When Oliver heard footsteps, the uninvited guest had already stepped out of the shadows.

The other party was wearing a black face-covering mask, revealing only the upper half of his face, and the long black trench coat was rolling in the wind.

"IN TERMS OF STRIDE DISTANCE, YOU SHOULD BE ABOUT SIX FEET TWO INCHES (188CM...... Strong physique, maybe trained in martial arts......"

Just a general glance, this security maintainer of Star City came up with some basic information.

He didn't think about it, let go of the bowstring full of his hand, and with a "bang", the aluminum alloy arrow shot out like lightning!

During those days on Purgatory Island, Oliver was taught many practical rules of survival, one of which was-

No matter who the opponent is, before a long nonsense is spoken, first of all, let him lose his combat effectiveness.

But the next moment, Oliver's eyes widened, and he almost exclaimed the word "impossible"!

The shaft of the arrow buzzed and vibrate, and the three-edged hunting arrow with strong armor-piercing properties stopped steadily on the chest of the man in the trench coat, without the slightest advance.

He caught an aluminum arrow from a 120-pound recurve bow with his bare hands?

Oliver's hair was almost standing on end, the distance between the two was no more than 30 yards, and if you calculated the initial velocity, wind direction, kinetic energy, and other data, it would only take less than a second, and the arrow should pierce the opponent's left chest!

This guy's behavior is similar to taking bullets with his bare hands, which is really scary!

"Feeling incredible? Master archery, you're not skilled enough. ”

With a dull voice and a playful smile, Leo flung out the aluminum arrow in his hand and shot it into Martin Summers' eye socket.

Sharp arrows penetrate the eye socket and exit the back of the head, tearing the sclera of the eyeball, piercing the vitreous humor, and then chiseling the innermost layer of the retina.

The shipping tycoon who collapsed on the ground screamed a few times, his body wrangled twice in spasms, and then he died.

"What have you done!, even if his crimes are heinous, you should not be deprived of his life!"

Oliver roared in anger and raised his hand to shoot three arrows in quick succession.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

Leo pulled out the silver cane from under his trench coat and pressed the motive, sliding out of the retractable cane like a sling, blocking the barrage of metal arrows.

"I didn't deprive him of his life, it's all a triad masterpiece, they sent someone to assassinate Martin Summers, what does it have to do with me."

Seeing Oliver's rage, Leo shrugged his shoulders as if innocent.

It's like he's just a passerby at the scene of the killing, completely unaware of what's going on.

"And what right do you have to accuse me? There are not a few rich people who died at your hands! ”

Leo teased the enraged Oliver, swinging his staff to block the arrows that came from the beads.

He took two steps forward, his body leaping to his feet, his black trench coat fluttering and curling like a big bird in the air.

The long legs smashed down in the air like a big axe, and Oliver couldn't dodge, subconsciously raising the recurve bow to block.

Leo sneered, took a step back on tiptoe, took the falling right leg as the fulcrum, twisted his waist, the black trench coat drew an oblique arc like a cloak, and his left leg pumped towards Oliver's temple like lightning.

The fierce wind blew in his face, and Oliver, who was a veteran of the actual battle, stretched out his arm, ready to block the powerful blow, and then looked for an opportunity to pull away.

"That's a lot of strength!"

Hit in the right shoulder with a kick, Oliver immediately realized that something was wrong, and the heavy force almost blasted him out!

The whole arm was sore, hanging in the air as if it were useless, and then the cane made of mahogany and wrapped in brass was like a whip, throwing out an afterimage!

This unknown trench coat man, whether it is combat experience or skills, completely has the upper hand.

Oliver, who lost the opportunity, could only fall into the disadvantage of being beaten passively, and the recurve bow was drawn by the cane and directly broken in two!

"You're the one who framed me!"

Oliver rolled back in embarrassment, and with one hand he threw an arrow from his back.

"I don't know what you're talking about, vigilante. Speaking of which, you've been on Purgatory Island for five years, and that's all you've learned? That's a bit of a disappointment. ”

Leo fired the flying aluminum alloy arrows in his hand, and he followed Lady Siwa for two whole years, and he also learned the magic of prediction.

This talent for judging the enemy's actions in advance through body language is a test of the user's concentration and experience.

But once you learn it, it's enough to be invincible in battle!

"I don't know what you're talking about......"

Oliver's heart was beating wildly, this man in a trench coat actually knew his true identity!

He took out a SOG S37K tactical straight knife from behind his waist, and the desire to kill in his heart boiled and rolled.

The tactical straight knife held in his hand is said to be the tactical standard of the Navy SEALs, and is also known as the "Big Black Monster".

The dark grey cutting body is made of AUS-8 stainless steel with a hardness of 58HRC to ensure toughness and corrosion.

The classic Boi knife head, also known as a hunting knife, is extremely combative and aggressive, and is an extremely powerful tool for field combat.

The fierce straight knife slid out of his right hand, and Oliver's figure rose vertically, and the pure steel blade brought a whistling wind, and he slashed down on the head!

"The speed is too slow, the movement is too obvious."

Leo dodged, his staff lifted from the bottom up, but Oliver didn't retreat, he saw the gap approaching sideways, and the tip of the knife slashed at the joint of his wrist!

"That's right, that's the true strength of a vigilante."

The black trench coat curled, Leo's thoughts flashed, his steps retreated, and his right leg bent and slammed into Oliver with a knee.

He could almost see the face under the hood, painted with green paint, and a pair of eyes that were cold!

Oliver's reaction was extremely fast, his right hand released the tactical straight knife, pressed down on the top knee, and his left hand firmly caught the weapon, reversing the reversal!

The sharp arc came out from below and cut at Leo's neck, cutting the opponent's throat without taking a breath.

He had once known a man named Slade Joseph Wilson on that island called Purgatory.

And hand-to-hand combat was learned from Slade, the man who was the most powerful warrior Oliver had ever seen, with terrifying willpower and a wealth of combat experience, and was extremely proficient in both cold and hot weapons.

If he hadn't met each other, he wouldn't have survived, so that he would have more room to grow later.

The thoughts of the memories came to an end, Oliver's fatal blow was deflected by his backhand, and his left arm, which was holding the tactical straight knife, was caught, as if he was clamped and stuck, and he couldn't move at all.

Oliver tried to lift his leg and kick Leo's shin, but was mercilessly pushed back by the other party.

The stiff cane swept out and hit him hard in the waist!

Click!

The ribs on the lower back seem to be broken, and the sharp pain hits my mind!

"Oliver Quinn, this is a warning."

Leo looked at the vigilante who had fallen to the ground, and said softly, "Just like you said to those rich people, stop it!" Take off the hooded uniform and return to Quinn's mansion to enjoy the love of family and friends. ”

"The city doesn't need you to save it, and it doesn't need you to maintain order in this way, it will soon have a new owner."

"What do you think...... I'll let you take control of Star City like those outlaws, and let it continue to be corrupt and degenerate!? ”

Oliver gritted his teeth and swallowed the pain as he reached for the last arrow in his quiver and pressed the fuse.

A special smoke arrow shoots out, dispersing the white phosphorus of the fuming agent into the air, and after burning itself, a thick smoke comes out.

Leo stood still, not tracking down the fleeing vigilantes, and gave his own warning, and Oliver Quinn predictably refused.

Since the player is reluctant to quit, it means that the game continues.

"You'll be the first to go out."

When the smoke cleared, Leo left the harbor.

He removed the face-covering mask, took off his black coat, and threw it to a homeless man who was making a fire by a garbage can.

"You're such a good man, sir."

Behind him came the voice of the homeless man's appreciation, Leo paused, shook his head slightly, and walked into the darkness.