The Knights of the DC House

Star City, Palm District. It's still the drug factory. A night of cleaning has made the interior of the factory, which was originally full of burned-out buildings, look brand new. Dozens of armed personnel with live ammunition patrolled inside. Even Oliver did not expect that Slade would

Continuing to stay in this factory that they had already destroyed once, even he with a strong sense of strategy could not escape the theory of darkness under the light.

At this time, Slade was not wearing a formal suit as he was in the morning, but was wearing a yellow and black tactical uniform, which was covered with various weapons and equipment, and had two long knives on his back. And he was sitting in charge of management.

In his office, there is a drawing board in front of him. With his hand that has slaughtered countless lives, he is holding on to the brush and painting a portrait of a girl carefully stroke by stroke. Next to another chair is a half-black and half-yellow mask.

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Slade painted very lightly, fearing that if he used too much force, he would hurt the girl printed in the painting. "Xiaodong, soon, I will ask Oliver to go down and apologize to you." At this time.

Slade doesn't look like a murderous supervillain at all. His gentle eyes are enough to make a girl who is inexperienced in the world fall deeply. Mirakuru's strengthening effect is not only reflected in the human body's functions, but also in the development of the brain to a certain extent.

, Slade relied on the strengthening of Mirakuru to draw all the smiles of the girl he loved on paper.

At this moment, a flash of light rushed into the factory. Before the well-trained mercenaries could see the trace of the flash clearly, they were swept into the air, fell down again, and lost their combat effectiveness. Slade listened.

The screams of his subordinates below, he put down the sketch pen calmly, put on the hood on the chair, the man with tender eyes disappeared, and now he is a death knell that frightens his opponents!

"I was still thinking about who would be the first to trouble me tonight because of his composure. It turned out to be a child. I remember that your name seemed to be... Kid Flash, right? What about the other one? That one is with you.

A famous guy in Central City." Deathstroke opened the door and walked down the stairs step by step. The safety of the dual-wielding Sand Eagles in his hands was already activated, and he looked at Wally below who had already eliminated his men.

"He's not here because of something, but I think I can handle you on my own." Wally's body flashed with lightning, and he could enter a state of super speed at any time. Although he acted a little impulsively, he was not stupid enough to deal with a company.

Green Arrow feels that a tough opponent doesn't maintain his status at all times.

"Oh, really? You chose the wrong answer, kid!" After saying that, Deathstroke raised his hand like lightning, and the terrifying recoil of the dual-wielding Sand Eagle disappeared in his hands. The magazine with the maximum capacity of nine rounds,

Eighteen rounds of bullets fired almost simultaneously at Wally below. The moment Deathstroke raised his hand, Wally had already activated his super speed and immediately dodged the bullets that were shot in front of him by Lightning.

The specially modified bullet instantly made a crater in Wally's position, and Deathstroke also completed the position transfer at the moment of shooting. A flash of light passed by, and Wally missed. "You missed it, kid."

Deathstroke, who had finished reloading in the air, joked and continued shooting at his original position before landing. Wally, who had just pounced on an empty target, had to face Deathstroke's second wave of attacks before he could stand firm.

He dodged again, and Deathstroke, who had found a foothold, stood on the commanding heights, like a prophet, and fired from a distance of less than one meter in front of him. Wally, who was rushing towards Deathstroke, had to change direction again, and forcefully

He was forced ten meters away. To be honest, Deathstroke was a professional mercenary who had been engaged in military life for many years. Pistols like the Desert Eagle were not the best choice for a mercenary.

The recoil is large and the fault tolerance rate is low, so it is not suitable for use in complex combat environments. But that was before Deathstroke received the Mirakuru injection. Now, he prefers this kind of lethal pistol with a recoil of

He has become a decoration in front of him. His powerful lethality is enough to turn the target into a rotten watermelon with one shot. The initial velocity of the bullet can also reach 400 meters/second. For him who has strengthened his nerve reaction ability, it is difficult to deal with a fledgling like Wally.

Speedster, nothing better.

Just like now, even if Wally has extreme speed, he can't get close to Deathstroke, because Deathstroke, with his enhanced brain and more than ten years of combat experience, can accurately predict Wally's route and can always hit the bullet.

At the most critical point, he forced Wally to change direction, and then slowly stepped towards the trap he had set.

"My child, you are too young. You are so young that I can tell the direction you are going to attack based solely on experience. And this is a factory, this is my territory. You should not fight with me on my territory, like this."

Deathstroke stood on the high platform, firing cross-fire with his guns, constantly forcing Wally to change directions in the factory, and taunting him at the same time. Watching the yellow flash representing Wally move within the factory, Deathstroke

He slammed the button next to him with the butt of his gun.

Wally, who was forced into a corner of the factory by Deathstroke's constant blockade of routes, finally stepped into the trap arranged for him by Deathstroke. Huge sound waves erupted from all around Wally! "Ah!" He could still maintain top speed.

In this state, Wally screamed, forced himself out of the extreme speed state, covered his ears and screamed.

Deathstroke was like a hunter watching his prey step into his trap, walking slowly over. His mask had been specially processed to allow him to move freely in this high-frequency environment.

"Since I saw you on the surveillance camera, I have set traps for each of you. If you leave Star City, you won't be able to use them. But it's a pity, kid, you made the wrong choice, and you have to pay now.

cost."

With that said, Deathstroke raised his gun towards Wally, whose orifices began to bleed in the high-frequency sound waves. Wally was unable to move. Even a speedster with fast recovery would die if his head was shot.

"Bang!" In Wally's eyes, the bullet that jumped out of the muzzle of the death knell was so slow. However, he lost the chance to avoid the bullet and could only let this bullet that seemed to move so slowly move towards him little by little.

My own forehead is flying!

A dozen blue octopus robots appeared in front of Wally at this critical moment, and turned into a net in front of Wally to block the fatal blow, and then a dozen short chirps sounded. Then a

Spider webs appeared out of thin air, pulling Wally out from the high-frequency sound waves and pulling him up to the high platform.

"Huh, what a critical moment. Hey, Lightning Boy, are you okay?" It was Ke Wen who rushed over to make this timely rescue. Under the guidance of the Flying Eagle Can, Ke Wen found Wally's trace.

As he got closer, he saw that Deathstroke had raised his gun and aimed it at Wally.

In desperation, Ke Wen summoned the canned robot directly stored in the system space and formed a wall in front of Wally, blocking the fatal blow.

"Ha, here comes another kid who made the wrong choice." Seeing Ke Wen appear, Deathstroke wasn't too surprised. Since they were given a chance, they couldn't blame him for being cruel if they didn't seize it.

"Sorry, I have no intention of fighting with you. I'm just here to save my friend, so bye."

Ke Wen had no intention of fighting with Deathstroke. After saving Wally, he prepared to leave. However, it was already too late. Deathstroke pressed the microcomputer tied to his arm, and a burst of electricity rippled through the factory, preparing to release smoke.

The confused octopus robot instantly lost its power and turned into a pile of scrap metal, falling to the ground.

EMP impact, the trap prepared by Deathstroke for Ke Wen. In his opinion, since he is wearing armor, EMP impact is the most effective against this type of opponent. However, he does not seem to understand the particularity of Ke Wen's knight system. EMP can only be used against canned robots.

Apart from being effective, it had no effect on Ke Wen, but it also plunged the entire factory directly into darkness.

The sudden darkness made Ke Wen stunned, and a cold light flashed in the darkness. Ke Wen, who was alarmed, quickly wrapped his arms in armed colors, stepped forward, and pushed Wally aside.

"Cang!" The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and Ke Wen felt that his armor-wrapped arm was a little painful under the blow from the death knell, but he also used this blow to distance himself from the death knell in the darkness.

"You are better than Kid Flash." Deathstroke did not expect that his EMP attack did not affect Ke Wen's armor, and the sudden dark environment did not make Ke Wen panic, and he made the most correct response. However,

This is nothing, he is the death knell, and Ke Wen's response was also expected by him. When Ke Wen distanced himself from him, he had already swung his knife to attack him.

Damn! Ke Wen, with the help of the knowledge and color, can naturally feel the attack of Deathstroke. After swearing angrily, he can only head on. He uses the fighting expertise instilled in him by the system to fight with Deathstroke, and the sharp blade is fighting against Deathstroke.

Sparks flew out from Corwen's armors as they clashed, illuminating each other's vision.

"Child, it seems that you have never killed anyone. There is no danger in your moves! This is a life-and-death fight!" Ke Wen still can't compare with Deathstroke, who has more than ten years of combat experience, even if he has a system

Instilled fighting expertise and experience fighting Shuka super soldiers in the mental training room.

But he has too little actual combat experience. Facing Deathstroke's endless killing moves, he doesn't have much advantage. Moreover, Deathstroke, who has been blessed by Mirakuru, is no better than Ke Wen in spider form in terms of physical fitness. If it weren't for

His armor is strong enough to resist blows, and he has now been hacked to death by the death knell.

Even so, Ke Wen is also in danger, because from the beginning to now, he has been beaten, and he has not touched the death knell at all. Following his defensive mistakes, the death knell caught the flaw and hit Ke Wen in the chest.

Blow.

This time, even with armed defense and armor, Ke Wen could still feel as if his chest had been slashed with a knife, being knocked away directly. He even heard the sound of bone cracking coming from his chest.

Before he could stand up, the death knell had already rushed up and hit him in the abdomen. A thunderous sound sounded in the factory, and Ke Wen was kicked away again, knocking down an iron frame and scattering steel.

Liang pressed on him.

"It's really interesting. Although it's armor, it feels like kicking someone. I have to study your armor carefully."

Feeling the touch of his kick just now, Deathstroke began to become more interested in Ke Wen. Such armor is more like skin than armor. This feeling is quite strange.

After being hit hard by the death knell twice in a row, Ke Wen felt dizzy and might faint at any time. Listening to the footsteps of the death knell walking towards him step by step, Ke Wen endured the discomfort and inserted his memory into the card slot.

, a fierce beat.

The familiar sound of reading the big move appeared, making Deathstroke stunned for a moment. Ke Wen took advantage of Deathstroke's stupefaction and launched his knight's fist, hitting the ground directly. The dust raised by the huge punch enveloped the dark factory. When Deathstroke used it,

After the sword wind dispersed the dust, only a broken door and the disappeared Ke Wen were left.

"Ha, he's quite a clever little guy." Looking at Ke Wen and Wally who had escaped, Deathstroke did a trick and took back the knife, restoring the power.

He returned to his management room and continued his unfinished painting.