The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242 Claim Me Tonight
Talia handed over the incident at Hot Pot Haven to the local police.

Shortly after, she received classified intelligence from her division.

The shocking news hit her hard, where the target of an international assassin was none other than Robin!

Talia was stunned.

Thirteen top-tier international assassins had been sent to eliminate Robin.

But why would these elite killers set their sights on him? Robin served as a project president under the Dunn Group.

What could he possibly have done to deserve such attention?

Darkwolf and the Surgeon were among those present.

Their initial hiring fee was a staggering five hundred million dollars, and the bounty for completing the mission could exceed a billion!

Not only that, but there were 13 of them.

It begged the question: what kind of person could command such an extravagant array of talent?

Talia was confident in her own abilities, but she understood all too well that she was no match for any of these 13 renowned killers.

They moved like shadows, striking without warning.

For years, Interpol had been searching for them, expending countless elite resources, yet had come up empty-handed.

Many agents had mysteriously disappeared in the process.

Now, with the 13 assassins entering the country to hunt Robin, the national security department of Draconia and the global law enforcement community were on high alert.

Her division had dispatched twenty special agents to Harmonfield to assist Talia in dealing with this urgent situation.

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After dealing with the assassin from the Dark Night Alliance, Robin returned to his car. After that, he quickly released Vera's acupoints.

"Where ... where am I?" Vera rubbed her sleepy eyes, still dazed.

"You fell asleep," Robin said, starting the car and handing her a bottle of water.

As she sipped, Vera became more alert.

She glanced at her disheveled attire and asked, "Robin, you naughty guy ... you didn't do anything to me, did you?

"How did I fall asleep?" She pondered, still confused.

Robin cast a quick glance at Vera's long, fair legs.

He said, "It's getting late; I'll take you home.

"Your office is just up ahead. I'll drop you off to get some rest at the company's guest room," he suggested.

"Alright," Vera sighed, stretching her back and massaging her neck.

"Robin, why do I feel exhausted today? My back and legs are aching.

"Sigh! Maybe you should come back with me tonight. I can give you a little reward," Vera said casually.

"A reward? What kind of reward?" Robin warily looked at the girl, who leaned closer to his face.

Robin sensed she was up to something.

He was tense, and Vera couldn't help but laugh.

She then propped her long legs up on the dashboard, wiggling her soft, delicate feet.

"So, what do you think? Are my legs and feet pretty?" She teased.

"And look at my nail polish. Isn't it pretty?"

Robin found his throat tightening as he stared at those beautiful legs.

Vera's legs were, without doubt, exquisite.

Seeing Robin's awkward expression, she giggled.

"The reward I'm talking about is a massage, silly! You'll massage for me! Hahaha!"

Robin's grip on the steering wheel trembled slightly.

Vera beamed at him, amused.

Geez, look at you! I thought you didn't have any feelings for me.

Just a glimpse of my beautiful legs, and your hands are shaking.

Let's see if you end up with a nosebleed when you're giving me that massage later!

Ten minutes later, they arrived at Silva Tower.

"I twisted my ankle; you have to carry me up," Vera said, extending her arms.