"Hey, these three people, who seem to be very rich, actually bought bread for a few little ghosts to eat. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hmph, I think eighty percent of them are rich people, and today's wine money has fallen."

His ears moved slightly, and Wu Ming, who was walking in front, glanced behind him with a smile.

These are two homeless men, with the same disgraced appearance as the refugees, but with fierce eyes and greed in their eyes.

The refugees who fled to Tiprague were ordinary country people, robbers and robbers, and so on.

Obviously, these two people are the latter, with a faint murderous aura on their bodies, and their waists are bulging. Perhaps, it may not be possible for them to go outside the city and fight with skeleton soldiers, but in the face of their own people, they are all wolves who can't be fed, and if they target you, they will tear off two pieces of meat.

"Boy, stop."

A homeless man noticed Wu Ming's gaze, took two quick steps, and took out a dagger from his arms.

Another homeless man, holding a short knife, stopped at Wu Ming's side, and said with a cruel smile: "Brother has been short of money recently, borrow some money to spend, don't you mind?" ”

"Mind me, I do."

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth were slightly upturned, and he didn't look at the dagger in front of him, and said with a smile: "Do you know, whose territory is this?" ”

"What?" Before the homeless man could react, he only felt a pain in his wrist, and the blade of the dagger flashed through his eyes.

Burst!

Blood sprayed, and the homeless man clutched his neck and fell to his knees.

Seeing that his companion was killed, the other homeless man was shocked and angry, and stabbed Wu Ming with a short knife.

Wu Ming didn't move, the dagger in his hand came first, and he poked it before the homeless man, and the dagger stabbed into the opponent's chest with a "poof".

"You, you—" The homeless man's face was distorted by the pain, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Wu Ming leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and said in a low voice: "This is my territory!" ”

Since the beginning of the Norse Alliance, the underground forces in Tiprague have always been under the control of the Norse Alliance.

As the leader of the new generation, Wu Ming is the underground king here, and the two little thieves actually dare to beat his idea, it is really a mouse to be a cat as an escort, and he will not die if he asks for money.

killed two people in a row, and the greedy eyes around disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Wu Ming smiled coldly, only crushed the two ants, and continued to lead Lucy and the two towards the contact point in the city.

The city of Tiprague, where the headquarters of the Norse Alliance, is hidden in a bar.

Unlike the depression of other industries, because of the invasion of the undead, the Norse Alliance has an opportunity to expand.

Countless homeless foreign professionals have either joined the city guard or have been absorbed by major forces.

As the largest dark force in the city, the Norse Alliance is also the first choice of many people, and when Wu Ming walked into the bar, he saw dozens of professionals.

"Tell the butcher and they'll say I'm back." Walking to the bar counter, Wu Ming casually dropped a seal.

The bartender was an old man, who had seen the appearance of this seal, but had not seen Wu Ming's true face, and couldn't help but say, "You..."

"Paul, go." Wu Ming changed his voice, Enos's tone, and said with a smile at the bartender.

Paul paused for a moment, there were many people in the league who knew him, and very few knew what his name was.

Moreover, the voice of the leader North, he is too familiar, and this position was arranged for him by Wu Ming.

Secretly glancing at Wu Ming, Paul lowered his head and left.

Half an hour later, the butcher, the groomer, the executioner, the gambler, and the four minor leaders gathered.

Wu Ming sat at the bar counter of the bar, holding a glass of rum in his hand, and hooked his fingers at the four people: "The last time we got together was three months ago, and it makes people miss it when they think about it." Now, we're together again, and though the clown and nightingale aren't there, we're finally the majority of the people, are you happy? ”

The husband was the oldest, and he nodded his head again and again while smoking a dry cigarette, and his smiling eyes narrowed.

The executioner did not like to speak, and sat there without saying a word.

The other two people, the gambler with the playing cards, and the butcher with the shaved head, looked at Wu Ming noncommittally, with a faint expression of emotion in their eyes.

"Are you really North?" The butcher grinned, glanced at the gambler after speaking, and asked, "Gambler, do you believe that our leader is only a half-old child?" ”

"Believe it, why don't you believe it, if you don't believe it, you can try it." The gambler played the cards and encouraged the butcher.

The butcher nodded slightly, poured himself a glass of wine, sat down beside Wu Ming, and said in a low voice, "I don't believe it, I want to try it." ”

"Okay." I haven't seen each other for more than three months, and the strength of the Norse Alliance has increased greatly, and it is inevitable that the people below will have other ideas.

Wu Ming slowly stretched out a finger, shook it twice at the butcher, and said, "One finger." ”

Sou.

Fingers swiped down the butcher's neck.

Before the butcher could figure out what was going on, he laughed with his glass and laughed, "Are you making me laugh, I... Cuckoo. ”

A thin blood-red line appeared on his neck, and the hot blood flowed down uncontrollably.

The playing cards in the gambler's hand were instantly deformed.

He's not a butcher who's reckless, but a thief who pursues speed, plus a gambler who dominates casinos.

But with his eyesight, he could only barely see it, Wu Ming shook it with his fingernails, and the rest couldn't be seen clearly.

"I'm North, is there anyone against it?" Gently reaching out and pushing the butcher's body to the ground, Wu Ming asked expressionlessly.

There was silence, no one spoke, just looked at the butcher struggling on the ground, and the pool of blood that kept stretching outward.

After three seconds, the husband put down the cigarette pouch and was the first to speak: "Of course no one objects, you are the leader, we will definitely listen to you." ”

Wu Ming glanced at his husband and was not surprised by this choice.

In the Norse Alliance, there are two small groups, and two are scattered people who don't care about anything.

The clown and the executioner are scattered people, they just need to eat and drink well, and they are not enthusiastic about the rights of the alliance.

The rest of the small group, the butcher and the gambler are one, and the nightingale and the changer are one.

During this time, the nightingale has been by Wu Ming's side, and with her relationship with her husband, it is normal to say a few words.

Therefore, among these people, the husband who seems to be a good man is the one who knows him best.

As for the unclear butcher and gambler, one was already lying on the ground, and the other was shaking with his hand holding the playing cards, as if he had Parkinson's disease.

"Don't be afraid, those who like to gamble are smart people, you call a gambler must be very smart, and he won't die as early as him." Wu Ming patted the gambler on the shoulder and pushed the butcher's beer over.

Sweat slid down the gambler's face, barely squeezed out a smile, and nodded, "Thank you, Chief." ”

"No thanks, everyone is their own people, so you don't need to see each other like this."

Wu Ming smiled and waved his hand, his gaze swept over everyone's faces, and he said, "By the way, has there been any major event in Tiprague recently?" ”

The husband was the first to shake his head, and the rest of the people thought about it and also shook their heads as an answer.

Seeing that everyone was shaking their heads, Wu Ming was strange, Tiprague was the place where the big event began, and Green and the early boss were here, how could it be calm.

"Is there anything strange over there in the City Lord's Mansion?" Wu Ming thought of the City Lord's Mansion and thought of Colt who occupied the magpie's nest.

"No, two days ago, the city lord also organized the nobles to give soup to the victims, and I didn't see anything special." The answer was still simple, and there was nothing of value.

Wu Ming was even more strange, banging on his wine glass and whispering, "Shi Congee, he has such a good heart?" ”

The one in the City Lord's Mansion has long been replaced by the people of the Undead Clan, and the current Earl of Cullen is actually the Grand Lich Klandor in disguise.

No matter how you look at it, this is not an honest person, and he hasn't jumped out for so long, is it addicted to playing latent play.