The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17 You're Just All Talk

As Shawn's enormous hand swung toward Shirley, the crowd at the Violetcrest Club collectively gasped.

Many spectators turned away, unable to watch the scene unfold.

Smack!

A sharp slap echoed through the quiet Violetcrest Riding and Shooting Entertainment Center!

Shawn was propelled through the air, crashing heavily onto the ground several feet away.

Crack!

The marble floor of the viewing area cracked under the force of the impact!

Shirley remained unscathed, her composure intact, though her eyes revealed her astonishment.

Amber's eyes widened in shock, her mouth open in disbelief, frozen in place.

The hand that struck Shawn belonged to Robin.

"Why are you so hell-bent on being a d*ck?" Robin remarked, wiping his hands with a towel handed to him by a server, his gaze filled with disdain and mockery.

Shawn, sprawled on the floor from Robin's slap, had lost a few teeth and was disoriented, his ears ringing.

He struggled to speak, barely conscious.

The riding and shooting center was eerily silent, with tension hanging thick in the air.

After a moment of oppressive quiet, the crowd began to murmur.

"Wow! This guy is amazing! He just took down the Devil, Rygar's top enforcer!"

"Is this real? I've never seen anyone handle the Devil like that in Harmonfield!"

"This guy is incredibly bold. He's definitely in for a tough time."

Alice, observing the spectacle, was initially stunned, but soon a sneer of contempt spread across her face.

"Hmph! Robin, do you really think that just because the Dunns support you, you can challenge Rygar's top man?" she scoffed. "You're asking for trouble!"

Zachary's face lit up with a malicious grin.

Meanwhile, Vera was stunned by the events that had just transpired.

Despite the recklessness of Robin's actions, she couldn't help but admire his bravery.

Taking on someone like the Devil was impressive, even if it bordered on foolishness.

She found herself reassessing Robin, now seeing him in a new, more favorable light.

"How dare you touch me! Do you even know who I am? I'll make sure you leave here on a stretcher!" Shawn roared, spitting blood as two of his subordinates helped him up.

Robin barely glanced at Shawn, unperturbed. "Do I need to know who you are to deal with you? You're just all talk, aren't you?"

"Alright, you little punk! You're going to pay for this! You're dead meat!" Shawn roared, his anger evident as he pointed a finger at Robin.

As Shirley processed the situation, she realized the complexity of their predicament.

The meeting at the Violetcrest Club was meant to clarify investment boundaries.

The conflict involved Rygar's investment project encroaching on the Dunns' territory.

When the agreement was first made, all parties had clearly defined their business areas, including commercial malls, children's entertainment centers, resorts, and luxury villa developments.

The surrounding area of this project was originally given to the Universal Group owned by the Hamiltons.

The initial agreement had clearly divided business areas: the east for villas, the south for commercial and residential developments, and the west and north for office buildings and major markets.

However, Rygar had secretly arranged with the Hamiltons to acquire the southern zone, planning to introduce nightclubs, bars, and gambling establishments, which clashed with residential and educational areas.

Shirley had tried repeatedly to negotiate with Rygar, but to no avail.

That was why they had planned this meeting to continue negotiations at the council of the four investors.

It was already difficult to reach a consensus in the original circumstances, but now, with the conflict escalating to involve Rygar's enforcer, today's meeting would probably end on a sour note as well.

If not handled properly, it could lead to an outright confrontation between the Dunns and Rygar.

Realizing the situation was beyond repair for today, Shirley stepped in front of Robin.

"Shawn, this matter has nothing to do with him. Any grievances should be directed at the Dunns. We're waiting!"

Robin smiled coldly, shaking his head.

Shawn was beneath his concern.

Besides his talk, he had little real influence.