"Didi...... Daily quests are refreshed, and tasks are being generated. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

At 12 o'clock in the evening, Wu Ming, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a bright light flashing in his eyes.

Yesterday's mission quickly reset, and the new mission took its place.

Wu Ming leaned on the head of the bed, letting the moonlight outside the window shine on his shoulders, and just glanced at the task list, his face was a little more ecstatic.

"Mission: Conquer the Norse Alliance, kill the leader of the Alliance, the level 9 lurker North."

"Mission Reward: Norse Alliance Allegiance, 3,000 Class Experience Points, +1 Random Combat Skill."

"Such a high task reward, 3,000 experience points, and combat skills to get, North is simply an experience gift package!" Wu Ming is now a level 5 warrior, and it takes 1600 points of experience to reach level 6, and this task is enough for him to complete the upgrade.

Sure enough, people have no windfall and no wealth, and horses have no night grass and no fat.

He was worried that he would not have experience to upgrade, and a large amount of experience would fall from the sky, and he would wake up laughing from his dream tonight.

"North is a level 9 lurker, an ordinary level 5 warrior, he will never be able to kill him, and he will deliver food when he goes. But I'm different, in a one-on-one situation, it's not difficult for me to kill him, as long as he doesn't have helpers around. ”

Wu Ming has the talent of soul deterrence, and if he can't withstand his deterrent judgment, even if he is a hero, he will die.

The only concern is that after activating the Soul Shock, there will be a state of weakness that lasts for a day.

If North had his men with him, he would have been able to forcibly kill North, and he would not have escaped the dismemberment of his weakened body, unless he waited until he was alone.

"Single!"

Wu Ming's heart moved, and he ordered: "Accept the task." ”

"Didi...... The task has been accepted, and the target location will be released every hour. ”

Just like when playing a game, a wanted red player, Wu Ming's mind appeared with a large map.

This map encompasses the entirety of Tiprague, and there is a red dot flashing on it, which is obviously the location of North.

Wu Ming got up from the bed, put on a cloak with a hood, and took out the long sword from under the bed.

Glancing back in the direction of the door, he thought for a moment, then hid his breath and leaped out of the open window.

On the night of the murder in the dark moon, when the wind is high and the fire is set on fire, the atmosphere of tonight is very suitable for killing.

It was past twelve o'clock at the moment, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the streets, except for the occasional two drunkards who staggered by, and had no interest in looking at him more.

Locked on the red dots on the map, Wu Ming interspersed the streets and alleys, quickly approaching North's location.

North is a level 9 lurker, what he is best at is concealment, and his combat power is weaker than other classes.

There were no red dot coordinates, and Wu Ming didn't dare to say that he could find him, but with the help of the golden finger, North was the lice on the top of the monk's head, and it was really conspicuous there.

"This is it!" Half an hour later, Wu Ming stopped outside a private house and squinted at the two-story building in front of him.

This small building is very ordinary, and there are at least 1,000 buildings like this in the west of the city, and all of them are inhabited by middle-class families.

If there was no guidance from Goldfinger, he would have walked through here in the past, and he would not have doubted anything, because it was too ordinary.

"Michel Traufen."

On the door of North's house, there is a door number with the name Michelle written on it.

Wu Ming glanced at it briefly and found that the light was still on on the second floor, indicating that the owner of the house had not yet fallen asleep.

After taking two steps, Wu Ming jumped up to a plane tree not far away, and raised his eyes to look towards the second floor.

In the eye, the place where the light is lit is a study, in which there is a middle-aged man with thin body and glasses who is writing and drawing, and I don't know what he is writing.

After writing for a while, the middle-aged man seemed to be tired, took out a pipe, leaned back in the chair and smoked silently.

Seeing this, Wu Ming stepped on the trunk of the tree, and the whole person was like an arrow from the string, and he jumped directly into the open window.

Leaping, rushing, a somersault landed steadily on the ground.

Suddenly, seeing someone break in, North, who was silently smoking, was startled like an ordinary person and retreated back in a panic.

"Who are you?" North's appearance is not vicious, and the temperament of the whole person is very literary, especially the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, which makes him look like a literary youth.

Wu Ming didn't speak, just looked at North quietly, and picked up the straw paper on the table casually.

The handwriting on the straw paper was messy, and what was written on it was not a criminal record, let alone a power-for-money transaction.

Wind, clouds, rain...

This is a poem that tells about the beauty of nature and compares life from the perspective of wind and rain, and it is actually quite well written.

"What are you doing?" Wu Ming was a little stunned, but he didn't expect that the notorious North was actually a person who wore gold-wire glasses and stayed up late to write poetry.

What the hell is this, the boss of the Norse Alliance, he doesn't take an ax and a pen, he won't cut people in the future, he wants to write a book and become a poet.

"I'm a writer, a writer of prose and poetry, I don't have any money, are you looking for the wrong person?" North looked frightened, his disguise so vivid that he couldn't see any flaws at all.

Wu Ming was noncommittal, reaching out and rummaging on the table.

There were many letters on the table, and some of the people who wrote them were wandering poets, some were prose novelists, and many names that even Wu Ming had heard of.

On the left, there is also a reply letter written by North, and the name Michelle is on it. Moreover, the letter is full of literary discussions, just looking at the content of this letter, the image of a thin, nostalgic prose poetry writer is already on the page.

"North, no wonder you've never been exposed, who would have thought that the person who often hangs out at aristocratic gatherings and is sought after by countless aristocratic girls would actually be a notorious gangster boss! By the way, is North your real name, or is Michelle your real name? Wu Ming put down the things in his hand and asked North, who was still pretending.

Hearing this, North was at a loss, as if he didn't understand at all, and wondered: "What are you talking about, who is North, what do you want to do?" I'll start by saying it, I don't have any money, and if you're here for money, I think you're going to be disappointed. ”

"Pretend, pretend, I've already decided it's you, it's useless for you to say anything." Wu Ming has seen something that can be pretended, but he has never seen something that can be pretended like this.

It's this time, and there are no tears when he doesn't see the coffin, and it seems that North is very confident in his disguise, and he plans to die and not admit it.

"Think it's me?" North was still dazed, and was about to say something when footsteps rang out outside the door.

"Honey, who are you talking to?" There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a woman in her thirties, holding a child, walked in, and when she saw Wu Ming, she was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed, "Who are you?" ”

"Woman, it's time for you to go back to sleep." Wu Ming just glanced back, and he didn't pay attention to it.

Because North's wife has white and tender hands, and she walks very casually, she has not received combat training at first glance.

This is an ordinary person, and Wu Ming easily came to a conclusion.

Then, he turned back slightly and smiled at North: "Dear Mr. North, if you are really Michelle, you should smile at me now, and then kiss your lover's face, and let her go back to her room, and don't come out if she hears anything, or I can't guarantee what will happen." ”

"Okay." This time, North didn't pretend, but nodded calmly, how could there be a panicked look.

He walked up and kissed his wife, and then kissed the sleeping baby, and North, who was no longer pretending, whispered softly: "Go back to the room, don't ask why, and don't look back." Remember, there's a secret compartment under the bed in the bedroom that contains what I left for you, so go now. ”

"My dear, you—" The young woman looked dazed, wanting to ask something more, but in the end she did not speak.

Seeing his wife not leave a single step, North's thin body blocked the door, and there was an extra dagger in his right hand at some point.

Wu Ming didn't move until the young woman's footsteps faded away, and then he chuckled: "There is not even a guard, it seems that you are very confident in your disguise, but many times, confidence is often fatal." ”

"Maybe, by the way, how did you find out?" North turned around and slowly took off his glasses, his eyes full of sharpness.

With such a gaze, Wu Ming finally knew why North was wearing glasses.

He is not really short-sighted, but uses lenses to soften his gaze and not let his eyes be exposed.

However, this is meaningless, Wu Ming is most worried about the group of guards around North, a poisonous snake that likes to hide in the sewers.

Unfortunately, the Good Swimmer died of drowning, and the Level 9 Lurker gave him too much confidence, and he obviously believed in his own concealment methods more than the hordes of his men, and never thought that he would be exposed.

"I found you because your name is red!"

"The name is red?"

"Soul Shock, Kill..."

The golden light in his eyes burst out, and the long sword in Wu Ming's hand instantly stabbed out, hitting the position of North's heart.

North was taken back several steps by the force on the tip of the sword, and when he came back to his senses, his body had been nailed to the wall.

As a level 9 professional, although the heart is still an Achilles' heel, his strong physical attributes prevent him from dying in the first place.

Feeling the passage of strength in his body, as well as the feeling that his whole body was gradually getting colder, North's eyes were full of pain, and he opened his mouth with difficulty: "You are stronger than me, I have nothing to say." But, underneath the desk, there are hidden masks and rings. Put them on and you... You're North, please spare me... My family..."

After struggling for half a minute, North still died.

Only gods have no weakness damage, otherwise even if it is a hero above level 15, it will still be impossible to escape death if the heart is pierced.

Wu Ming drew his long sword and glanced at the dead North.

This time, his soul was shocked, and it still stunned North, so that he couldn't even dodge the sword light.

However, Wu Ming found that compared to the last time, North's resistance to soul shock was very high, and the time he was stunned was less than five seconds.

Subconsciously opened the career panel, Wu Ming glanced at the battle record on it, and his face slowly became gloomy.

"You have activated your Innate Shock Ability on the target, Shock Level 18, and the judgment is in progress...... Ding, the target's will attribute is 10, fails the 18-point judgment, triggers medium shock. ”

The last time he launched a soul shock on Jason, he directly scared Jason into, and there was no room for resistance at all.

Obviously, North's willpower is much higher than Jason's.

For the same level of soul shock, Jason will bear it completely, and North will only bear a small half.

Seeing such a result, Wu Ming couldn't help but think, maybe his soul was shocked, just like the magic of the dementor, I am afraid it would not have much effect on people with a rock-solid will, and this was not good news.

"A strong-willed man will restrain my abilities!" Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, no one knew what he was thinking.