The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267 Robin, You Really Are a Devil!
Adrian felt a surge of confidence as he goaded Robin and Conrad, reassured by the presence of four armed Grimwolf Crew members at his side.

To make matters worse, the police and the Harlows were already on their way.

Even though Conrad and Robin were formidable, they wouldn't dare cause a scene in Terenova's Chinatown.

Any escalation might alert the authorities in Demberoa, and if the military got involved, their confrontation would escalate beyond mere street altercations.

This awareness only fueled Adrian's arrogance as he taunted Conrad, using the death of his sister as ammunition to provoke him further, seeking to manipulate the police's influence to eliminate Conrad once and for all.

As he noticed the fury igniting in Conrad, Adrian pressed on with his jabs. "Conrad, even now that you know what really happened to your sister, there's nothing you can do to me or the Grimwolf Crew. The police have determined that Charis died from an overdose, that she hallucinated and ended her own life.

"Ha! What's your plan now?" he jeered. "Go ahead, kill me! If you do, your barely living mother will join you in hell, too! Haha ... "

His mocking laughter echoed through the bar.

Conrad trembled, his eyes blazing with rage.

In the heat of the moment, he could have easily smashed Adrian to pieces in revenge for his sister.

Even with the Grimwolf members surrounding him, he wouldn't have flinched.

But that would mean abandoning his mother.

In his moment of hesitation, a blur shot past him.

Robin lunged forward like a missile, crashing into Adrian and sending him sprawling to the ground.

Boom! Adrian, caught off guard in the middle of his laughter, suddenly found himself slammed against the bar's support pillar by Robin.

"You asked for death; I'll gladly deliver!"

Instead of ending it swiftly, Robin unleashed a relentless flurry of punches upon Adrian's body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Each blow reverberated with dull thuds as Adrian's bones cracked beneath the force.

Robin was determined to shatter every bone in Adrian's body, leaving him to succumb to a haze of pain and despair.

Adrian was powerless to defend himself against Robin's unyielding onslaught, while his crew stood paralyzed in fear, none daring to step in.

The four armed men nearby were equally immobilized by the intensity radiating from Robin, momentarily forgetting their own responsibilities.

Before they could react, Robin swiftly disassembled their rifles into a heap of parts, leaving only one intact.

He pressed the barrel against Adrian's forehead, who, despite his dire situation, managed to maintain a twisted grin, his face smeared with blood.

"The cops and the Harlows will be here any minute. If you've got the guts, go ahead and kill me!" Adrian cackled.

"Heh, if you kill me, none of you will walk away alive!"

"Want to die? I can arrange that." Robin nodded, disengaging the safety on the rifle and pulling the trigger.

Click! The sound of the firing pin striking an empty chamber echoed through the bar, eliciting gasps from the onlookers.

Adrian, taken aback, felt a wave of fear wash over him as he realized Robin was genuinely willing to shoot him.

Robin shrugged and joked, "Oh, I forgot to load the bullets!"

With a quick flick of his wrist, he replaced the magazine and aimed the gun once more at Adrian's head.

This time, Adrian's confidence began to wane.

"Robin, if you pull that trigger, you and your sister's family will pay dearly!"

"Is that so?" Robin responded coldly, flicking off the safety. "If we're all destined to die, you might as well go first!"

"Ah! You can't shoot me!" Adrian screamed, his voice tinged with rising fear.

At that moment, Conrad seized Adrian's wrist. "Robin, don't do this here!"

Robin understood the warning—he needed to keep a level head.

Acting recklessly could provoke the Demberoa military's intervention.

If the government troops got involved, the situation would spiral out of control.