Chapter 31 Everything is hard at the beginning, then hard in the middle, and hard at the end (Rewritten)

Laurel was torn between entering the room or staying outside. However, after Stephen noticed her hesitation and remained silent for a long time, he thought about pulling her inside with him. After a few seconds, Laurel finally made up her mind to enter the room.

They both entered the hotel, booked a room, paid the money, and received the key.

Stephen put his arms around Laurel, who had a reluctant expression, and they entered the room.

As the door closed behind them, Laurel felt nervous when she saw Stephen taking out a camera from his bag and pointing it at her face, which instantly paled her expression.

"Okay, let's start with something easy. Take off your outfit," Stephen said.

Laurel gritted her teeth and looked resentfully at Stephen for a few seconds before reluctantly taking off her outfit.

She didn't dare to resist, or rather, she couldn't.

She wasn't afraid of death, but she feared that Stephen wouldn't let her family go so easily.

Piece by piece, her clothes dropped, leaving her completely naked. Stephen found a good angle to position the camera, then turned around and took out a tape measure from his bag. He approached her, measuring her figure carefully.

"What are you trying to do?" Laurel didn't dare to resist or plead for mercy.

"Oh, dear, nothing much. Just helping you create an outfit," Stephen casually replied, touching and squeezing her hourglass figure. "Hmm, I might say you have a better figure than my girlfriend."

"Really? You managed to get a girlfriend?" Laurel sneered.

"Okay, then why don't I introduce you to each other later?" Stephen put away the tape measure, turned back to pick up the camera, and examined it. Finally, he placed the camera back in the bag. "Although your figure is impressive, your physical fitness is only slightly above average. In the future, you'll need to strengthen your strength and stamina. Only with a good physique can you defeat your enemies."

"Enemies... like you?"

"Ah, unfortunately no, but for example, the mastermind who caused the accident on the Queen's Gambit boat and killed your sister," Stephen dismissed Laurel's minor resistance. "He holds significant power and influence in Starling City. Once your identity is exposed, it will become troublesome for you and your family. Besides, his personal strength is formidable, unlike yours. Even if I train you relentlessly, your physical strength alone may not be enough to defeat him. So, I'll help you prepare some gadgets."

"All you have to do is train, train, and train some more, then start fighting against his minions."

Observing Stephen's serious expression, Laurel felt at a loss.

While she knew that Stephen may not be a 'bad' person, based on his unscrupulous behavior, it was clear he wasn't entirely good either. But Laurel couldn't comprehend why he was doing all of this to her, let alone whether he intended to harm or assist her.

"Do you know Sara?" Laurel couldn't help but ask.

"Unfortunately, no, I don't know Sara either. We haven't crossed paths," Stephen shook his head.

"Then why are you so determined to make me avenge Sara?" Laurel asked, puzzled.

Firstly, I want you to become Black Canary in advance so that the future legendary team can find me. By the way, it also involves arranging another 'part-time' job for Felicity.

Stephen looked at Laurel, smiled, and said, "Oh, do you want to know? But I won't tell you. For now, just focus on making yourself stronger. You should know the basics of physical training. Let's get started."

"Now?" Laurel was taken aback as she picked up her clothes and put them on.

"No, just practice like this. At least my eyes won't be bored," Stephen took her clothes and threw them onto the bed before lying down, propping up his chin slightly. "Okay, dear, start your performance."

Laurel gritted her teeth and shamelessly glared at Stephen, refusing to move.

Stephen smiled without uttering a word and raised his finger. An electric current flickered and leaped directly.

"What!"

Laurel shivered violently.

"I didn't mean to rush you, but that's what I intend to do," Stephen smiled and raised his finger again.

Reluctantly, Laurel began to practice.

The initial sense of shame and persecution made her uncomfortable, almost wishing to bury her head somewhere. But gradually, Laurel realized that Stephen wasn't actually fixated on her. Even if he had his eyes on her, there was no sign of disgust. On the contrary, it seemed like he was supervising himself. Whenever she stopped or slowed down, he would raise his finger to "encourage" her to continue training.

Gradually, Laurel started to concentrate.

Regardless of Stephen's motives, it was always beneficial for her to become stronger. While the law may uphold justice, strength can protect her.

Unbeknownst to her, the morning passed by in a sweaty blur. When she heard Stephen say to stop, Laurel felt as if she could hear, sense, and touch the essence of nature. For now, shame and anger didn't matter. All she wanted was to lie motionless on the ground.

Looking at Laurel, resembling an exhausted dog, Stephen smiled dumbly and lightly kicked her. "Hey, don't pretend to be dead. Get up, take a shower, and get dressed. We're going out."

"Let me rest for five more minutes."

"As the saying goes, everything is hard in the beginning, hard in the middle, and hard at the end. In short, it's always hard. So why waste time taking a break? Get up quickly," Stephen showed no pity towards Laurel. Seeing her refusal to get up, he activated his powers.

Zi Zi Zi.

Startled, Laurel abruptly got up and rushed into the bathroom like a gust of wind.

After a while, Laurel finished showering, dressed neatly, and went out with Stephen. Just as they stepped out, the door of the adjacent room opened, and a middle-aged man emerged. This person glanced at Laurel, who appeared weak and flushed in the legs, then shifted his gaze to Stephen, who seemed relaxed and carefree. Stephen nonchalantly raised his thumb, appreciating the situation.

Stephen modestly nodded with a smile that conveyed a so-so response.

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Real Author: Marvel King

Translator: Zatch[King]Rex