The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 183 Robin Seems to Only Treat Me as a Buddy!

Robin pulled Vera closer and pointed at Sarah. "Leave her and get lost!"

"D*mn! Hahaha..."

The group of glamorous women surrounding Harry burst into mocking laughter.

To them, Robin's behavior was nothing short of childish and absurd.

How could a nobody dare to provoke Harry, the future leader of the Poison King Sect, with such arrogance?

It was nothing less than a death wish!

Harry found it even more amusing.

During this trip to Harmonfield, aside from feeling a bit wary of someone named Robin, he regarded no one else as a threat.

With the bodyguards from the Poison King Sect by his side, he felt invincible here.

"Kid, are you talking to me? Do you know who I am?"

He casually draped an arm over a woman's shoulder and contemptuously pointed at Robin. "I'm taking her with me. What are you going to do about it?"

The group of glamorous women and his entourage burst into arrogant laughter.

The private room was filled with the scornful laughter of Harry and his entourage.

Furious, Vera was about to confront them when Robin pulled her back.

In an instant, a blur flashed by, and several suited thugs holding Sarah suddenly collapsed to the ground, clutching their heads in pain.

Before Harry and his group could grasp what had just occurred, Robin had already seized Sarah and tossed her onto the sofa.

After a brief moment of surprise, Vera sat beside Sarah.

Sarah stared in disbelief at the surreal scene unfolding before her, initially convinced it was just a hallucination.

It took her a moment to realize that Robin had saved her from those thugs.

Overcome with emotion, she hugged Vera and cried.

It was only when Sarah broke into tears that Harry and his group came to their senses.

What had just happened?

Harry's expression soured as he pointed at Leopard.

Leopard trembled in fear.

Drawing a knife, he pointed it at Robin. "You really dare to snatch someone? Are you tired of living?"

Leopard and a few suited men charged at Robin.

Robin stepped onto the dining table in front of him.

With a powerful kick, the table flipped, sending Leopard and his companions crashing to the ground.

Everyone present barely saw when Robin made his move; suddenly, Leopard and his companions were all on the floor.

It was bizarre, almost dreamlike!

In an instant, the private room fell into a brief silence.

The stillness was unsettling, almost suffocating.

Pinned to the ground by the overturned table, Leopard hurriedly wiped the blood from his eyes, bewildered by what had just happened.

He quickly scrambled to his feet and rushed toward Robin, ready to swing his knife.

But to his shock, he realized his wrist was bare.

What was happening?

Turning to look, he saw that his hand had been cleanly severed!

The severed hand still clutched the cold knife tightly.

"Argh! You cut off my hand! I'll kill you!" Leopard howled in agony, raising his left fist to lunge at Robin.

Robin shook his head and grabbed Leopard by the hair, slamming his head into a pillar in the private room.

The burly, fierce Leopard struggled wildly to break free, but it was useless.

Harry's most ruthless enforcer felt as weak as a lamb awaiting slaughter in Robin's grip.

Thud!

Leopard's fleshy face crashed against the pillar with a terrifying thud, blood splattering everywhere! "Argh!"

Leopard let out a miserable scream, flailing his arms in a wild attempt to fight back. "I'll kill you!"

Robin responded with a swift kick to Leopard's abdomen.

Another scream erupted as Leopard crumpled to the ground, his body reduced to a pile of boneless flesh, lying at Harry's feet. The entire ordeal lasted less than a minute.

The atmosphere in the private room shifted to something strange.

Just moments ago, the room was filled with arrogant men and women, their faces brimming with disdain.

Now, however, they all wore expressions of shock, instinctively crowding closer to Harry.

No one dared to speak or show even the slightest hint of mockery.

Harry was equally shocked.

He never expected that Robin, a seemingly insignificant kid, could possess such impressive skills.

His crew consisted of more than 20 men, each one a ruthless fighter with blood on their hands.

And Robin dared to make a move?

Where did he find the audacity?!

After a moment of silence, the 20 fierce bodyguards behind Harry charged at Robin.

The sight snapped the drunken Vera back to reality.

She grabbed a wine bottle and stood in front of Robin, wildly swinging it as she shouted, "Ah! I'll take you all on!" Robin's lips twitched as he pulled her behind him. "Bro, I appreciate your bravery, but just stay back for now." "You called me bro? What the hell, I'm a girl!" Vera started to shout, but then realized Robin had vanished.

Then, over 20 bodyguards in black were sprawled across the floor.

Each one was clutching their faces, moaning in pain.

Under the flickering lights of the private room, only Robin stood alone.

He slowly turned around and began to walk toward Harry, who was still frozen in the doorway.

The two bodyguards in front of Harry quickly aimed their knives at Robin. "D-don't come any closer!"

A cold smile spread across Robin's lips.

Before the two bodyguards could grasp what was happening, they were sent hurtling out of the private room, crashing heavily against the wall outside, unconscious.

In the next second, Robin stood before Harry.

Harry stared in shock at the unfolding scene, instantly sobering up.

He sensed an intense aura of fear radiating from this young man.

Instinctively, he took a step back.

But just as he lifted his foot, a steel knife pressed against his throat.

Harry trembled all over, nearly paralyzed by fear.

The foot he had lifted was stuck mid-air, neither able to be lowered nor retracted, leaving him shaking in place.

The alluring women around him fled in terror.

"Get down!" Robin commanded flatly.

With a heavy thud, Harry dropped to the ground.

Unsure of what Robin had done to him, he struggled to rise, but a crushing force pressed down on him like an immense weight, making it difficult to breathe.

All traces of arrogance had vanished.

Harry's bodyguards and followers stood frozen in shock.

The leading candidate for the Poison King Sect's leadership got down to the ground just like that?

A few attractive women huddled in the corners stared in disbelief at the sight.

They had never imagined such an outcome.

Robin had single-handedly taken down all of Harry's henchmen, leaving them unable to fight back.

And it had all taken less than three minutes.

Harry fought desperately to break free from Robin's grip, gritting his teeth as he warned, "Do you know that what you're doing will get you hunted by the entire Poison King Sect? "Let me go right now, or-"

Before he could finish, Robin pressed his foot down on Harry's neck, forcefully slamming his delicate face into the marble floor.

"Argh!" Harry's teeth shattered and scattered across the ground as he cried out in pain.

Everyone else dared not look at Robin anymore.

They never imagined that the seemingly harmless Robin could strike with such ferocity.

With blood covering his face, Harry screamed in agony, "Let me go!"

Robin pressed down harder, forcing Harry's face into the hard marble floor once more. "Ah! You little-

"Argh!" Robin stepped harder.

"Please, just let me go! I'll release Sarah. I'll pay you, please!" he pleaded, tears streaming down his face.

Harry finally reached his breaking point, crying out in pain.

He realized that if this continued, Robin might kill him.

He wanted to use the Poison King Sect's signature technique, the Shadow Wind Poison, against Robin, but he found he couldn't use it.

It dawned on him that he was up against someone more formidable than himself.

"Robin, thank you for saving me." Sarah, now sober, stood up and walked over to Robin, expressing her gratitude.

"Robin?" Harry gasped, looking up in shock. This was the same Robin

had crippled Leo!

At that moment, he felt an overwhelming sense of regret.

Last month, Leo had come to Harmonfield and fallen victim to this very man.

Harry knew he was no match for Robin compared to Leo's power.

He never imagined he would encounter this troublemaker here.

Harry had no real intention of submitting, but upon learning that this was Robin, he completely abandoned any thoughts of revenge. Although he had the Poison King Sect behind him, with its numbers and power, he knew nothing of Robin's true capabilities.

As he gazed into Robin's distant, cold eyes, radiating a terrifying intent to kill, Harry was genuinely scared.

Faced with the overwhelming force of Robin, his resolve shattered completely.

He understood that if he didn't plead for mercy soon, Robin would cripple him the same way he had dealt with Leo.

A wise man knows when to back down.

Harry understood he couldn't let pride cost him his life and livelihood.

Harry crawled on the ground. "Mr. Ramsey, I'll never do it again. I'll pay for all your losses!"

"Get the transfer done and get out," Robin said coldly, wiping his hands clean.

After everything was settled, Robin left the bar, followed closely by Vera and Sarah.

Sarah quickened her pace to catch up with Robin. "Robin, thank you."

He raised a hand and gestured toward Vera. "Don't thank me. We're not that familiar. If you want to express gratitude, direct it toward her."

Sarah paused, taken aback.

Watching Robin's figure walk away, she let out a deep sigh.

She knew she would never have Robin.

The only reason he helped was because of Vera.

"Alright, it's over now. Just relax," Vera said, patting the still-dazed Sarah on the shoulder. "How did you end up borrowing money from those shady lenders?" Sarah shook her head, feeling ashamed. "It was my vanity that got the best of me.

"Vera, my dad's small business went bankrupt, and I couldn't adjust to living without money. I borrowed from these online lenders, but who knew they were so ruthless." "Alright, let's not dwell on that. If you don't mind, how about joining me at Silva Group?" Vera said earnestly, wrapping her arm around Sarah's.

"I know you studied management at business school abroad. What do you think?"

Sarah was taken aback. "Vera, have you... returned to work in your family business?"

Vera nodded, determination shining in her eyes. "Yes! From now on, I'll be in charge of Silva Group. Come help me manage what my mother built all those years ago." Sarah clung to Vera, sobbing. "Vera, you and your boyfriend are just wonderful! Boohoo..."

Vera glanced at Robin's retreating figure, frustration bubbling within her as she stomped her foot.

She muttered to herself, "Ugh, the problem is, it seems like Robin only treats me as a buddy!"