Anti-hero of a certain comic

David Kane squinted his eyes, like a tiger waking up from a nap, and his vigilant gaze was like a sharp sword, shooting in the direction of the sound.

This is Nandarbat, the headquarters of the Assassin's Alliance. Since its establishment, there has been almost no record of being invaded in its history.

Even though it has experienced two terrible wars that swept the world, this place still maintained its original peace and was not destroyed by the flames of war and turned into ruins. It is no wonder that some people call it the "Land of Legends".

It is worth mentioning that the Ninja Master was once a supporter of Hillet. The Assassin League at that time sat back and watched the war brewing and even played some disgraceful roles in it.

And this is simply because the great leader of the League of Assassins believed that the Holocaust of the Jews by the Third Reich and the destruction caused by World War II could wipe out enough life on the earth.

When the flames of war are extinguished, the smoke clears, and everything comes to an end, the Ninja Master's goals will be easier to achieve.

Unfortunately, subsequent developments did not go as he expected. The Third Reich fell apart and the world structure was reshuffled.

The rise and confrontation of the two superpowers has brought the planet to the brink of destruction.

Even a ninja master feels helpless against the bipolar structure of the Cold War and the increasingly intensifying nuclear deterrence.

Therefore, the League of Assassins began a long dormancy until the red empire standing on the Siberian plain collapsed.

"I'm afraid you're in the wrong place. Outsiders are not welcome here."

David Kane moved, and the blazing standing brazier reflected a looming young face.

"If you want to challenge the Ninja Master, you may have to wait a few days before coming back. If you want to cause trouble"

The strong man as heavy as a mountain paused after speaking, and strong power erupted from his feet, and his body suddenly shot out.

Most people may not expect that David Kane, who looks as strong as a brown bear, is not clumsy in his movements, but is as fast as thunder.

The muscles in his right arm squirmed and tightened, like wires twisted into a ball, full of terrifying power.

The raised hand made a fist, like a heavy cannon being thrown out. When the air attack hit

The violent sound of the wind stirred the standing brazier, and the bright flames swayed, but the young face with uncertain light and dark looked calm.

Leo bent his left hand into an elbow and received a heavy punch from David Kane. His body shook violently, and his indifferent eyes lit up with cold light.

The world's top killer's physical fitness is already at the peak of human beings. Among the martial artists he has met, only Bronze Tiger can compete with him.

“This is how the League of Assassins treat guests.”

Leo smiled, pulled away and retreated sharply to avoid David Kane's fierce knee collision in the air.

The opponent's right leg, like a steel pillar, swept across and overturned the standing brazier next to it. Sparks splashed down and made a harsh sound.

"There are eighteen Kagemusha in this hall, four in a team. They won't hear it every eight minutes, and they won't be able to sound the alarm."

Leo seemed to have read through David Kane's mind, and his smile grew thicker.

After only one round of fighting, he knew that the opponent was more difficult to deal with than Malcolm Merlyn.

He has strong physical fitness and knows how to think calmly. He does not let down his guard because of the home battle. When he fights with himself, he immediately thinks of calling the shadow warrior for support.

"You look confident."

David Kane shook his neck a few times, his hard face loosened a little, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, then exhaled it from his chest, and then he rose up and rushed towards Leo

The whole strong body is like a big mountain, pressing down suddenly

In terms of momentum alone, David Kane is more like the final winner.

A flash of bright sword light rises

At some point, David Kane's right hand held a v42 dagger, and he raised his hand to covertly slash Leo's neck.

This dagger is his proud collection. It was an equipment of the US military during World War II. Because it has a sharp cone on the handle, it is mainly used to hit the head.

Known by many as the "Skull Crusher".

A total of 42 v3423 daggers were produced. Due to their small number and long history, they have always been loved by military collectors.

As if he had expected it, Leo turned sideways to avoid it, then tilted his head back slightly, bent his body slightly, and slid the Shiduo bayonet on the leggings of his tactical boots into his hand.

Both sides drew sharp lines, getting closer and then retreating, like assassins dancing on the tip of a knife.

"It seems like you won't be able to deal with me for a while."

Leo still looked relaxed, the bayonet in his hand drawing a sharp arc like a butterfly turning over flowers.

Frankly speaking, David Kane is one of the more difficult opponents he has encountered so far.

Oliver Queen and Malcolm Merlyn rely on their superb archery skills.

In addition, when it comes to fighting and fighting, there is a big gap in front of Leo. After all, the skills taught by Ms. Siwa are too incredible.

Being able to see through the enemy's flaws and next moves, mastering this ability is equivalent to innate invincibility, enough to knock 80.00% of martial artists to the ground and rub them.

But David Kane does not belong to this category. This was once the world's top killer. His fighting moves are extremely simple, and there is almost no trace of any martial arts school.

Like the effective techniques refined from countless killings and harvesting lives, the purpose is only to bring death.

Even if it is seen through, it is still difficult to avoid and block

"The longer it takes, the better it is for me."

David Cain spoke concisely and to the point. His eyes were fixed on Leo, like a beast with fangs spread out.

The killer instinct that has been dormant for a long time is gradually reviving with the boiling blood.

The strong body approached again, and the sharp lines drawn by the v42 dagger enveloped Leo's neck, head, chest, abdomen, and lower body.

Compared with the previous attack, David Kane's movements this time were faster, like a sudden rainstorm, carrying a surging momentum.

The prismatic dagger was like a sharp thorn, dragging a scratch on the pitch-black Kevlar combat uniform.

David Cain swung his backhand, and the sharp cone of the handle rose upwards, poking Leo's right eye.

There was a crisp sound of metal colliding. Shiduo blocked the fatal blow with his bayonet. Leo turned his wrist, and the serrations on the back of the knife twisted, knocking the v42 dagger away.

For this, he received a punch to the chest from David Cain.

The hard shell made of Kevlar cracked, and the heavy force made Leo take two steps back.

"One to one, a tie."

Leo took a deep breath to calm the shock in his chest.

If he is given enough time, he is completely confident that he can kill this once world's top killer.

Unfortunately, this is the headquarters of the Assassin's League, and I don't have much time left.

"Don't you realize that you are the one at a disadvantage?"

David Kane grinned and said in a deep voice: "We may not be able to tell the winner for a while, but the shadow warriors responsible for guarding will soon find that something is wrong. At that time, you won't be able to run away."

Leo sneered, he was very familiar with psychological tactics.

After some rough calculations, the tight muscles in this young man who visited the Assassin's League headquarters suddenly relaxed.

"What you said makes sense. It's really not good for me to continue the stalemate."

Leo said this. He looked at David Kane, who looked wary, and said softly: "Unfortunately, what you have to face today is a stronger enemy than me."

As if they were cooperating, as Leo finished speaking, a slender figure at the door of the hall gradually became clear.

He has a tall figure, a red and black combat uniform, and a head of black hair dancing in the wind.

Her eyes were deep, reflecting the light in the brazier, like the flames of revenge.

"You are David Cain"

Ms. Siwa stared at the strong man standing motionless, her voice smooth and without any ripples.