Azeroth Undercover Diary

Who can be worse than me? After staying up late, the monster suddenly died, dressed as a bartender in Azeroth, and his salary was 30 coppers, and he was deducted every day! At the beginning, I was threatened by a rare elite miner who knocked on the bar and poured Defias red ale all over him. I was about to be sent to feed the spiders. I could only take out the game memory from the bottom of the box: "Brother, I know you are waiting for the messenger, and I also know that Grian is going to cut off the beard!" Just relying on "spoilers" to sneak into Defias and unlock the stealth skills of thieves, he turned around and was blocked by MI7: "Come undercover, or you will go to jail!" With the Defias red mask on his left hand and the MI7 badge on his right hand, he carries Onyxia's black dragon conspiracy in his arms. He jumps repeatedly between "beheaded by Van Cleef" and "discovered by Wolson" every day. Victor: "Thank you for the invitation. I have just finished fooling Johnson into mining, and I have to deal with Rakzo's difficulties. I still have to remember to send intelligence to MI7... How can I survive in time travel? When I save up enough money, I will take Heather's tavern membership card and go to Stormwind City to drink ale without water! I will step on VanCleef by the way. After all, I bought his suit eight times that year!"