Anti-hero of a certain comic

"Listen to me"

This was the first thing Helena said when she saw Leo appearing at the door and lying on Nissa.

She hurriedly pulled up the thin quilt to cover the full and beautiful scenery on her chest, with a trace of embarrassment in her panicked face.

Nessa, whose entire body was made limp by some intense pleasure, was much calmer than Helena.

The daughter of the ninja master just pulled the quilt over a little, blocking her graceful waist and hips.

Then he continued to rest on Helena's lap, with a look of aftertaste on his cold face.

This scene is almost like a scene of catching an adulterer in bed.

The only difference may be that Leo, who pushed open the door and entered, did not have the painful feeling of the victim being angry and helpless.

After all, he and Helena only had a one-night stand, and he had sworn before, "Only enter the body, not the life", which is a rather shameless scumbag saying.

No matter what position he stood on, Leo had no right to rebuke.

Moreover, when he found Helena and Nissa lying on the bed and having a friendly exchange with each other, he did not feel like "White Manor is so rocking" or "I heard raindrops falling on the green grass". Instead, he had a primitive impulse to join in happily.

However, considering Ms. Siwa downstairs, Leo calmly restrained this thought.

"No need to explain, I understand. You continue."

The considerate Leo smiled slightly and gave Helena a teasing look of "Stop talking, I understand" as she quickly put on her clothes.

"I'll give you two and ten minutes. Once you're done, come down for dinner. The lady from the League of Assassins and I still have some issues to discuss."

After Leo said that, he closed the door. He really didn't think of it. In the original timeline setting, Nisha was a homosexual who liked women.

However, considering the childhood experience of the daughter of a ninja master, it is understandable. After all, her father was not a responsible man.

It wasn't until Nisha's mother died of illness that she took her daughter back with a cold attitude. After that, she didn't give her any family warmth, but instead imposed more pain and pressure.

Perhaps it was this reason that caused Nisha to be naturally resistant to any male.

But how did Helena get bent?

As Leo, who had had negative contact with the latter, he was absolutely certain that the huntress's sexual orientation was normal.

"If my life were a novel, would this be considered giving away a daughter on my own initiative?"

Leo shook his head to get these inexplicable thoughts out of his mind.

An hour later, after enjoying a sumptuous lunch, Leo led Nisha to the study.

"Since you have returned successfully, there are only two possibilities. The operation fails but you evacuate safely, or the answer I least want to hear."

The daughter of a ninja master was emotionally stable, and her mental breakdown, which was almost broken by Leo, naturally returned to normal after the effect of the ecstasy drug wore off.

Of course, Helena's contribution cannot be ruled out. After all, the magic of love is always great.

Although Leo didn't know whether such a thing existed between the pair of blooming lilies.

"Sandra killed David Cain and sent the once top killer to hell, and I blew up Nandarbat. You heard me right. I had an air force use a few p-bombs to kill yours." The lair was reduced to rubble."

Leo sat on the chair in the study and said calmly.

The relaxed look on his face made one suspect that he was talking about something as trivial as "I just ate a filet mignon."

"My father will take revenge on you. He is the great leader of the League of Assassins. He will not

Accept failure and provocation of any kind”

Nissa's voice was a little low, but it was not because of the heavy losses suffered by the Assassin League, but more because she was worried about the crazy revenge of the Ninja Master.

"That's exactly what I want to talk to you about."

Leo raised his eyes to look at the daughter of the ninja master, and raised the corners of his mouth.

On the snow-covered plateau where the cold wind is howling, tiny particles are mixed in the cold air, hitting people like a pervasive whip.

Ducard looked at the charred ruins with wisps of smoke. The explosion caused by the gunpowder barrel destroyed the stilt-style building, and many Kagemusha died as a result.

Even the ninja master wearing a bright red Tibetan robe was hit by the beam and buried, turning into a charred corpse.

The remaining surviving shadow warriors supported each other and walked to Ducard's side.

There was no trace of sorrow in their eyes, as if the death of the ninja master was not worth mentioning.

"Bruce Wayne"

Ducard murmured softly, unexpectedly still underestimating the proud man of Gotham.

I thought I could use the hatred and pain in the opponent's heart to forge it into a sharp weapon for the Assassin's League, just like I absorbed Malcolm Merlyn.

Who knew that I would be hurt by it instead?

Two hours ago, when Ducard woke up, he found himself in a home in a nearby village.

Supposedly it was Bruce Wayne who rescued him from the burning stilt building while the rest of the Kagemusha and Ninja Masters perished.

Ducard suddenly smiled. He failed to make Bruce Wayne become a loyal subordinate of the ninja master like he had controlled Malcolm Merlyn.

It seems that the important task of destroying Gotham still needs to be done by oneself.

"Return to South Dalbat first. Sooner or later Bruce Wayne will wake up and the bottom line he insists on is worthless."

Ducard no longer looked at the charred ruins, and didn't even think about digging up the body of the ninja master.

The shadow warriors nodded in agreement, their eyes full of awe and obedience.

Bruce Wayne was naive to think that Gotham would be able to avoid a war if the Ninja Master died.

"I taught you never to show mercy to your enemies."

A middle-aged man wearing black armor stood proudly against the biting cold wind, with a group of shadow warriors behind him.

In his long life, he had many names and identities, some of which have been forgotten, while others have been preserved.

Some call him Henry Ducard, the leader of the Shadow Warriors; others call him Lars Al Ghul, the legendary leader of the demons.

But the one people call him the most is "Ninja Master"

The middle-aged man with the pseudonym Henry Ducard had cold eyes. He once told Bruce Wayne that he would use dramatic and deceptive techniques to create a great image of himself.

Overcome the inner fear and become a symbol of something that humans think is terrible. Only in this way can the spirit transcend the body.

That's exactly what he did, using a fake ninja master and the Shadow Warriors Alliance to deceive Bruce Wayne in an attempt to transform Gotham's proud son.

This plan is half successful.

Bruce Wayne has indeed taken on a new look, with a deeper understanding of himself, getting rid of the confusion of the past, as if he was reborn from the ashes.

It's a pity that he didn't become the ninja master's minion, but refused the last test and left in rebellion.

"Gotham must die."

So said the true ninja master.

The firm words carried far and wide along with the howling cold wind.