New Order of Azeroth

Da Fan's bodyguard, the tauren Mr. Heavy Fist, was seriously injured. A very rare poison was eroding his life. Even though the tauren were always known for their strong physiques, Mr. Heavy Fist could only lie on the bed at this time, like The dying old man is waiting for the arrival of death.

Without knowing the specific formula of the poison, even if Vanessa was quite talented in this area, she would not be able to prepare the antidote and could only rely on some conventional antidotes to maintain her life.

Except for the two escaped goblins, among the important leaders of the Dafan era, only the fishman chef around him was unscathed, and the rest of the backbone was completely gone!

Vanessa was both happy and sad.

The good news is that there is currently no one who can fight, and she, a talented mid-level thief, is considered the strongest on the field!

The bad news is that there is currently no one who can fight. She, a talented mid-level thief, is considered the strongest on the field...

She thought for a while, then turned to ask Johnson, a non-famous miner who was not in the mine before and therefore escaped. This guy is not on duty every day for three days. Not to mention the spies of the Brotherhood, even the boss Da Fan sometimes doesn't. Know where he is.

But today, Vanessa is very happy for the other party's behavior of slipping away. Look what those Da Fan's subordinates were doing before? Goblins, murlocs, tauren! Now I finally have a normal human being who can communicate with me. Thank God.

"How many of us are left?" she asked.

Johnson, who was dressed as an old miner, was quite respectful and was not arrogant because Vanessa was young. He was very grateful to Edwin Vantliff, the former leader, for tolerating his wandering behavior. He would not talk about it in the future, at least for now. You should give some face.

As an old miner, Johnson was somewhat popular in the brotherhood. A thoughtful expression appeared on his face full of vicissitudes of life. He thought for a while before replying: "Maybe less than three hundred."

Less than three hundred! Vanessa felt a little pain in her back molars. At its peak, the Defias Brotherhood had more than 3,000 people, but now there are less than one-tenth left?

Because of Da Fan's perverse behavior, many people with lofty ideals have left the Brotherhood, but according to Vanessa's previous memory, there are still two thousand people. Did those assassins from three days ago use Wushuang? Killed more than 1,700 people? It's obviously impossible, these guys are hiding.

"Actually, Vanessa..." The old miner Johnson quickly changed his words when he saw her cold eyes: "Well, Miss Vantliff, many of the key members of the Brotherhood are still in the prison in Stormwind City. If If they rescue them, the Brotherhood can still cheer up.”

Vanessa said "Oh" and stopped talking, what a joke! The old guy is also holding back his bad intentions. Those people in the prison are Da Fan’s right-hand men. When we rescue them, will we listen to them or me?

Instead of developing in a low-key manner at this time, he took three hundred defeated soldiers to the capital's prison to rob people? Can this happen? Even if he could succeed, who else would be the one to accept Stormwind City's revenge in the end besides himself? This old guy is digging a hole for himself.

I secretly gave the old miner Johnson a cross. Everyone of my kind must have a different heart!

The old miner didn't get a response from her, so he thought for a moment and said again: "In addition, we can contact the Jackals and go with them to sack Sentinel Ridge."

He looked at the other little bosses: "I have said before that those goblins should be hanged! Look at it now! They have taken away all our savings. We need weapons, food and all kinds of livelihood. Supplies.”

"Old Johnson is right."

"Miss Van Cleef, we really need some... some supplies, otherwise our men will lose control."

"Perhaps we should also ask the murlocs and kobolds to join us?"

They all started talking about it, saying they were lacking this or that. In fact, they were not lacking at all. They just wanted to go out and grab some.

If it succeeds, everyone is happy, but if it doesn't, Vanessa takes the blame.

If she were still her predecessor, it would be really difficult to deal with such a group of unkind people.

Da Fan welcomes all comers. Half of the thieves in the Eastern Kingdom have gathered in the Brotherhood, and they are all thieves with not very good reputations. These people are not very loyal to the Brotherhood or Edwin Van Cleef, and they don't care about his People with great ambitions gather here just because of one thing, money!

There is a problem with the people's hearts in the organization, and there is also a problem with the professional classification of the members of the organization. There are only a few thieves in the brotherhood. There are almost no warriors and no mages, let alone priests and paladins. When they escape, they are all as light as a swallow, and they can't take turns. By the time they are working hard, no one can be found, and the organization needs major surgery to be reborn.

One cross, two crosses, three crosses, well, this one has a better attitude, you can keep it, and you can keep this one after some observation.

After looking at the leaders with the loudest voices, she slowly stood up until the room became quiet again.

"Jackals? Kobolds? There is an old saying, people who are not my race will have different minds! You can tell by your expressions that you have never heard of it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net I tell you, in this world, those who can The only people you trust are your own kind, only humans!”

This statement was more politically correct. The thieves disagreed, but they did not refute it. They never believed that kobolds and jackals were beings that could be equal to themselves.

One of the thieves with a sharp mouth and a rather gloomy look said in a long voice: "Miss Van Cleef, the brothers below need some supplies, otherwise they will not obey orders!"

"Yes, miss, it's okay for us to have a hard time. We can't let the brothers below suffer."

"We don't want to rob the poor people in Sentinel Ridge. Isn't there nothing we can do?"

Vanessa looked at the group of people with a half-smile. They all fooled her into thinking they were a fool, so let's see who fooled whom.

She coughed: "Who said we have no money?"

When they heard about money, a group of people's eyes lit up.

"The Brotherhood has a secret treasure buried in the Western Wilderness. It is the Van Cleef family... It is a reserve left by the family many years ago. If you think it is needed... you can open it now. ." She spoke very hesitantly, as if she had gone through a fierce inner struggle before telling this secret.

oh? ! There is even a secret treasure!

The younger leaders of several brotherhoods were startled, but then they were relieved. This was very reasonable. For a thief as strong as Edwin Van Cleef, there was nothing wrong with leaving some treasures behind.

Treasure, treasure! Their minds were filled with this word, and they accepted Vanessa's order to take action with her confidants without even thinking.

Later that day, five small boats took more than twenty thieves out of the river in the Death Mine and headed northwest along the coastline.