The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 183

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.