Merlyn looked at Oliver, who was sprawled on the ground, shook his head, and spoke to him in a cold voice.
He took a gun from a soldier's hand, aimed it at Oliver, and prepared to pull the trigger.
Although he knew that the man in front of him was Oliver Queen, the son of his old friend, he had no intention of letting him off the hook.
After all, this guy had seriously threatened him.
Compared to so-called friendship, he valued tangible benefits more.
Looking at Green Arrow, who was breathing heavily and whose eyes were filled with resentment, Merlyn's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he pulled the trigger.
But the bullet fired from the gun did not hit him.
"Crash!"
The window shattered, and a figure burst in from outside.
The figure, wrapped in a black and yellow uniform and wearing a strange tactical mask, burst into the room, and bullets immediately flew fiercely towards Merlyn and the soldiers around him.
The sound of "bang bang" bullets rang out, and the soldiers gathered in the room were immediately hit by the bullets from the suddenly intruding stranger and fell to the ground.
Merlyn, who was at the center of the battlefield, immediately rolled backward to dodge the opponent's bullet impact.
Although initially ambushed, the soldiers, who had recovered, immediately began to counterattack.
The intruding stranger flew up and kicked the nearest soldier, sending him stumbling backward.
Then he took a smoke grenade from his waist, threw it on the ground, then bent down and grabbed the injured Green Arrow, quickly jumping towards the window.
"Bang!"
Grabbing Green Arrow's body, the guy wearing a tactical helmet jumped out of the high window, grabbed a rope suspended in the air, and slid down.
After sliding downstairs, he threw Green Arrow onto the motorcycle he had prepared in advance.
After starting the motorcycle, he quickly left the Merlyn Group building at the speed of an arrow leaving a bowstring.
Inside the building, Merlyn, who had gotten up from the ground, ignored the surrounding smoke and quickly walked to the window to look outside.
He found that the other party had already slid down the rope, and the figure on the motorcycle gradually disappeared into the night.
"Bastard!"
Looking at the other party's back, Merlyn's fists clenched tightly.
"Should we notify the President immediately?!"
His bodyguard asked him.
"No need."
Merlyn immediately stopped his subordinate's idea.
"I can handle all of this! The city's Guardians of the new era, the modern Robin Hood."
His eyes gleamed with a fierce light, "I want this city to bury him!"
On the other side, the suddenly intruding stranger took Green Arrow to an abandoned old factory.
Oliver, whose bleeding had stopped, staggered off the motorcycle and asked the other party, "Who are you? Why did you save me?!"
Although the other party was wearing a helmet, Oliver always felt that he had seen the man in front of him somewhere before.
"You really are forgetful, Oliver Queen."
A hoarse voice came from the yellow and black helmet.
Along with the voice that surprised Oliver a little, the other party slowly took off his helmet.
"Slade!"
Looking at the man in front of him, Oliver let out a disbelieving sound.
He never expected that this guy would be Slade Joseph Wilson!
Slade Joseph Wilson, also known as Deathstroke, is a mercenary whose body has been genetically modified to possess extremely strong self-healing abilities, and all his physical abilities far exceed those of ordinary people.
He is cruel and cunning, with a brain development rate as high as 90%, making him arguably the world's most powerful tactician and assassin. He has single-handedly fought members of the Justice League such as Batman, Green Arrow, and Flash, and is the Teen Titans' number one arch-enemy.
Deathstroke possesses various enhanced abilities, having ten times the physical qualities of an ordinary person. Due to his brain development rate of 90%, he is a tactical genius, skilled at analyzing enemy abilities. Such abilities are attributed to his many years of military and anti-hero operations.
Furthermore, his blood possesses healing factors, allowing him to recover from physical injuries much faster than a normal person. However, there are also certain limitations, such as his lost right eye and limbs, which cannot regenerate. If he suffers a fatal injury, although he can recover, it will cause him to fall into a temporary state of madness and bestiality.
Overall, this is a mercenary similar to Deadshot, but more powerful and insane.
"Are you surprised? Or are you surprised why I didn't blow your brains out with one shot, but chose to save you?"
Deathstroke asked him with no expression on his face.
"I don't know."
Oliver shook his head blankly, the shock in his heart suppressing the pain in his body. He asked Deathstroke, "Why are you here?!"
He had intersected with the other party on Purgatory Island, and the two had clashed more than once.
He didn't understand why the other party would appear in Star City and even save him.
The relationship between the two was neither that of friends nor that of mutual admiration.
He couldn't guess Deathstroke's purpose.
"Actually, I don't know either."
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