Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Members of the Mason Brothers! We are here today because we have been treated unequally!"

Van Cliff was wearing workers' clothes and stood at the gate of Stormwind City. In front of him, the workers representatives who were owed 8 months' salary. He stood on the high platform, waving his arms and shouted:

"We just want to pay back our own rewards! And those nobles slandered us for rebellion!"

"We are defenseless! We will not give our compatriots a fist at all! We have been very restrained, but they still spread malicious rumors about us in our hometown!"

"It's already unbearable!"

Van Cliff's voice was full of sorrow. In the past week, those nobles no longer confronted them head-on. They adopted a more vicious way. In the western wilderness towns of Yuexi and Shanjin, people were circulating everywhere. Rumors about the "Mason Brothers preparing for rebellion", the vicious rumors are eye-catching, and even disclosed details of the trade of weapons between Van Cliff and the goblins.

This made many civilians who originally supported the masonry feel fear. You must know that in the feudal kingdom, rebellion is a very terrible crime. The bottom members of the Brotherhood of Masonry are all honest and honest people. Once they are noble We have convicted the crime of rebellion, and many people will be destroyed in no time.

What is more frightening is that the rumors of the nobles are not groundless. Only Van Cliff and a few managers know that they did trade a batch of weapons and hire some mercenaries with goblins, but that is not for rebellion, but for Prevent the noblemen's private soldiers from destroying the associations of the Mason Brothers in Shanjin Town and Yuexi Town and their relatives.

The problem lies here. At this juncture, no matter how Van Cleef explained it, the matter was already unclear, so after discussing with the leaders of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, they decided not to wait any longer. Make a decision.

No one wants to be used as a gun, they have felt that a conspiracy is brewing, and they can no longer wait!

"Come with me, brothers, and under the testimony of the citizens of Stormwind City, let's go to the town hall to discuss!"

Van Cliff waved his hand, and the members of the majestic Brotherhood of Stonemasons and the citizens who looked at the lively or sympathetic people of the stonemason's encounter, as well as the soldiers responsible for monitoring the situation, followed the foreman. Through the prosperous business district, along the way, the members of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons waved their flags and shouted the name of justice, attracting many citizens to follow.

But Van Cliff felt a little weird, because under normal circumstances, there would not be so many people willing to mix this kind of thing, he looked back, the crowd behind him seemed menacing, and the number has reached an astonishing More than 500 people.

The vast crowd was like an anxious beast, the atmosphere at the scene became a lot noisier, and there was a trace of sweat on Van Cliff's forehead, but he couldn't stop, and once stopped, his inner weakness would be exposed , And the nobles hiding in the dark will realize that he is a strong foreigner, and they will oppress these poor workers even more.

He can only take them all the way to the town hall in the old town, and at the same time, in the headquarters of the MI7 on the edge of the old town, the assassin master Madias Shore who is dealing with other matters also Received reports from subordinates.

The 35-year-old master assassin frowned, and after listening to the report of the secret agent hidden in the crowd, his majestic brow furrowed high:

"You said, there are many people with ulterior motives in the crowd?"

"Yes! Leader."

The dressed-up spy, who was no different from ordinary people, replied: "Many people have weapons in their hands. They are fighting the emotions of the civilians. There is no doubt that they have a complete plan. In the name of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, they It is very likely that there will be a real rebellion, just today!"

"Van Cliff is not a reckless man. He is a veteran who participated in the orc wars. He has no doubt that he has a deep feeling for his homeland."

Shoalmo pulled his beard, Master Assassin narrowed his eyes and said:

"He was exploited, or rather, he was just a trivial little character in this conspiracy... What a pity, that all the agents who are now in Stormwind acted into the crowd, staring at the bad guys, Once they plan to make something happen, arrest them!"

"Follow the order! The leader!"

The spy led his way, and in the empty office, Matthias Shore rubbed his forehead. He leaned on the chair, took a magic image from the documents on the table, and placed it in front of him. Staring at the prominent countess in the image, Master Assassin murmured to himself:

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

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"Soma! Get out!"

"Come out and explain clearly!"

"Give us our money back!"

"Open the door! Open the door!"

Standing in front of the gate of the city hall, the crowd was restless, everyone was shouting, and in front of the city hall, the soldiers guarding here were facing an enemy. They pulled out their shields and watched the restless crowd in front of them, Van Cliff. He said something to the officials of the city hall, his words were fierce, and the official was only promised, and from time to time he drew his handkerchief to wipe the sweat.

"Today we must give us an explanation!"

Van Cliff's expression became stiff with anger. He waved his fists and accentuated his momentum. He shouted loudly:

"The salary arrears are bad enough. You actually spread rumors. This is too much! You are destroying our lives and even our lives. Let Siroma stand up and we want him to apologize to us!"

"But Sir Soma has not been to City Hall for two days."

The Wei Nuo Nuo official glanced at the restless crowd with some fear. He whispered: "You can't change anything by blocking here. Listen to me, Van Cliff, I also come from Yuexi Town. In my heart, I also think To help you, I heard that Sir Soma and the nobles are raising funds. Believe me, they have already planned to solve this matter. What you need...just wait patiently."

"wait?"

The word ignited Van Cliff's anger. The veteran surviving on the battlefield reached out and grabbed the official's collar. He pointed to the crowd behind him and whispered:

"You go tell them, let them wait, and see how they will respond to you! If it was not the Countess Katrina who supported us with some supplies, many people could not even eat, we have waited for 8 months! You still How long do you want us to wait? 1 year? 2 years? Or simply shut us up with a knife?"

"Asshole!"

The foreman also accumulated too much pain and irritability in his heart. Today, he broke it out completely:

"The king said that if we work hard, the priests say that if I am a good person and do some good things, life will be smooth, but in fact? Nobles, greedy ones! Bastards like Soma, they are above us, we just Bugs under its feet! The king will give us a pension every month, but now, we don’t get a penny! The king’s money he dares to be greedy! Not to mention ours! I can’t do it, I can’t wait any longer Oh... sorry, I can’t do it!"

"Let me go! You are crazy, Van Cliff, let me go!"

The little officer's yelling made Van Cliff take a step back. He looked at the soldiers who had gathered around him. He shook his head and said softly:

"This country is full of oppressed people. You turn a blind eye. Whenever a person wants to stand up, the nobles will let him shut up. Now it's my turn, right? It's my turn!"

"Ding, Ding"

Just when Van Cliff confronted the soldiers and the masonry was about to step forward to help, a sound of a carriage whistled behind everyone. Van Cliff turned around and saw that chubby Soma came down from the carriage, his face Some pale, and behind him, followed by a team of soldiers carrying heavy boxes.

"I'm here to solve the problem! Stop it!"

The jazz shouted loudly:

"All members of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, come here and get your money!"

"boom"

The heavy box was opened, and Jin Cancan's gold coins stopped everyone from shouting, while the soldiers surrounded the front of the box to maintain order.

"Van Cliff!"

Sir Soma walked up the steps of the town hall under the guard of the soldiers. He glanced indifferently at the helpless foreman. He said in a deep voice:

"In your eyes, there are no good people in this country, right? You can only make troubles, come with me! Let's talk about the follow-up placement, I brought some money, but it is not enough to give everyone Salary, but we will raise it later. If you really want to solve the problem, just come in and we discuss the details."

Van Cliff glanced back at the gradually calming crowd, and he was relieved in his heart. He looked at Sir Soma, and the cunning fat man in front of him was like a person.

He followed Jazz silently into the town hall and into Jazz's office. When there were only two people left, Jazz suddenly turned around and looked at him with a strange look:

"You want to find justice? I heard your voice more than once. You think you are doing something good for the kingdom, right? You rebel! Listen, I will give you a choice, and now I will take Your people return to where you should go, and we will always think of ways to solve your problems, or you can go all the way on the wrong road and take you and your brothers into the abyss."

Van Cliff heard an unclear meaning from Jazz's voice. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Sir Soma:

"What does it mean?"

"Meaning... we have no money at hand."

The chubby jazz sighed and sat in his chair. He looked at Van Cliff with a sad look:

"The money I brought was supported by the Countess. The beautiful and noble lady just wanted the problem to be solved quickly, but the problem is here. The royal family is building a navy, and the whole kingdom's finances are very tight. If you kill I can’t solve the problem."

"That's your business!"

Van Cliff figured out the jazz's plan in front of him. He still planned to talk about the matter. As for the money he brought, the money was only used to settle people's hearts.

"We have to live too! You must solve this matter, Jazz!"

The foreman gritted his teeth and said, "That's what we deserve!"

"You deserve it?"

Sir Soma's voice suddenly increased several times, he screamed:

"You are the king's people, you should make sacrifices for the king's image and honor! Just like the soldiers who stepped on the battlefield! Do you want justice? Do you want justice regardless of everything?"

This refutation made Van Cliff angry, and he shouted:

"I want to see justice and truth, no matter what way!"

"Good, then come"

The expression of Sir Soma suddenly became weird. He looked at Van Cliff, and all expressions on his face converged. He took a white gloved hand out of his pocket and put it in front of his eyes.

It was a red dagger, a thorny barb, and a red strip of cloth wrapped around the handle. This was an orc-style dagger, like a kind of spoils. When he saw it, Van Cliff stared. Eyes, silently called:

"That'smine..."

"Yes, this is yours."

Jazz muttered to himself, he pointed the dagger at his heart and looked at Van Cliff with a weird smile that scared people out of heart disease:

"You want justice, for this you will not hesitate to walk the path of flesh and bone...When you kill enough people, when you offer enough sacrifices for the ignorant god, you will see it , I hope that at that time, you can show a happy smile."

"For...for the glory of the king!"

"puff"

The sharp blade pierced the mouth of Jazz from the front, and blood spewed frantically along the blood groove of the blade, staining the desk in front of Jazz with blood red, and the blood even splashed on Van Cliff's clothes, while the veteran was stunned. Looking at this scene, his thinking has been confused, and he can't figure out what happened.

Until the moment when the city hall officials screamed and pushed open the door, they only saw Van Cliff squatting beside him, covered in blood, and Sir Soma, who had lost his life on the ground.

"boom"

Silent Mars exploded above Stormwind City, completely igniting the gunpowder barrel buried under the city... Under the overcast clouds, a chaotic storm is coming.

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