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quiver base

"Is this the Yamozo robot that Deathstroke bought?" Carlos looked at one of the files in the USB flash drive and said with one hand supporting his head.

"SHIELD generally won't cooperate with people like Deathstroke to deceive us." The speaker was Oliver who had just finished his meditation.

"I'm afraid that to answer the death knell, we will have to rely on Osborne's airborne transmission device to spread Mirakuru throughout the city."

Carlos said what Deathstroke should have done originally. After all, the butterfly effect in this universe is too great. For example, the black man from the original Green Arrow team disappeared. According to Oliver's original words, 'I don't need anything. Bodyguard', he wasn't sure Deathstroke would follow the plot.

"Maybe that's what Deathstroke wants to do." The one who agreed with Carlos was Thea. She felt that Kamen Rider was much more handsome than an adolescent kid. Of course, a certain Kryptonian witch didn't know that Thea thought so.

"Why else would he open a factory specifically to make pornographic Mirakuru?" White Canary's eyes became more determined.

"I think so too."

Roy's position is rather awkward in this team where the majority of women are. If he fights, he doesn't dare to win. If he doesn't fight, he looks too cowardly.

"Then let's make combat arrangements." Looking at his determined teammates, sister and disciples, Oliver also made up his mind to fight to the death.

"Nissa, leave it to me." White Canary ignored her sister's gaze and resolutely decided to face her lover.

"Let me help you." Black Canary wanted to help her sister.

"No need, this is a matter between us." White Canary sternly refused her sister's help. She wanted to solve her own problems herself.

"Okay then..." Black Canary could only withdraw her helping hand.

"Leave the mercenaries brought by Deathstroke to me." Roy knew that he had little chance of winning against Deathstroke, so he decided to pick the weak one.

"Leave the mercenaries to me too." Thea knew how much she weighed.

"Leave Deathstroke to me." Oliver had to take on his biggest enemy. This could be said to be something he caused.

"Leave the airborne transmission machine to me." A lot of eyes were gathered on Carlos. Looking at the eyes of everyone present, Carlos waved his hands quickly and said:

"I still have an unused armor that can be used to deal with poison gas."

"Really?" Oliver kept an eye on it, no! I need to remember a few more copies of this kid and send them to Gotham next door.

"How can there be only one set of armor?" Carlos shook his hair narcissistically.

"Okay, let's deploy it like this. Do you have any objections?" Oliver asked everyone present, and at this time a voice rang out.

"I don't agree! I want to vote no! Why should I be the only one to go back to Central City in despair!" Wally was so beaten by Carlos that he developed antibodies.

"Think about what good things you have done. First, you alerted the enemy and caused the Kamen Rider to be injured. Because you did this, we are now passive!" Before Carlos could speak, Oliver warned Wally.

"The Flash is on his way!"

"But……"

"No but!"

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death knell base

"Are you sure you can destroy this city?"

Nyssa questioned Deathstroke for the first time. After all, Deathstroke was beaten away by a newbie this time. It was really embarrassing. It was as embarrassing as being caught and imprisoned by The Flash or Spider-Man.

"I should ask you this!"

Deathstroke also has a tube inserted into his body that delivers nutrient solution to his body. After all, being bombed by missiles is not a pleasant thing.

"You have been defeated by a newcomer, what else can you ask me?" Nisha was not very economical. The environment she grew up in did not allow her to be so simple.

"I see you didn't have much success in Gotham back then." Deathstroke is good at these sarcasm, anyone in this profession knows a little bit about everything.

“Hmph!” Nessa snorted coldly.

"Let your ninjas guard that machine." Deathstroke thought of a plan that was originally perfect, but now Deathstroke feels like "How can I deal with Gundam?"

"But even if they break your siege, will they be killed by the ninjas? How vicious! Deathstroke." Nyssa looked at Deathstroke and told Deathstroke's plan.

"A very simple plan!" Deathstroke unplugged the nutrition tube, stood up from the recliner, and continued:

"But it works. Those guys will definitely come. They won't fail to come, because if they don't come... Star City will be destroyed!"

Even under the light, Death Knell can still create a large shadow, and this shadow will only swallow the light, no matter how big the gap is.

"Alright, get ready." Deathstroke's tall (193cm) body silently told the residents of Star City that your day of destruction has arrived, are you ready to greet it?

"Go down and prepare for battle." Nissa commanded her ninjas. The ninjas of the Assassin League did not listen to anyone except their commander.

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S.H.I.E.L.D. mobile base

"Clint, what do you think Team Arrow's winning percentage is?"

The famous ‘Black Widow’ Natasha Romanoff asked her partner when she had nothing to do.

"Let's go fifty-fifty."

Clint looked a little solemn, but he knew that Green Arrow and the others might be able to win, but they would have to pay a higher price. His intuition had always been accurate.

"Really?" Natasha still had a sense of laziness and didn't seem to care at all.

"Trust me." Clint didn't like teasing as much as Natasha.

"Be more humorous, Clint." Natasha leaned in as she spoke.

"Have you forgotten that I got married a long time ago?" Clint was very helpless.

"I remember! How old is your daughter?" Although Natasha has a good memory, people in their profession should forget some things. Only in this way can they survive.

"She is sixteen this year. I hope she won't find a boyfriend." Clint thought of the little ancestor in his family, and his face became a little warmer and softer.

"Sixteen? What a wonderful age." Natasha looked a little yearning. She started assassinating when she was sixteen!

"Stop thinking nonsense and get ready to work." Clint took out a longbow from the equipment box.

"Okay, I also want to experience the nightlife of Star City." Thinking of the mission, Natasha reluctantly took out a pair of special bracelets from the equipment box. This pair of bracelets is a high-tech piece of SHIELD. Dare to break it, otherwise some unscrupulous person will deduct money from her salary to repair it.

"gone!"

"Ready!"

The three parties are about to gather on the battlefield. Which party can win?