"Didi daily tasks are refreshed and tasks are being generated."
At 12 o'clock in the evening, Wu Ming, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.
Yesterday's tasks are quickly reset and new tasks take their place.
Wu Ming leaned on the bed, letting the moonlight outside the window shine on his shoulders. He just glanced at the task list, and his face became a little more ecstatic.
"Mission: Conquer the North Alliance and kill the alliance leader, the level 9 lurker North."
"Task reward: Allegiance to North Alliance, 3000 professional experience points, random combat skills +1."
"What a high mission reward, 3,000 experience points, and combat skills to be gained. North is simply a gift pack of experience!" Wu Ming is now a level 5 warrior, and it takes 1,600 experience points to upgrade to level 6. After this mission,
It was enough for him to complete the upgrade.
Sure enough, a man will not be rich without windfall, and a horse will not be fat without night grass.
He was worried about not having the experience to upgrade, and a massive amount of experience fell from the sky. He would wake up laughing from his dream tonight.
"North is a level 9 lurker. An ordinary level 5 warrior can never kill him. He will just give food to him if he goes there. But I am different. In a one-on-one situation, it is not difficult for me to kill him, as long as he has no helpers around him.
"
Wu Ming has the soul shock talent. If he cannot withstand his shock judgment, even a hero will die.
The only concern is that after activating Soul Shock, you will be in a weak state that will last for a day.
If North was accompanied by his men, even if he could kill North by force, he would not be able to escape being cut into pieces when he was weak, unless he waited until North was alone.
"Leave alone!"
Wu Ming thought and ordered: "Accept the mission."
"The Didi mission has been accepted. The target location will be released every hour. Please check it."
Just like when a red-named player is wanted when playing a game, a big map appeared in Wu Ming's mind.
This map includes the entire Tibraq, 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 hooded cloak, and took out the long sword from under the bed.
He turned back and glanced in the direction of the door. After thinking for a moment, he concealed his breath and jumped out of the open window.
When the moon is dark and the wind is high and fires are set on a murderous night, the atmosphere tonight is very suitable for murder.
It was already past twelve o'clock, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, two drunkards staggered past, but they were not interested in taking a second look at him.
With his mind locked on the red dot on the map, Wu Ming walked through the streets and alleys, quickly approaching North's location.
North is a level 9 lurker. He is best at hiding and his combat effectiveness is weaker than other professions.
Without the red dot coordinates, Wu Ming didn't dare to say that he could find him, but with the help of Golden Finger, North was like the louse on the monk's head. It was really conspicuous there.
"This is it!" Half an hour later, Wu Ming stopped outside a house and squinted at the two-story building in front of him.
This small building is very ordinary. There are at least a thousand buildings like this in the west of the city, and they are all occupied by middle-class families.
If it weren't for Goldfinger's guidance, he wouldn't have suspected anything even if he walked past here in the past, because it was so ordinary.
"Michel Trauffen."
On the door of North's house, there is a house plate with the name Michelle written on it.
Wu Ming took a quick glance and found that the lights on the second floor were still on, indicating that the owner of the house was not asleep yet.
After two slow steps, Wu Ming rushed up to a sycamore tree not far away and looked up towards the second floor.
The first thing that caught the eye was a study room with lights on. Inside, a thin, middle-aged man wearing glasses was writing and drawing, and he didn't know what he was writing.
After writing for a while, the middle-aged man seemed tired, took out a pipe, leaned on the chair and smoked silently.
Seeing this, Wu Ming planted his feet on the tree trunk, and like an arrow from a string, he jumped directly in through the open window.
Leap, lunge, and land firmly on the ground with a somersault.
When he suddenly saw someone breaking in, North, who was smoking silently, was startled like an ordinary person and stepped back in panic.
"Who are you?" North's appearance is not ferocious. His whole temperament is very artistic, especially the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, which make him look like an artistic young man.
Wu Ming didn't speak, just looked at North quietly, and picked up the toilet paper on the table.
The handwriting on the papyrus is messy, and what is written on it is not a criminal record, nor is it a transaction of power and money.
Wind, clouds, rain
This is a poem that talks about the beauty of nature and uses a romantic perspective to describe life. It is actually quite well written.
"What are you doing?" Wu Ming was a little shocked. He didn't expect that the notorious North was actually a person wearing gold-rimmed glasses who stayed up late to write poetry.
What the hell is this? The boss of the North Alliance doesn't use an ax or a pen. He won't kill people in the future. He wants to write books and biographies and become a poet.
"I am a writer, a writer of prose and poetry, and I have no money. Have you found the wrong person?" North looked very scared, and the disguise was so perfect that there was no flaw at all.
Wu Ming was noncommittal and reached out to rummage on the table.
There are many letters on the table. Some of the writers are wandering poets and some are prose novelists. Even Wu Ming has heard of many of the names.
On the left, there is a reply letter written by North, which is signed by the name Michelle. Moreover, the letter is full of discussions. Just looking at the content of this letter, a thin, full of nostalgia
The image of a prose and poetry writer is already vividly displayed on the page.
"North, no wonder you have never been exposed. Who would have thought that a person who often hangs out at aristocratic gatherings and is pursued by countless aristocratic girls would actually be a notorious gang boss! By the way, is your real name North, or is it Mi?
Is Sher your real name?" Wu Ming put down the things in his hands and asked North, who was still pretending.
Hearing such words, North looked confused, as if he didn't understand at all, and asked doubtfully: "What are you talking about, who is North, and what do you want to do? I've said it first, I don't have money, if you
I came here for money, I think you will be disappointed."
"Pretend, keep pretending, I've already identified it as you, it's useless what you say." Wu Ming has seen people who can pretend, but never seen anyone who can pretend like this.
It's already reached this point, and he still can't help but shed tears when he sees the coffin. It seems that North is very confident in his disguise, and he is planning to refuse to admit it.
"You think it's me?" North was still confused. Just as he was about to say something, footsteps sounded outside the door.
"Dear, who are you talking to?" There were footsteps outside the door. A woman in her thirties came in with her child in her arms. When she saw Wu Ming, she was stunned for a moment and said in surprise.
:"Who are you?"
"Woman, you should go back to bed." Wu Ming just looked back and didn't take it to heart.
Because North's wife has white and tender hands and walks very casually, it seems that she has not received combat training.
This is an ordinary person, Wu Ming came to the conclusion easily.
Then, he turned back slightly and smiled at North: "Dear Mr. North, if you were really Michelle, you should smile at me now, then kiss your lover's face, and let her go back to the room.
Don't come out if you hear anything, otherwise I can't guarantee what will happen."
"Okay." This time, North didn't pretend, but nodded calmly, without any trace of panic.
He walked up and kissed his wife, and then kissed the sleeping baby. No longer pretending, North whispered softly: "Go back to the room, don't ask why, and don't look back. Remember, the bedroom is
There is a secret compartment under the bed, and there is something I left for you in it. Go there now."
"Dear, you." The young woman looked confused and wanted to ask something more, but in the end she didn't speak.
Watching his wife not leaving, North's thin body blocked the door, and there was a dagger in his right hand at some point.
Wu Ming remained motionless until the young woman's footsteps gradually faded away, then he chuckled and said: "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.
Facing such eyes, Wu Ming finally understood why North wore glasses.
He is not really short-sighted, but uses lenses to soften his eyes and prevent his eyes from being exposed.
However, this is meaningless. What Wu Ming is most worried about is that North is surrounded by a group of guards and is a poisonous snake who likes to hide in sewers.
It's a pity that the good swimmer died of drowning. The level 9 lurker gave him too much confidence. Compared with the groups of subordinates, he obviously believed in his own concealment methods and never thought that he would be exposed.
"I discovered you because your name is famous!"
"The name is red?"
"Soul shocked, killed"
Golden light burst out from his eyes, and the long sword in Wu Ming's hand instantly stabbed out, hitting North's heart right in the heart.
North was driven back several steps by the force of the sword tip. When he regained consciousness, his body had been nailed to the wall.
As a level 9 professional, although his heart was still his fatal weakness, his powerful physical attributes prevented him from dying immediately.
Feeling the loss of strength in his body and the feeling of his whole body getting colder, North's eyes were full of pain and he opened his mouth with difficulty: "You are better than me, I have nothing to say. However, under the desk,
Hidden mask and ring. Put them on, you are North, please let my family go."
After struggling for half a minute, North was still dead.
Only gods have no weaknesses to hurt. Otherwise, even a hero above level 15 would still be killed if his heart is pierced.
Wu Ming pulled out his long sword and glanced at the dead North.
This time, the shock of his soul still stunned North, making him unable to even dodge the sword light.
However, Wu Ming found that compared to the last time, North was more resistant to soul shock, and he was stunned for less than five seconds.
Subconsciously opening the career panel, Wu Ming glanced at the battle records above, and his face slowly turned gloomy.
"You activate the natural shock ability on the target, the shock level is 18, the judgment is in progress, the target's will attribute is 10, the 18-point judgment was not passed, and medium shock was triggered."
The last time he used soul shock on Jason, he was so frightened that Jason urinated, leaving no room for resistance.
Obviously, North's willpower is much higher than Jason's.
Jason would fully bear the same level of soul shock, while North would only bear a small half.
Seeing such a result, Wu Ming couldn't help but think that maybe his soul shock, just like Legilimency magic, would not have much effect on people with a rock-solid will, and this was not good news.
"A person with a strong will will restrain my abilities!" Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking.