Chapter 439: Tool people also have a spring! (First update, please subscribe!)

Once, once, and once again, Malcolm Merlyn gradually became numb.

He tried many times. No matter how fast his movements were or how realistic his previous feints were, as long as he jumped off the roof, he would immediately be shamefully frozen in mid-air by a mysterious force.

Then he would be thrown back onto the roof like garbage, and the scattered arrows would be thoughtfully put back into his quiver.

He thought about being passive, but every time he thought this way, his body would inexplicably become as heavy as a thousand jin, making him completely unable to parry and dodge the opponent's attacks normally. Although the opponent didn't strike ruthlessly, it still left him not lightly injured.

More importantly, being beaten like this, he had no face!

He admitted that this woman's fighting techniques were indeed numerous and very powerful, and she was progressing very fast, but this didn't prevent her from being a rookie who only knew how to talk on paper.

Who is he?

Malcolm Merlyn!

He endured so much pain and suffered so much, finally learning a set of skills from the League of Assassins and becoming the leader of the underground alliance in Starling City.

With one word from him, Starling City would tremble. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the underground emperor. Now, he was being mocked like a doll and used as a sparring partner for a rookie. This kind of humiliation is something no proud person can accept!

A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!

Malcolm Merlyn directly broke the jar and let it fall. You're making me a sparring partner, right? I'm not doing it anymore. If you have the ability, kill me!

Su Quan's purpose was to use himself as a sparring partner for her. In that case, he probably wouldn't be so angry that he would kill him directly, right?

Su Quan had never shown his face, but Malcolm Merlyn didn't doubt at all that he could easily kill him.

Malcolm Merlyn thought very well: use death to show his ambition, forcing Su Quan to appear or end this humiliating sparring session.

But he underestimated Su Quan's methods.

You don't want to fight?

It doesn't matter. I can control you to fight. In this way, the effect is better than you fighting yourself!

I am just borrowing your body and abilities. Whether you want to or are willing to is completely unimportant.

A true tool person!

In the end, having no other choice, Malcolm Merlyn chose to lie flat.

Do whatever you want, I give up.

Let it be destroyed, hurry up, I'm tired.

Time passed like flowing water, murmuring away. The dazed Malcolm Merlyn suddenly felt that the originally dim sky was faintly glowing with light.

The sky, it's bright!

Malcolm Merlyn blinked his eyes. The woman's figure was no longer on the roof.

Is it over?

It's finally over!!!

Malcolm Merlyn almost couldn't help but cry with joy and raise his arms in a shout. He dragged his tired and painful body slowly, slowly toward the edge of the roof, and jumped down, testing it like a bird frightened by the mere twang of a bowstring.

"Bang."

He landed. He was finally—liberated!

Malcolm Merlyn subconsciously glanced at the Void Bookstore. Although the doors and windows were tightly closed, he seemed to see someone in the bookstore nodding to him, as if welcoming him to visit again next time.

He shivered inexplicably, turned around in fear, and left in a hurry.

After returning home, whether it was his son Tommy's questioning or Moira Queen's call, he was tight-lipped and didn't mention a word.

Without figuring out Su Quan's identity and strength, and without absolute certainty, he wouldn't go provoke Su Quan again.

As for the woman who fought with him all night, he already had faint guesses.

Nine times out of ten, it should be the bookstore employee, the older sister of the woman named Sara who boarded the ship with Su Quan and was said to have been sent to the League of Assassins—Detective Quentin Lance's eldest daughter, Laurel Lance!

But, so what if he knew her identity?

Her progress was so fast that, in terms of strength alone, she had already surpassed him. Moreover, she had a set of powerful equipment, and he couldn't do anything to her at all.

Dealing with her father, Quentin Lance? That would be easy, but could he afford the retaliation from her and Su Quan afterward?

So, he endured it, he accepted it!

That night, Malcolm Merlyn, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly woke up, his body uncontrollably putting on his uniform, putting on his equipment, and once again arriving on the roof of the bookstore.

On the roof, the fully armed Laurel Lance had already set up her stance, waiting for a long time!

"Bastard!"

"Su Quan, you are a bastard!"

Malcolm Merlyn cursed angrily. I'm not even coming to provoke you anymore, yet you still refuse to let me go!

You, you are not human!

Endure for a moment, and the more you think about it, the angrier you get: take a step back, and you go from bad to worse!

Malcolm Merlyn let out an angry roar, turned around—and jumped off the roof.

"Bang!"

A few seconds later, he was thrown back again.

"I knew it would be like this!" Malcolm Merlyn cursed viciously and had no choice but to honestly act as a sparring partner.

Another sleepless night.

Just like yesterday, when the sky brightened, Laurel Lance left, and Malcolm Merlyn jumped off the roof in silence and went home.

And then, night fell—

The sparring session arrived as scheduled!

Malcolm Merlyn was numb. He was truly numb.

Helpless, what else can one do!

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

At night, Malcolm Merlyn very consciously and actively came to the roof, but this time, the person waiting for him on the roof was not Laurel Lance, but a very young Asian man.

"Su Quan!"

…………

Malcolm Merlyn's expression froze. He didn't know what purpose Su Quan had for suddenly appearing today.

Is it that he doesn't need me to be a sparring partner anymore?

There is this possibility. Laurel Lance's progress is too fast. Although he doesn't want to admit it, he seems to no longer have the qualifications to be her sparring partner.

"I no longer have any value. Are you, finally going to kill me?" Malcolm Merlyn said faintly.

Su Quan was surprised. Not to mention that you have had your share of hard work even if you haven't had any merit this month, just the fact that you are Thea Queen's biological father is enough for me not to kill you casually!