New Order of Azeroth

The duration of dizziness seemed very long and short at the same time. The memory in front of the girl with short black hair was distributed in fragments.

Memories are as scattered as broken glass. There is the bustle when I led the game guild to push the BOSS, and there is also the sadness when a thin figure wields a dagger at a wooden stake alone after the sunset.

At the end of many fragments, there is a middle-aged man patiently binding his wounds. In front of others, he is covered with a red scarf and has slightly messy long hair. He is the legendary devil who stopped children crying at night, but behind the scenes, he is just a poor man who lives with his daughter.

Quick! Hide inside and I'll take care of these rats! The middle-aged man asked the girl to hide in the closet and hurriedly picked up weapons to fight against the swarming foreign enemies.

His skills are extremely strong, even if he is caught off guard, he can still face the siege of more than ten people with ease.

Dancing on the tip of the knife is like playing a note, playing an elegy called death in the blood and wailing.

The dagger is the string, the long knife is the key, and all the furnishings in the room are his pedals.

Anything can be exploited and turned into a murderous weapon.

An ordinary person can take one step and count it as one step. A genius can take one step and count it as three steps. A middle-aged man can take one step and count it as ten steps. Only when the enemy's throat encounters the dagger that has been waiting for a long time will he realize that the opponent has already started to arrange this killing strategy. , and every clumsy resistance of his will only make himself closer and more dangerous to death.

After all, there are only a few who can escape the killing. At the moment of death, several assassins still don't understand how they can be so stupid and how they can be stabbed to death by the opponent's dagger so conveniently.

Enemies from outside kept pouring in, and the small, even rough living room was covered with corpses.

The enemy seemed to realize that skill could not prevail, and began to use their numerical advantage to kill by force.

Rat in Stormwind City, you also want to kill me? The middle-aged man's roar was accompanied by sharp killing moves, circling among the enemies like a whirlwind.

Blood was flowing on the ground. The girl hid in the closet and watched the killing. Her young heart was greatly shocked. She could not understand why these strangers broke into her home and killed her father.

She felt even more dizzy. Some strange memories seemed to pop up in her head. When she shook her head, her movements were slightly larger. She didn't notice at all. The blood slowly flowed in from under the seam of the wardrobe and pooled in the low-lying area at her feet. Xiaotan, she accidentally stepped on it.

Her body suddenly lost balance, and she staggered out of the closet. The girl was directly exposed to the assassins.

One of the assassins threw the dagger in his hand without looking at it. A few meters apart, the sharp dagger drew an arc and flew past the girl's neck.

I'm going to kill you!! The eyes of the middle-aged man who was proficient in assassination seemed to be about to burst open. He knew very well the power of this blow, and he also understood the consequences of this blow.

Seeing his daughter clutching her neck and falling helplessly in a pool of blood, the middle-aged man could no longer remain calm. He gave up his skills that reached the peak in seconds, and like a berserker, daggers and long knives were dancing wildly, and the three men surrounding him were attacking him. The strongest assassin was chopped into corpses in an instant.

kill him!

Kill him! Come on, all together!

The enemy no longer played any tricks and just stabbed him with a sword.

Elegance no longer existed, and his steps no longer moved. The middle-aged man replaced his injuries with injuries. With the anger in his heart, he killed all the enemies. At the same time, he fell beside the girl in anger.

At this time, he unexpectedly discovered that the girl's injury had healed. He didn't know what the mystery was. His consciousness was gradually blurring. He only had time to shout in front of his daughter and many supporters: Tell those lackeys of Stormwind City! I His actions are righteous!”

The original owner died on the spot, her future and past were replaced, and the time traveler took over and healed this new body.

Even though three days had passed, the middle-aged man's roar still lingered in Vanessa Van Cleef's ears.

Edwin Van Cleef, this middle-aged man who was nicknamed Da Fan in his previous life, died right in front of him. It was really ironic when he thought about it.

In a despicable assassination, Stormwind City's elite assassins came out in force, using the traitor's guidance and some luck to complete an ugly mission of bullying the few.

The simple misunderstanding between the two parties was ignored by the nobles. The conspiracy could be exposed through dialogue, but the nobles adopted the most drastic, and perhaps the simplest method in their minds to deal with the problem. The misunderstanding turned into misunderstanding, and the misunderstanding turned into hostility. Now The hostility turned into a blood feud.

Twenty-five assassins were killed on the spot, and the predecessor's father, the leader of the Defias Brotherhood, Edwin Van Cleef, was also stabbed several times and fell in a pool of blood full of grief and anger.

As the most powerful assassin trained by Stormwind City's MI7, Dafan's skills were enough to crush all incoming attackers. After rebelling against Stormwind City and raising the flag of rebellion, similar assassinations occurred from time to time. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Originally, these assassins were not the first batch, nor should they be the last, but Vanessa's accident changed everything.

She has nothing to do with Edwin Van Cleef. In her previous life, she posted a lot of posts on the Internet that exposed the ugly face of Edwin Van Cleef.

He is pitiable, but he is also hateful. He is not a good person in the traditional sense. People who want him dead can line up from Westfall to Stormwind City. Among these people are not only nobles, but most of them are civilians. They don't understand the grudges between Edwin Van Cleef and the nobles. They only know that this group of people destroyed their lives, made them leave their homes, and separated their wives and children.

If Edwin VanCleef has grievances and wants to take revenge on Stormwind City, then who should these civilians complain to?

This guy is not a good person. Even in the end, his anger, resentment, and violent killing towards the assassins were all for that girl, not her.

But this body still couldn't bear this blood feud, so she made peace with the assassin and the nobles, pretending that nothing had happened? Sorry, I can't do it. This is the only obsession in my body. I must at least avenge him, let those fat-headed nobles hear my voice, and save Edwin Van Cleef, the respectable, pathetic and hateful middle-aged man. The man draws a full stop.

Putting on the badly damaged leather armor with some blood stains, she picked up the one-handed sword called Cruel Barb, tied on her cloak in front of the mirror, and took care of her short black hair.

Her beautiful face still had a childish look, and the lingering traces of the assassination seemed to be still visible between her eyebrows. She raised the stand-up collar of her leather armor to block her scratched but re-healed neck, and pushed open the door with one hand. .

Edwin Van Cleef's daughter may be gone, but Vanessa Van Cleef is still there.