Bang bang bang!

The training room on the second floor of White Manor was filled with the dull sound of punching sandbags.

Leo was naked, sweat splashed with every punch, and his well-defined muscles twisted together as strong as a tightrope twist.

The rhythmic sound of striking is endless, and the huge sandbags hoisted by the chain sway from side to side, such a high-frequency and rapid punch is actually very harmful for boxers without gloves.

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

The chest is like a bellows pulled, and with a heavy gasp, a fist full of explosive power slams into the special sandbag, and the hook fixed to the iron chain above is violently thrown off!

The sound of heavy objects slamming against the walls sounded in the training room, and the filling inside the sandbags was scattered all over the floor.

"Whew! The warm-up is over! ”

Leo untied the cloth strap wrapped around his knuckles, and Pierponte, who was standing in the doorway, walked slowly and methodically with a tray.

It is topped with a glass of soda, a vegetable salad and whole wheat bread.

It was used to replenish Leo's strength, and although he himself did not think that this amount of exercise was a big deal, Pierpont always insisted on doing so.

"Mr. White, if you have nowhere to vent your energy, there are a lot of celebrities and ladies waiting for you to meet in Star City."

"A hostess is always welcome at the estate."

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

Of course, he knew the gossip circulating in Star City, and shaped himself into a mysterious and low-key "hermit" who didn't care about the world.

"I'm not an ascetic."

Leo took a sip of the soda, then quickly and efficiently swallowed the vegetable salad and whole-wheat bread.

"Ms. Moira Quinn of the Quinn family, I have sent you an invitation."

Pierpont pulled out a gilded post from his bosom and opened the cover with a simple pattern, the symmetrically folded title with the words "Welcome" written on it.

"Celebrating Oliver Quinn's return to Star City?"

Leo glanced at it, then his mind turned, and he nodded: "Prepare a suitable costume for me, that is the former son of Star City, it is worth seeing." ”

Slightly surprised, Pierponte silently put away the invitation from the Quinn family.

On occasions like this in the past, Leo has always been able to push and push, and he is rarely willing to show his head, but this time he made an exception!

You must know that it is precisely because he hardly appears in any social occasions that he will be named a "hermit" by the good deeds of Star City.

"My father used to be in attendance, and now I have to take over the responsibility, although I really don't like it."

Leo shrugged his shoulders and explained.

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

The one who will dominate the headlines of the major newspapers in Astrology City in the not-too-distant future.

It's worth his own life!

"It's really exciting."

Leo muttered, turning and walking towards the bathroom.

…………

As the night wore a tulle, a black Pagani Zonda HP Barchetta roared out of the underground garage of White Manor.

The roaring engine roars like a beast, filled with adrenaline-pumping wildness.

This limited-edition supercar, which is limited to only three in the world, was Leo's birthday present at the age of 20.

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

Although it has only been driven once or twice, most of the rest of the time it is quietly in the garage.

"The bright star city, this decadent and glamorous capitalist ......"

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

It is a magnificent building with brilliant lights, said to have been designed after the Monte Carlo of Monaco, and before you even step through the gates, you can see towering arches, ornate fountains, and promenades adorned with gas lamps.

A breath of wealth is blowing in the face!

"It's a big show."

Leo muttered, in front of the hotel there were already luxury cars like clouds, guests were like rain, and the noise overshadowed everything.

Those invited guests are all high-ranking officials and nobles in Star City, all of them are well-dressed and graceful, which also shows the deep heritage and connections of the Quinn family.

Handing over the invitation, under the guidance of the waiter, Leo ascended to the banquet hall on the twenty-first floor, and no one recognized him during the whole process.

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

Five years ago, Oliver Quinn, whether he was in or out of a nightclub or a police station, he could brush his face directly.

Leo ...... Are you Benjamin's son? We've seen you at your twelfth birthday dinner......"

As the host of this banquet, Ms. Moira-Quinn will certainly not be left out in the cold by the young helm of the White family.

The well-groomed mature woman held champagne in one hand and covered her mouth in surprise, showing no hint of falsehood on her face.

First there was a cordial and enthusiastic chatter, followed by unhappiness and mourning for the death of Benjamin White, Leo's father.

Although Leo knows that this is superficial politeness, Moira Quinn's superb acting skills really can't help but make people feel good.

is worthy of being a strong woman who supported the entire Quinn Consortium alone after Robert Quinn encountered a shipwreck.

"I remember you, Mrs. Quinn, and my father called you a strong and independent woman of wonder."

Leo had a soft smile on his face, and his gaze swept over the young girl next to Moira Quinn.

Petite, wearing a black and gold bandeau evening dress, between sixteen or seventeen years old, young and immature, from the appearance of a good inheritance of her mother's beauty.

Thea Quinn, Oliver's younger sister, is currently attending a private aristocratic school in Star City.

Leo occasionally felt the other party's eyes looking at him, and he knew that this Miss Quinn family's daughter was not as well-behaved and obedient as she appeared.

After a few pleasantries, Moira Quinn left with her daughter and went on to greet the other guests.

Everywhere he went, there was always a small burst of laughter, whether it was a measured joke or a conversation about business, the hostess of Quinn's joint business could fully grasp the rhythm and become the dominant party.

"It's so easy."

Leo stood in an unobtrusive corner, observing the movement of the entire banquet hall.

He saw the manager of the Merlin Group, Malcolm Merlin, a polite, gracious middle-aged man who exuded maturity in his gestures.

And his son, Tommy Merlin, Oliver Quinn's best friend and star city's famous gentleman.

And the one standing next to Tommy, talking with his shoulders and backs, is the city's former pride of the sky, Oliver Quinn.

With a neat and neat short hair, a strong body under a handmade suit, and a handsome face that can indeed fascinate many ignorant girls, with a bright smile.

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

Leo gave his own assessment.

This Green Arrow, who is determined to save Star City, seems to him to have too many flaws all over his body.

The eyes that are always vigilant around them, the facial muscles show an expression like they are laughing, but in fact, the corners of their mouths are slightly drooping, and their brows are furrowed upward, obviously just coping with family and friends.

Even though Oliver Quinn tried his best to fit into the environment of the banquet, he still exposed that feeling of being out of place under the observation of those who care.

Leo once studied with his teacher, Lady Siva, how to become a true warrior, and in the Gulag prison of Russia, he faced the most ferocious bandits.

Those people share the same qualities as Oliver Quinn, and they all have the indifference and vigilance that have strangled the lives of their own kind.

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

Leo walked among the guests with a wine glass, and as he passed by Oliver Quinn, he accidentally bumped into a waiter wearing a white shirt and black waistcoat.

Jingling!

The wine glasses on the tray collided with each other with a crisp sound, and Oliver, who seemed to have no distraction from chatting with Tommy, subconsciously stretched out his hand, fast and accurate!

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

From reflexes to speed, it's top-notch.

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

"Hello, Mr. Quinn. Introduce yourself, Leo White. ”

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

Oliver looked at the young man in front of him, shook hands very politely in response, and joked on his lips, and inexplicably had a strange feeling in his heart.

When he met the other party's eyes, he suddenly remembered Purgatory Island for no reason.

An unknown and cruel island shrouded in lightning and torrential rain.