Anti-hero of a certain comic

Quinn Mansion.

After returning to modern society, Oliver stood by the window and stared at the dark night outside.

The pouring rain, lightning and thunder, and the bad weather reminded him of the difficult life on "Purgatory Island".

Five years ago, Oliver was still an ignorant playboy. With his extraordinary family background and handsome appearance, he wandered among the flowers and captured the ignorant hearts of many ignorant girls. He can be said to be a model of a playboy.

At that time, he was contentedly indulging in a ridiculous life, having fun as much as he wanted, without any idea of ​​the cruelty of his future fate.

Until the day when the unexpected happens

One day during the summer vacation, Oliver, who dropped out of the Ivy League, went out on a cruise ship with his father, and unfortunately encountered a shipwreck accident.

The violent storm swept everything, and the rough waves swallowed up the lives of the crew members in an instant.

Oliver, who has had a smooth life for more than 20 years, panicked, but what happened next brought him face to face with his cold and cruel fate.

His father, him, and a crew member, the three of them wandered on the vast sea for two full days.

Due to lack of food and fresh water, and with little hope of survival, the atmosphere of fear gradually spreads.

Robert Quinn, the famous Star City tycoon, the man who single-handedly took the Quinn Conglomerate to a higher level, made a decisive decision.

"Father"

Oliver pushed open the window, and cold water droplets hit the window sill, splashing into a cool mist.

The scene in which his father shot the crew member and then committed suicide lingered in his mind like a lingering nightmare.

All this is to keep yourself alive

Oliver rode a life raft, relying on the little food and fresh water, and drifted to an island called "Purgatory".

That island was also the purgatory in Oliver's life, where he was tortured

Ferocious beasts, cruel environment, and tense nerves all the time. If you don't pay attention, sudden illness or untreated wounds will quietly take away your life.

After human beings adapted to the urban life of steel and concrete, they returned to the ruthless nature and became the bottom of the food chain.

After experiencing a series of changes and cruel encounters, Oliver finally returned to modern society, returned to his family and friends.

"But everything seems to have changed."

Oliver frowned.

He could detect the close relationship between Walter and his mother, and the evasive look his friend Tommy sometimes gave him. It seemed that everyone had secrets that they could not tell frankly.

Even Oliver himself is the same

He is no longer the original Oliver Queen, the dandy who lived a life of debauchery and wealth.

His father said he had been forced to do things that failed the city.

Like those capitalists, they stand majestically over people's heads and extract wealth from their efforts and hard work.

So Oliver tried his best to return to Star City, trying to redeem and make up for the mistakes his father had made, and preparing to save it in his own way.

"I'm sorry, I thought I still had time. I'm not like you think. I didn't build our city well, but let it down. Although I'm not the only one."

From his father's words of confession, Oliver vaguely felt that there seemed to be a heavy haze hanging over Star City, like a huge dark cloud that could not be removed.

It is precisely because of this that he wants to bring hope and light to the people of this city

A judge who can send those criminals to jail

An unknown vigilante walking in the dark

A hunter who can strike fear into the hearts of villains

"That person is me."

As the storm poured into the warm room, Oliver knew that it would be difficult to go down this road, but he had no choice.

He wants to know the truth hidden behind it. Only in this way can he live up to his father's sacrifice and his second life.

Five years passed by in a flash, and too many things happened on that island.

He once had reliable companions, as well as true love and respected teachers.

But now everything has turned into clouds and smoke and gone with the wind.

"My name is Oliver Queen. My only wish for five years has been to live. Now I want to fulfill my father's last wish and save this city."

"For this, I must become another person and another existence."

Lightning pierced the dark clouds, and bright light illuminated the sky and the earth. The man covered with scars stood by the window, his eyes full of determination.

He took out a palm-sized notebook from the wooden box that was shipped over. The brown cover was old and mottled.

There are names recorded here, all of which are the rich, powerful and important figures in Star City.

They are also cold-blooded capitalists and lawless criminals who are responsible for the city's decline.

"Martin Summers"

Oliver's eyes rested on the name on the first page.

The heavy rain poured down like a violent torrent, like a hole in the sky.

A black car parked at the pier of Star City Port. Pierpont got out of the car first, holding an umbrella with one hand and opening the rear door with the other.

Leo was still dressed like an old-school gentleman, wearing a black woolen coat, a neat three-piece suit, and holding a silver cane.

Big raindrops hit the ground, shattering their bodies and then splashing into a mist, blurring their figures.

"Mr. White, Mr. Summers is waiting for you in Warehouse No. [-]."

Seeing the dock manager who was responding, Leo twitched the corner of his mouth and motioned for the other person to lead the way.

At midnight, the port pier was quiet except for the patter of raindrops.

Leo walked among the piles of containers and a row of huge cargo ships that were parked, and soon arrived at Warehouse No. [-].

"Mr. White, I'm really sorry to ask you to go there in person."

Martin Summers walked over with a big smile. This middle-aged man with a short beard was of medium build, with sharp eyes and a vaguely ferocious air.

He is a well-known underworld leader in Star City. On the surface, he is a shipping tycoon who makes a lot of money every day, but secretly he has close ties with the Triads.

Martin Summers used his shipping company to carry out illegal smuggling for the gang for a long time and make huge profits from it.

He maintains several gangs under his command, with at least hundreds of thugs and gangsters in total. He also has close friendships with several prosecutors in Star City. He can be said to be the No. [-] figure in both black and white.

But it is clear that Mr. Summers is not satisfied with the status quo.

Although the assets he owns and the gang power he controls privately are enough for him to live a good life, he can travel to wealthy places without any worries.

But for Martin Summers, one thing was still missing.

status.

Rich but not powerful, he is just a nouveau riche.

The difference between Summers and the well-established wealthy families in Star City is probably that if he is caught smuggling, the most he can do is throw money at the prosecutor and hire a professional team of lawyers to try to get out of guilt.

And if a direct blood relative of the Quinn, Merlin and White families commits a crime, they don't need to come forward in person, and they can have the judge and jury maintain a unanimous opinion from top to bottom to ensure their innocence.

For Summers, the law is like a red line that cannot be crossed, and needs to be carefully avoided and circumvented.

But in the eyes of real big shots, they are just ordinary tools that can be tampered with and interpreted at will.

"Actually, when I heard that you arranged this meeting in the evening, I wanted to refuse. I don't like to sneak around like a thief. But considering the friendship between Mr. Summers and Uncle Anthony, I am still willing to sacrifice a little. After dinner time.”

Leo stood in the middle of the warehouse and said as if no one else was around, his voice calm and powerful.

Those tall, burly, fierce-looking villains and thugs surrounding the warehouse were like a ball of air in his eyes, with no sense of existence.

"I've heard the sad news about Anthony and who would have thought that he would have an accident on the way home and his car would fall off a cliff. It's really terrible."

Summers' smile froze and his attitude became more respectful.

"The reason why I asked you to meet here is mainly to show my strength and prove that I will be an excellent partner. Mr. White, I alone occupy one-fifth of the business at Star City Port. Those berthed on the pier Freighters, and containers stacked up like hills.”

"I'm very sorry to interrupt you, but Mr. Summers, are you sure you want to say this in front of me?"

Leo looked helpless. Birds of a feather flock together. How could a gang leader who hung out with Uncle Anthony have any intelligence?

Does he know who he is talking to?

Martin Summers was stunned. He didn't understand why Leo interrupted him.

"Maybe Uncle Anthony didn't tell you that Mr. Paine, the maritime director of Star City Port, proposed at a meeting of the Port Authority Association that private developers and public institutions should work together to modernize the port infrastructure. The city government allocated [-] million U.S. dollars for this purpose, and the remaining personal investment and private equity funds totaled [-] million U.S. dollars, all of which were kindly provided by my father."

"Perhaps he didn't even say that Mr. Parker of the Port Authority has always been a guest of the White family, and the Coast Guard, which has always given you a headache, is their top chief, Commander Marks, who was appointed by the president and approved by the senator. A four-star general, his last name is White."

Leo looked at Martin Summers, who was dripping with cold sweat, without any fluctuation in his tone.

This is why from beginning to end, he never paid attention to Uncle Anthony who was trying to usurp power.

Lions never care about jackals, even if they come in packs.