First Fight?

Detective Lance suddenly grabbed the door frame with such force that Thea feared he might pull the entire door down.

"Listen, young lady, I might forgive Queen Group, but I won't forgive Oliver Queen, not now, not ever. Remember my words." With that, he gave Thea a stern look and stormed off in anger.

'Ah, negotiation failed. This feud is indeed hard to resolve. Oliver is too impulsive; how can he handle two sisters at once? Your actions have brought shame upon yourself and your sister.'

Although not all the expected effects were achieved, at least Detective Lance didn't oppose the cooperation with Queen Group, which is a victory. He still has a Lieutenant above him, but they are close friends and he rarely interferes with daily affairs, leaving Lance to shoulder most of the responsibilities in the Starling City police force.

This feud needs to be resolved as soon as possible; otherwise, if he becomes uncomfortable one day and refuses to cooperate, all my efforts will go down the drain.

At the same time, she need to rescue Sara as soon as possible. Once Sara is back, all grievances can be resolved. At least the conflict with Queen Group will be resolved. As for the potential tragedy of two sisters fighting over a man, that's their family matter; Thea expresses no interest.

Furrowing her brows, Thea recalled the plot. Sara Lance should be on that ship now. If Oliver doesn't cause trouble, she might be safe for a few more months.

Knowing she still has some time, she put aside the rescue plan for now. Looking at Laurel's sorrowful expression, Thea couldn't tell if it was because of her sister's death or her unresolved feelings for Oliver. Thea couldn't ignore Laurel's help earlier and gave her a hug. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Thea. You're stronger than I imagined," Laurel said, her voice slightly choked up.

Although Thea knows Oliver and Sara aren't dead, the passing of her father, Robert, still saddened her a bit. She quickly changed the subject. "Can you give me a ride back? You know, I don't have a driver's license yet."

Hehe, Laurel chuckled softly. The two women walked back to the slums together. When they arrived, Thea realized that the so-called software department was very close to Laurel's law firm, just across the street. They agreed to have tea together next time.

In the evening, Thea arrived at the training ground in the forest as usual, ready to receive today's training. Without realizing it, she had been training for half a year. She had mastered archery, combat, and knife skills. According to Malcolm, she had the skills of an ordinary member of the League of Assassins, but she lacked experience.

Unlike the original plot, perhaps due to the law of attraction, there were various speedsters around the Flash, and the Green Arrow team consisted of various long-range attackers. The Green Arrow, Roy, and Thea 1.0 were the three archers. Originally, Thea focused on archery, followed by knife skills, and finally combat.

But now Thea didn't think so. In the future, she didn't think she needed to join the Green Arrow team. It's okay to help out when there's trouble, after all, he's her brother. But as for joining permanently, she'd rather not.

Her focus had always been on sudden attacks. If she was prepared in advance and equipped with the corresponding technology, she wouldn't be afraid of any battle, not to mention she would at least be able to retreat safely.

But if she were to be attacked suddenly, that would be disastrous. No matter how good her archery and knife skills were, in the real world, she would often be unarmed. Of course, you could say you have antisocial personality disorder and run around with a big knife, but Thea thought she wasn't capable of such bold actions. She had always focused her training on hand-to-hand combat, including joint locks, judo, karate, and Krav Maga.

After waiting for a while in the forest, Thea wondered why Malcolm, who was usually punctual, was nowhere to be seen. Using her enhanced perception, she noticed several figures cursing and approaching from her right.

Three men, whose ages were indistinguishable, came out. Why couldn't their ages be distinguished? Because they were heavily disguised, each wearing black eye shadow. It was already dusk, and with the dim lighting and their dark clothing, it is very difficult to see their faces behind their disguise.

They had various decorations hanging on their clothes, the only things shining. They walked in a staggering manner, not like normal walking but more like skating.

Where did these non-mainstream guys come from? Although Thea wasn't afraid of these three, she didn't want any trouble. She turned around to make way for them, preparing to go to the other side of the forest to wait for Malcolm.

"Hey, there's a girl!" One of the non-mainstream guys, with sharp eyes, spotted Thea.

The other two, a little tipsy, heard their companion's words but didn't bother to think and automatically rushed over.

Seeing them approaching, Thea didn't plan to run. She vaguely understood that this was probably another test from Malcolm. Otherwise, how could these three weirdos wander in here?

It's a good time to test her combat skills. Thea decided to take the initiative. She wasn't afraid of not being able to defeat them; she was afraid of them saying something disgusting that would affect her dinner digestion.

Putting her bow and short knife aside, she moved her body lightly. Facing the three weirdos, Thea was a bit hesitant. They all looked like they deserved a beating, and she had a bit of choice paralysis, not knowing who to attack first.

"Hey, girl," one of the thugs said, but before he could finish his thug talk, Thea had already made up her mind to go after him. Of course, it wasn't because he spoke first, but it was scientifically proven. Yeah, that's it.

There's no need to use any big moves against a few trash. At this stage, Thea's so-called big move is like the KGB combat techniques of Marvel's Black Widow. It looks good, but using it feels awkward. On one hand, it's too powerful, and if not careful, it could break the opponent's neck or cause other serious injuries. On the other hand, Malcolm didn't teach it well, and practicing such moves with a father-daughter pair always felt awkward.

Quickly grabbing the right hand of the thug in front of her and twisting it in the opposite direction, Thea heard a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Seeing the opponent's back exposed, Thea thought about using a judo move to grab the thug's ear, kick his leg, and then bend him down. But halfway through reaching out her hand, she hesitated. The man's ears were covered in densely packed earrings, like a hedgehog. What if she accidentally injured herself!