Anti-hero of a certain comic

bang bang bang

In the training room on the second floor of White Manor, the dull sound of beating sandbags constantly echoed.

Leo's upper body was naked, sweat splashed with every punch, and his well-defined muscles were twisted into a ball, as strong and powerful as a steel wire.

The rhythmic sound of hitting is continuous, and the huge sandbag suspended by the iron chain swings from side to side. Such high-frequency and rapid punches are actually very harmful to boxers without gloves.

But looking at Leo's relaxed expression, it seems that he usually trains like this.

His chest was like a pulling bellows. With a heavy breathing sound, his fist full of explosive power hit the special sandbag, and the hook fixed to the iron chain above was suddenly thrown off.

There was the sound of heavy objects hitting the wall in the training room, and the fillings inside the sandbags were scattered on the floor.

"Warm-up is over"

Leo took off the cloth belt wrapped around his knuckles, and Pierpont, who was standing at the door, walked slowly over with a tray.

On top was a glass of soda, a green salad and whole wheat bread.

This was used to replenish Leo's physical strength. Although he himself thought that this amount of exercise was nothing, Pierpont always insisted on doing this.

"Mr. White, if you have nowhere to vent your energy, there are a lot of famous ladies in Star City waiting for you to get to know them."

"A mistress is always welcome at the manor."

Leo wiped the sweat from his body and smiled at the old butler's teasing.

Of course he knew the gossip circulating in Star City, and he portrayed himself as a mysterious and low-key "hermit" who did not care about worldly affairs.

"I'm not some ascetic."

Leo drank the soda in small sips, then quickly and efficiently swallowed the vegetable salad and whole wheat bread.

"Ms. Moira Quinn of the Quinn family has sent you an invitation."

Pierpont took out a gold-gilded post from his arms and opened the cover with simple patterns. The words "Welcome" were written in the symmetrically folded post.

"Celebrate Oliver Queen's return to Star City?"

Leo glanced at him, then his mind changed, and he nodded: "Prepare a suitable outfit for me. He is the former son of Star City, he is worth seeing."

Pierpont was slightly surprised and silently put away the invitation from the Quinn family.

In previous occasions like this, Leo had always pushed back when he could, and was rarely willing to show his face. This time he made an exception.

You know, it was precisely because he hardly appeared in any social situations that he was dubbed a "hermit" by the busybodies in Star City.

"My father used to attend, and now I have to take over the responsibility, even though I really don't like such social situations."

Leo shrugged and explained.

Of course, part of the reason for this is to get to know the Green Arrow.

The vigilante who will dominate the headlines of major newspapers in Astrology City in the near future.

It's worth his while

"It's really exciting."

Leo muttered, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

The night came unexpectedly, covered with gauze, and a black Pagani Zonda HP Barchetta roared out of the underground garage of White Manor.

The roaring engine is like the roar of a wild beast, full of wild intensity that makes people's adrenaline rise sharply.

This limited-edition supercar, with only three units in the world, was Leo's 20th birthday gift.

No young person will refuse such a gift, a wonderful combination of speed and passion, with both the cold lines of mechanical craftsmanship and the retro and elegant design beauty.

Although it was only driven once or twice, the rest of the time it sat quietly in the garage.

"The feasting Star City, this decadent and charming capitalism"

Ten minutes later, Leo arrived at the Monte Carlo Hotel on the Upper East Side of Star City.

This is a majestic building with bright lights. It is said to be designed based on Monte Carlo, Monaco. Before you step through the door, you can see the towering arches, gorgeous fountains, and walkways decorated with gas lamps.

An aura of wealth hits my face

"It's a big show."

Leo muttered, and there were already clouds of luxury cars and guests in front of the hotel, and the noise overwhelmed everything else.

The invited guests were all dignitaries from Star City. They were all well-dressed and elegant, which also showed the deep heritage and connections of the Quinn family.

After handing over the invitation, under the guidance of the waiter, Leo boarded the

He entered the banquet hall on the 21st floor, and no one recognized him during the whole process.

As the heir of a big family, this can be said to be quite a failure.

Five years ago, Oliver Queen's face could be scanned whether he was entering or leaving a nightclub or a police station.

"Leo, you are Benjamin's son. We met at your 12th birthday dinner."

As the host of this banquet, Ms. Moira Quinn will definitely not neglect the young head of the White family.

This well-maintained mature woman held champagne in one hand and lightly covered her mouth to express surprise. There was no trace of falsehood on her face.

First there was a cordial and enthusiastic chat about old times, and then there was the misfortune and condolences for the shooting death of Benjamin White Leo's father.

Although Leo knew it was a superficial courtesy, Moira Quinn's superb acting skills really made people like her involuntarily.

She is indeed a strong woman who single-handedly supported the entire Quinn Conglomerate after Robert Queen was shipwrecked.

"I remember you, Mrs. Quinn, as my father described you as a strong and independent outstanding woman."

A soft smile appeared on Leo's face, and his eyes swept over the young girl next to Moira Quinn.

She is petite, wearing a black and gold tube top evening dress. She is between sixteen and seventeen years old. She is young and immature. From the appearance, she has inherited her mother's beauty very well.

Thea Queen, Oliver's sister, is currently studying in a private aristocratic school in Star City.

Leo occasionally felt the eyes of the other party looking at him, and he knew that the daughter of the Quinn family was not as obedient and obedient as she appeared.

After chatting for a while, Moira Quinn left with her daughter and went to greet other guests.

Everywhere she goes, there is always a burst of small laughter. Whether it is a well-measured joke or a conversation about business matters, the hostess of Quinn Enterprises can completely grasp the rhythm and become the dominant one. That side.

"It's really easy."

Leo stood in an inconspicuous corner, observing the movements of the entire banquet hall.

He saw the manager of the Merlin Group, Malcolm Merlin, a polite, gentle and kind middle-aged man, exuding a mature temperament in his every move.

There is also his son, Tommy Merlin, Oliver Queen's best friend and a famous playboy in Star City.

The man standing next to Tommy, holding hands and talking, was the city's once proud man, Oliver Queen.

He has neat short hair, a strong body under the handmade suit, and a handsome face that can really charm many ignorant girls, with a bright smile.

"Like a hunter who strayed into the Iron Forest."

Leo gave his own evaluation.

In his opinion, the Green Arrow, who is determined to save Star City, has too many flaws.

Those eyes that are always alert to the surroundings, and the facial muscles appear to be smiling, but in fact the corners of the mouth are slightly drooped, and the brows are furrowed, obviously just to deal with family and friends.

Even though Oliver Queen tried very hard to blend into the banquet environment, under careful observation, he still showed that feeling of being out of place.

Leo once followed his teacher, Ms. Siwa, to learn how to be a true warrior. In Russia's Gulag prison, he faced the most ferocious gangsters.

Those people have the same characteristics as Oliver Queen. They all have the indifference and vigilance of having personally killed similar lives.

Like a wild animal, when a stranger approaches or senses danger, it immediately enters the most vigilant state.

Leo was walking among the guests with a wine glass, and when passing by Oliver Queen, he accidentally bumped into a waiter wearing a white shirt and black vest.

Jingle

The wine glasses on the tray collided with each other, making a clear sound, and Oliver, who seemed to be chatting with Tommy without any distractions, subconsciously reached out his hand, quickly and accurately.

He firmly caught the tray that was about to fall and handed it to the panicked waiter.

From responsiveness to speed, they are all top-notch.

Leo narrowed his eyes slightly, especially the opponent's hands, which were so steady that they didn't even tremble when he caught the tray.

"Hello, Mr. Quinn. Let me introduce myself, Leo White."

"I've heard your name, Hermit of Star City."

Oliver looked at the young man in front of him and responded with a polite handshake. He was joking and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

When he met the other person's eyes, he suddenly thought of Purgatory Island for no reason.

That unknown and cruel island shrouded in lightning and heavy rain.