Anti-hero of a certain comic

"It felt like a brush with death."

Bronze Tiger sat in the snow, leaning against a thick alpine fir.

He recalled that Leo was only 300 meters away from the ground, and the umbrella bag on his back was opened, like a black flower that suddenly bloomed.

That scene still stays in Tong Hu's mind.

Afterwards, Leo pulled out his paratrooper knife, cut the rope cleanly, and landed steadily on the ground, completing this thrilling low-altitude skydiving.

From the timing of opening the parachute to the selection of the landing point and the landing action, basically there is nothing wrong with it.

"We have four and ten minutes left. Taking into account factors such as physical strength and traveling speed, it will take about half the time to reach the real headquarters of the Assassin's League through this dense forest."

Leo looked at the steep cliff in the distance. According to the intelligence information revealed by Nissa and Alpha, that was Nandarbat, the headquarters of the Assassin Alliance.

Even though the ninja master who usually sits in charge is not there, there are at least nearly two hundred elite warriors hiding in the demon lair hidden in the mountains.

They are well-trained and highly qualified, proficient in fighting and killing, and one-sixth of them are shadow warriors.

Those fanatical believers hand-picked by the Ninja Master are absolutely loyal to the League of Assassins.

If there are only three people who want to fight in and out, and escape with all their bodies, it will undoubtedly be like a fantasy.

Even Nissa, who was filled with fear, believed that Leo would not come back alive unless he could lead an army to attack the Assassin's League's lair.

"Can we really succeed? We just rush in like this?"

A trace of hesitation arose in Ms. Siwa's heart. She knew that the reason why Leo reached this point was largely because of herself.

With this man's character, he will not rashly establish powerful enemies before he truly grows up.

Challenging the Ninja Master and the Assassin Alliance he leads is an unwise decision no matter how you look at it.

This is not something Leo can do.

"Are we going to choose to retreat when we are only one step away from success? This is not the Sandra I know."

Leo had a smile on his face, he understood what Ms. Siwa meant.

Perhaps before he can truly be on an equal footing with those superheroes and villains, he should maintain a low-key and cautious style of doing things as before, quietly develop and grow, and search for all the beneficial resources he can get his hands on.

It sounds like this is the best approach.

"Sometimes you have to stand up. How can I hide behind the scenes all my life? Sandra, I am always proud of myself for having a not-so-smart, but calm-headed mind. Now I am even more proud of my courage. Feel proud."

Leo held the charming oriental face in his hands and said word by word: "If I don't even have the courage to face or challenge a strong enemy, then I'm just a coward with a timid heart, a careful planner. A conspiracy careerist, what qualifications does such a person have to stand in front of those superheroes?"

His chest rose and fell as he breathed, and the cold air penetrated his nose like a knife and poured into his lungs.

At this time, Leo's gentle and kind young face showed a kind of hard lines.

"Hurry up and catch up. I hope the League of Assassins will like our sudden visit."

Seeing Leo's running figure, Ms. Siwa, who always acted vigorously and resolutely, was a little dazed, and her legs seemed to have taken root on the ground.

"He is going to hell now, and you will probably catch up with him, so get rid of the distracting thoughts in your mind."

Tonghu, who witnessed the scene just now, patted his junior sister on the shoulder.

Although the black martial artist was caught off guard and was fed dog food, he expressed appreciation for the young officer's words.

Courage and faith, these emotions are the true strength of human beings.

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sp;The headquarters of the Assassin's League is actually not the gloomy crypt or dark castle that people imagine.

This so-called devil's lair is a complex of buildings embedded in a steep cliff, like a beast that dominates the mountains, guarding its territory with a scrutinizing gaze.

There is a hidden warning belt on the outside, equipped with advanced anti-aircraft missile systems, and the shooting stacks and sentry posts built inside the mountain almost guard the entire South Darbat.

Although members of the Assassin's League are good at using cold weapons, they do not reject hot weapons. What they focus on is efficient killing, not stupid stubbornness.

It's just that ninja masters often teach that firearms will make people lose their vigilance and keen sense of danger.

However, those cold weapons that once shined in the history of human wars can temper the bodies of their users and strengthen their spirits and strength.

Therefore, the League of Assassins has always followed the ancient tradition of using swords, bows and crossbows to prove that they are qualified warriors.

Inside the mountain is a luxurious palace with a strong Middle Eastern style. The walls and columns are covered with repeated and rhythmic patterns. There are burning vertical braziers surrounding it to dispel the darkness of the hall.

"When will the Ninja Master prepare to return?"

A strong man put his hands behind his back and looked at the shadow warrior who was half kneeling on the ground.

He is like a towering mountain, full of oppression and power.

The muscles on those thick and strong arms were as hard as boulders.

This man's name is David Cain, who was once known as the world's top killer and a pivotal figure in the League of Assassins.

"The Ninja Master said that his chosen successor is about to undergo one final test and will return to Nandarbat."

The Kagemusha replied respectfully.

Normally when the Ninja Master travels, most of the power of the League of Assassins is in the hands of David Cain.

"The final test is just a simple choice. It seems that I want to congratulate the Ninja Master in advance for gaining a satisfactory successor."

David Kane nodded and waved for the Shadow Warrior to retreat.

A smile appeared on his face. When the ninja master returned to Nandarbat, he would be able to leave here.

In fact, the world's top assassin, a high-ranking member of the Assassin's League, has no interest in power.

In David Kane's mind, the goal he longs to achieve is actually to cultivate the most perfect assassin.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to travel around the world to find talented martial artists to fulfill this wish.

Just a few months ago, David Kane found a pair of sisters. The talent and potential they showed was simply unbelievable.

Especially my sister, it seems like she was born to pursue martial arts. Her undivided focus and purity made David Cain ecstatic.

"Really exquisite works of art will only be unique."

David Cain whispered softly, he killed one of the sisters with his own hands.

Between the two sisters, this strong man who once stood at the top of the world's killers chose his sister and killed her.

Because the former is more pure, the determination to sacrifice everything in order to pursue the ultimate in martial arts moved David Cain.

As for his dead sister, he didn't care at all. There was only one perfect thing.

"Did you call me Ms. Siwa? Don't worry, I will find you again soon."

David Kane's heart is racing. It won't be long before he can carve out a unique and perfect assassin with his own hands.

How exciting and anticipating that is

However, just when David Cain was looking forward to achieving his lifelong pursuit, a faint voice suddenly sounded, shattering his dream.

"I'm looking for someone, can you provide some help?"