With a grunt, he bent down, sweat soaking his skin instantly.

He had never seen such an inhuman guy, who completely subdued himself the moment he fought.

He had listened to the villain gang talking about the newly discovered guy with inhuman powers. He thought it was an exaggeration, but he didn't expect such an existence to exist in reality!

After inserting the arrow into the opponent's shoulder blade, Eric stared at the opponent coldly.

"Now, can you tell me your name?"

The sweaty, exhausted hooded man raised his head, looked at Eric, and panted his name, "Malcolm Merlin."

"Is that name? Are you from the Assassin League?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Eric's mouth, "I've heard of it, the magician of the Assassin League? Unexpectedly, he caught a big fish."

Malcolm Merlin, President of the Merlin Group. Merlin Group is a well-known enterprise in the metropolis, its headquarters is located in Star City.

Malcolm himself is a member of the League of Assassins, nicknamed "Magician".

Green Arrow's exile on the desert island was caused by this guy, who planted a bomb on Arrow's yacht and inadvertently banished Oliver Queen to Purgatory Island for five years.

Because of his ability to use bows and arrows well, he became the villain "Black Arrow", and he has been acting as his mortal enemy after Green Arrow returns.

Since it was determined that the other party was the culprit that caused Green Arrow to live on the desert island, Eric decided to save his life.

Otherwise, after killing him, Green Arrow did not go to experience "Survival on a Deserted Island", wouldn't it be a bit of a sin for him?

The crimson light in the eyes, in the dark night, is like the gnawing gaze of a beast!

Malcolm took a frightened step back.

"Now tell me, what was the plan you just said?"

Eric asked him in a bad tone.

"Destroy... Destroy Gotham, then rebuild a new Gotham from the ruins! This is the master ninja plan."

Without hesitation, Black Arrow, greedy for life and fear of death, immediately told Eric what he knew.

"An undead rat?"

Eric sneered, he had no interest in the other party's grand plan to destroy Gotham.

Destruction or not has nothing to do with him, that's what Batman should have a headache for.

However, he was interested in the ninja master.

"I've heard ninja masters often boast to people that they used to create a plague in ancient Rome, burn London to no-man's land, use the Mongols to spread the plague throughout Europe... It sounds like they did all the dead ends. Now you want to destroy another city?"

After sighing for a while, Eric asked the other party, "I want to see the ninja master, can you do it?"

Yes, he was interested in the "Pool of Lazarus" owned by the ninja master that can resurrect the dead and bring people back to youth.

Since he met someone from the Assassin Alliance, he naturally wouldn't let it go easily.

"I......"

Malcolm shivered and shook his head, a look of fear on his face.

"I can't do it! I can't directly contact the ninja master. Although he is the leader of the Assassin League, he has always shown very little. Even I have seen him only a handful of times."

"yes?"

The crimson light in Eric's eyes became stronger and stronger, "Since he is going to make a ghost in Gotham City, he will definitely show up in Gotham City. Once he shows up in Gotham City, contact me."

Turning around, the hot vision in his eyes came out, and a dark red line was cut horizontally.

The members of the gang who tried to rush in from outside were cut from their upper and lower bodies by heat vision, and their bodies were instantly separated.

Blood spurted out instantly!

The whole room became an environment filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Clark stood aside, turning his head a little reluctantly.

Although he knew it was bad, he didn't know how to persuade Eric.

"Don't be too careful, or you will end up like them."

After threatening Malcolm a few times, Eric turned and left.

He has used the cosmic scepter to mark the opponent's body, and the opponent's every move is under his control.

Clark, who had been silent all the time, glanced at the tragic scene and quickly followed Eric's footsteps.

"Okay, Clark, after you leave the gang, you don't need your silence ban."

Eric looked at Clark with a look of hesitating to speak, and said to him.

"What kind of ninja master do you know?"

"Precisely, I know him, he doesn't know me."

Eric replied: "Just a mouse who likes to brag and lives a little longer."

"so......"

Clark pondered for a while and asked, "That Malcolm... will he trouble us?"

"He won't. Malcolm is a very smart guy."

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Chapter 136 Christmas with only two people

The Metropolitan Merlin Group Building, the living room.

Malcolm, who was originally the owner of this building, has always been full of the graceful and calm demeanor of a successful person.

But when he entered the living room at this time, he was worried, his eyes were full of unease, and he was completely different from the man who had always held his head high and was always confident.

After entering the living room, he found a figure sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The other party, who was bathed in dark shadows, sat facing him, exuding an indescribable aura.

Malcolm, who had originally restrained his self-confidence and pride, showed a trace of surprise and nervousness to the woman sitting on the comfortable sofa.

"Mr. Merlin, I thought you would be guarding your old nest so late, but I didn't expect you to go out in a leisurely manner."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the woman's throat.

The woman sitting on the sofa leaned forward slightly, allowing her face to be touched by the moonlight, revealing a stunning face.

The woman has brown curly hair, delicate and three-dimensional features, and looked at Malcolm coldly.

"Unfortunately, my father can't come in person, so I can only replace him and witness the rebirth and destruction of Gotham. Although I'm not very keen on such things, there are always times when people can't help themselves. ."

The woman leaned back slightly and said in a lazy and **** voice.

After seeing Malcolm coming in, he didn't mean to get up, and he didn't seem to take him seriously.

"I am full of respect and gratitude to the ninja master. It is precisely because of the ninja master's teaching and guidance and his excellent wisdom that I can get out of my inner fear and pain, and let me gradually understand the meaning of life."

Malcolm bowed his head slightly, with a respectful attitude.

Just from his expression, it is absolutely impossible to see that he sold the ninja master completely in front of Eric before.

In the face of the daughter of the legendary ninja master, Malcolm deliberately hides his clumsiness, making himself incompetent and cowardly in the heart of the other party.

"I have been working hard to advance the master ninja plan. It's just that I have encountered some obstacles recently. The Quinn family in Star City has been targeting me everywhere, and my energy is limited."

"Then kill them!"

The woman looked at him with cold eyes, "The creed of the Assassin League is to sweep away the enemies who dare to fight against us! For the survival and evolution of mankind, we must use violent means to eliminate those stubborn viruses and rotten limbs, and even some Time... is a more violent means than that!"

While speaking to Malcolm, a trace of contempt for Malcolm flashed in the woman's eyes.

She had heard from her father before that Malcolm was known as the "Magician" and was the most charismatic, charismatic, calm and confident person in the Assassin League.

But now after communicating with the other party, she found that the man in front of her was somewhat unworthy of his name.

Talia El Gore is the daughter of a ninja master of the Assassin League and an old lover of the future Batman. The fourth Robin-Damian was born to her and Batman.

The daughter of the leader of the League of Assassins, Thalia was trained to be a shrewd leader and a decisive successor.

At this time, she had just finished her practice of traveling around the world, and she came to Metropolis after her return.

"If you have doubts, then, Mr. Merlin, leave the task you undertake to me!"

Thalia said to Malcolm.

"Only by yourself?"

Malcolm asked suspiciously.

He remembered the inhuman existence of Eric he had just met, his eyes flickered, and he said: "In addition to those people in Gotham, there are some forces that are just around the corner, their power is beyond our imagination, I don't think It's a good solution."

"My father taught me a lesson, that if you think of the enemy as invincible, then you will be cowardly; if you have the courage to face the dragon, then you will triumph."

Thalia stood up from the sofa and said lightly, "I didn't come alone this time, I also brought shadow warriors."

In the process of traveling the world, she heard that her father had found an excellent successor and cultivated him perfectly.

The rich boy from Gotham didn't want to enjoy the rich life of a rich family, but chose a path of coexisting with and fighting criminals.

The ninja master, her father, tried to train that man as his successor, or an invincible blade, making him the detonating **** in Gotham.

Gotham has bred too much corruption and evil, and this city has been completely degenerate, and there is no need for any existence at all.

As they had done with those cities—Rome and London—in Gotham reborn from the ashes and grow new cities unsullied by sin.

The woman stood in the dark night, staring at the silent Malcolm, with ambition in her eyes.

As the daughter of her father, she has never been valued and recognized by her father. As a woman who wants to prove herself, she hopes to make some achievements to prove to her father that her ability matches her identity.

As the best heir, his worth is more than that of Gotham's Bruce Wayne.

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Christmas night.

Kent Farm.

Eric folded his hands on his chest, observing the stickers of Charity Santa and red-nosed elk on the corridor.

The stickers were pre-applied by Clark.

Jonathan and Martha went to their grandmother's house for Christmas, now only Eric and Clark are at home.

Although it was a bit deserted, but because of Clark's preparations in advance, the Christmas atmosphere would not be too miserable.

"Peanut Butter Cookies are ready!"

Clark, wearing gloves, took the baked cookies out of the oven and placed them on the table.

On the long dining table are cookies, three-layer pizza, roasted turkey, and assorted fruits.

"It's the first time I've found out, Clark, that you have a talent for cooking."

Eric looked at Clark who was holding the butter biscuits and said indifferently.

"It's also the first time I've discovered that, although it's a little rusty the first time, I guess I'll get used to it soon."

Clark shrugged.

After taking off the gloves, he asked Eric, "Dad and mom were on the phone just now?"

"Yes. It's normal to be apprehensive about Christmas without parents for the first time."

Eric said while picking up the green leafy vegetables at hand, "After all, this is the first time."

"Yes, the first time."

Clark repeated the word, sat down, and began to savor his long-prepared Christmas dinner.

The two sat opposite each other, quietly tasting the food.

"Actually, I have Christmas presents ready."

Clark suddenly didn't know where to get a book, "Merry Christmas, Eric!"

Some stunned, he took the book from Clark's hand, and Eric was stunned when he saw the words "Appreciation and Evaluation of Cthulhu" written on the cover of the beautifully packaged book.