Anti-hero of a certain comic

Perhaps affected by the warning in his heart, Malcolm's eyelids twitched, and he loosened the bowstring without thinking, and the sharp black arrow shot out.

And the target he was targeting was not the strange woman in front of him who made him feel dangerous, but Leo who was standing in front of the desk.

The simplest logical inference is that no matter who the other party is, the young leader of the White family must be her target of protection.

Attack them to save them, this is the fighting skill that Malcolm learned from the ninja master.

As long as that woman distracts herself from the rescue, she can seize the opportunity.

a brief period of less than one second

"Mr. Merlin, you seem to have made a mistake."

Leo clenched his hands and grasped the metal arrow like black lightning in his palm.

The polymer arrow shaft keeps buzzing and vibrating. The sharp black arrow shot from the 120-pound compound bow has an arrow speed that is comparable to the bullet coming out of the chamber, and the penetrating power is enough to penetrate iron armor.

"You are the weakest person in this room."

Leo let go and threw away the black arrow, with a smile on his lips.

Judging from their performance just now, the archery skills of Malcolm Merlyn and Oliver Queen are probably between [-] and [-].

It's just that the former is more experienced and can attack faster. No wonder Green Arrow was beaten so badly in the original timeline.

Malcolm's eyes widened, just like Oliver did before, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

However, he was not absent-minded for too long. A slender figure suddenly approached. The person's toes tapped the ground and flashed in front of him like an afterimage.

In an instant, Ms. Siwa turned her palms into fists, turned her palms over, and brought out a strong sound of wind, hitting Malcolm's temple directly.

The fierce attack and fierce momentum make people feel chilled.

Malcolm, who had been training in the Assassin's League for several years, kicked the ground hard, used the recoil force to retreat sharply, and simultaneously drew a black arrow from the quiver behind his back with his right hand.

Even in the midst of high-speed movements, his hands remained extremely stable, drawing arrows and firing the bow in one go.

With a "swish" sound, the metal arrow grazed Ms. Siwa's long hair and was deeply nailed to the wall behind.

"You have no chance to take action"

Ms. Siwa pursed her thin lips, and her eyes were as sharp as knives, scraping across Malcolm's body with awe.

At this time, the opponent's second arrow was already on the bow string, and he shot out with enough force.

The first arrow was originally meant to attract Ms. Siwa's attention. It was a hook with bait to create an opportunity for the real killing move.

The two arrows were less than a few breaths apart. How could the other side dodge at such a close distance?

The smile on Malcolm's lips hadn't fully opened yet, but it completely froze on his face the next moment.

Ms. Siwa, who pounced at close range, seemed to have expected it. Her body suddenly twisted in mid-air to avoid the sharp arrow edge.

At the same time, she directly reached out and grabbed the black arrow. The moment she made contact, her right arm shook violently, and then she held it firmly, using a clever method to relieve the strong force on the arrow shaft.

The martial artist with flying black hair, who looked like a goddess of revenge, raised his hand and inserted the arrow into Malcolm's shoulder.

The titanium alloy blade cut through the skin and penetrated into the shoulder blade. Affected by the severe pain, the muscles all over the body subconsciously tightened into a ball, which made the arrow go deeper.

Malcolm groaned, his hood mask soaked with cold sweat.

He gritted his teeth, bent his right knee and pushed forward, and swung the compound bow with his left hand to force Ms. Siwa back.

"who are you"

The magician from the League of Assassins' voice trembled, and he rolled back to the corner with a slightly frightened look in his eyes.

Malcolm had never felt so uncomfortable as he did now. As soon as they met, he was at a disadvantage of being suppressed.

This woman is not only physically powerful and experienced in combat, but she also has a terrifying ability.

Every step I take seems to be predictable.

From the timing and angle of shooting arrows, to even the second before launching an attack, the opponent can accurately predict

"Of course it's the person who took your life."

Ms. Siwa snorted coldly and stepped forward.

During the battle, she doesn't care about holding back. She will either kill her or cripple her.

Malcolm's eyes were dark, and he kept controlling his rapid breathing, trying to forget the physical pain.

Another arrow shot out

Ms. Siwa raised her eyebrows, paused, and wanted to catch it with her bare hands.

"Sandra"

Leo's shout came from behind, and a blazing electric current surged out.

The rapidly shooting black arrow was hit by a whip-like electric current, and suddenly changed its trajectory and bounced in the other direction.

嘭

The arrow exploded with dazzling sparks in the air. It was obvious that this was a special gift prepared by Malcolm.

"Mr. Merlin, you are at the end of your rope."

Leo, standing in front of the desk, put down the silver cane.

He pressed his wrist, pulled out a slender double-edged sword, and held it in a beautiful sword flower.

"Now you, like Oliver Queen who is imprisoned in Iron Mountain Prison, are both the trapped beast in the cage."

Leo waved to Ms. Siwa to take a few steps back, leaving plenty of room for Malcolm.

A smile appeared on his face, and he said unhurriedly: "I know your so-called grand plan, to destroy Palm Lake and then rebuild Star City. The Assassin League always likes to do such things."

"I believe the Ninja Master must have boasted to you that they once created plague in ancient Rome, burned London to the ground with fire, and let cargo ships carry the plague to all corners of the world. He must have also told you that the meaning of the existence of the League of Assassins is For the self-evolution of the planet and humanity.”

"When the forest grows too lush, light a fire and let new life grow from the ashes. Tell the truth, are you really willing to believe this nonsense and regard it as truth?"

Leo asked mockingly, pointing his slender double-edged sword at Malcolm.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and before the other party could give an answer, he continued: "I don't like bargaining with others, Mr. Merlin, you only have one chance."

"Do you want to accept cooperation or refuse? Please give me an answer quickly so that I can decide whether you should go to hell today or have a chance to survive."

The words that Malcolm used to threaten Leo were actually returned to him intact.

"what do you want"

After a long silence, Malcolm asked in a hoarse voice.

He is a calm and rational person, not a fanatical believer who completely follows the Ninja Master, and is not even a fool who is willing to give his life for it.

Besides, who would not choose to retreat in the face of the shadow of death?

Malcolm thought to himself.

"You want to use equipment manufactured by Unidak Industries to cause an artificial earthquake and destroy the Palm Lakes without anyone noticing. The way the League of Assassins do things has not changed at all."

Leo continued to despise the League of Assassins. From Star City now to Gotham in the future, these people are so keen on destroying cities.

He very much wondered if the Ninja Master had soaked in the Lazarus Pool too much, so his brain was a little abnormal.

"My request is very simple. Since your action is about to begin, call the ninja master over and let him witness the destruction and rebirth of Star City with his own eyes. This is a good reason."

Hearing the conditions proposed by Leo, Malcolm's eyes flickered and he reminded: "The Ninja Master is the most terrifying person in the world. If you despise him, you will definitely suffer the consequences."

Since he joined the Assassin's League, he has seen many wonderful things about the Ninja Master, and he is naturally in awe.

Although unlike those fanatical believers who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the great cause of the Assassin League, they are somewhat fearful.

"You don't need to worry about this. I just need you to contact the Ninja Master. If he can bring the guy named David Kane, that would be even more perfect."

Leo was noncommittal about Malcolm's warning.

An old man who has lived for more than 700 years is certainly difficult to deal with, but the other person is still a mortal body, not an unkillable ghost.

With sufficient preparation, Leo believed that he could deal with the Ninja Master and the Assassin Alliance.

"I really want to promise you, but I can't."

Malcolm smiled bitterly. He had already contacted the League of Assassins before, claiming that he was about to complete the mission.

Originally, the ninja master should come in person to witness this wonderful show of destruction and rebirth.

It's a pity that the leader of the Assassin's League with many vests did not carry out the planned plan.

"The Ninja Master is not in Nandarbat and has gone to other places. I heard that he has found an excellent successor."

"Heir"

Leo was thoughtful, and someone vaguely appeared in his mind.