That bottle of natural disaster plague was actually given to him by a strange shadow!
"Hey, my father said, there will be people sneaking up on you on the road, so don't be afraid, because those people won't hurt me!"

"My father also said, if those people fail, let me obediently go with you to Tirisfal Monastery! I will be safe there, because I don't have to go to the psychic academy and become a psychic master !"

"But a shadow found me and asked me to find a chance to pour the plague of natural disasters into the drinking water, turning you all into undead!"

"I'm scared! I'm cowardly, but I'm not stupid! I know if you're all undead, I'll have to go to a psychic school! I know what a psychic school is! I don't want to go there! I want to To Tirisfal Monastery!"

"Wuwuwu, don't kill me, that shadow made me do it! He even threatened me, if I don't do it, he will kill me! Kill my whole family!"

"Otherwise I will atone for my crime? I will report my father! He is a member of the Damned Sect! Although they have been hiding it from me, I overheard it once! By the way, that shadow seems to be called 'Korno '! I tell you all I know! Please spare me!"

What the interrogators like most is this kind of jerk, who even betrayed his own father just to survive!

(End of this chapter)