The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 264 Do You Wantto Finish You Off? Conrad stood frozen, his hand suspended in mid-air as he clutched his drink, watching the scene unfold before him.

Robin could sense the inner conflict swirling within the former Warrior King of Fricana. After a moment's hesitation, Conrad finally rose to his feet. Robin followed suit, placing a comforting hand on Conrad's shoulder. "I'll take care of this." "Robin, you..." Conrad shook his head, worry clear on his face.

"Just keep a low profile while you're in Terenova's Chinatown," Robin advised. "What seems calm on the surface often conceals serious issues." "I don't want you getting mixed up in this and getting hurt because of me." "Robin, you really should leave. I can deal with my own problems. I've already-" Robin gently pushed Conrad's hand away. "I need to be involved in this." Conrad was about to argue further when he saw the fierce determination in Robin's eyes. "One of those girls is my sister, Brenda." Conrad froze, confusion flooding his expression.

"I lived in Terenova seven years ago." Robin grabbed a napkin from the table, wiping his hands, then shrugged. "I even worked at this Dreamscape Bar." "But..." Conrad's brow knitted in concern. "Robin, lethandle this.

"These aren't just random thugs; they have ties to the Grimwolf Crew, the local gang in Chinatown," he warned. "Did you see that short, stocky guy? "His name's Drew Riggs, one of the men working for Adrian Howler, the leader of the Grimwolf Crew. If you cross him, you'll draw all sorts of trouble." "No worries. It's just Grimwolf Crew," Robin replied confidently as he strode toward Brenda and the others. Conrad clenched his jaw, hoping Robin would reconsider. "The Grimwolf Crew is backed by Chinatown's largest syndicate, the Harlows, which means they do the Harlows' bidding." "The Harlows?" Robin echoed, a hint of recognition in his voice.

Rumors suggested that Anna might be the Harlows' heiress.

At that moment, Drew and his thugs continued to harass Brenda. There was no tto waste, so Robin quickened his steps.

"I don't care about the Grimwolf Crew or the Harlows. Brenda is my sister, and I won't let Drew intimidate her. I have to step in.

"If the Grimwolf Crew doesn't back off, then fine; I'll take them down. They're just a small-tcrew anyway." Conrad watched Robin's retreating figure with a flicker of pride in his chest, as if he were reliving the fierce battles of Fricana. "You two little tramps think you can refuse me? I'll make you pay!" Drew shouted, slapping Alison across the face.

He glared at her and Brenda, seething with anger. "How dare you ruin my fun! Take them away!" A couple of thugs from the Grimwolf Crew immediately seized them, dragging them toward the stairs.

Alison fought back and yelled, "You can't do this in broad daylight! Where's hotel security? Where are you hiding? "I'll have you know I'm a flight attendant for Draconia Southern Airlines ... " Drew paused for a moment, then erupted in laughter.

"Draconia Southern Airlines? Hahaha... You think that means anything here? I thought you were with Phoenix Vanguard, hahaha...

"Just behave, and you won't have any problems. Otherwise-" "Wait!" A middle-aged man rushed over with the bar's security staff.

Robin squinted through the dim lighting of the bar. The man looked familiar.

It was Darren Voss, a staff member from seven years ago, though he appeared a bit heavier now.

He had since becthe floor manager of Dreamscape Bar.

Darren approached Drew and his crew. "Mr. Riggs, please hold on.

"I just want to say, we're all here to enjoy ourselves. Let's not ruin the atmosphere.

"Dreamscape Bar respects every customer's wishes and never forces anyone into anything.

"Mr. Riggs, if these two girls don't want to participate, please let them go." With a sharp crack, the tension in the air thickened.

Drew swung his hefty arm, delivering a sharp slap to Darren's face.

"You're just a pathetic bar manager trying to bossaround? "Don't act like you don't know who I am! I'm affiliated with the Grimwolf Crew! "If you cross me, I swear I'll wreck this place! Get out of my sight!" Darren wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his et eyes pleading for assistance as he glanced toward Alison and Brenda.

After a brief moment of uncertainty, he spoke up, "Mr. Riggs, please let them go...

|| "Are you kidding? Do I seem like I want to negotiate? Kick him!" Drew shouted, then brutally kicked Darren in the side.

Several henchmen from the Grimwolf Crew charged forward, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks.

"You think you can challenge the Grimwolf Crew in Chinatown? You're just asking for trouble!" Drew sneered as he dragged Brenda and Alison toward the stairs.

"Let go of me! If you don't, I'll call the cops!" Alison shouted, her heart racing as she watched the bar manager and security staff fall, desperately hoping someone would step in.

Drew mockingly patted Alison's face.

"Sweetheart, save your breath. You'll have plenty of tto scream later. No one in Chinatown is coming to save you, hahaha..." Suddenly, with a loud crash, Drew was sent flying by a powerful kick, slamming against the stair railing.

"Who the hell just hit me?!" Emerging from the crowd, Robin stepped forward, pressing his foot me.

firmly on Drew's chest. "It was Got a problem with that? Do you wantto finish you off?" Alison and Brenda stood frozen, shock washing over them as they took in Robin's imposing figure.

"Robin, h-how did you get here?" Brenda exclaimed, her voice filled with disbelief.

Alison gasped, a wave of relief flooding through her as she caught her breath her eyes sparkling with a mix of emotions. Gradually, the surprise in her gaze morphed into disdain.

She tugged on Brenda's arm. "Brenda, don't go over there.

"There's something strange about this. I think they're putting on a show for us." "A show?" Brenda asked, puzzled.

Alison let out a cold laugh. "I've read plenty of stories where guys stage tic rescues to the girl they like. "That can't be true!" Brenda shook her head. "Robin's been gone for seven years; he just returned. How could he possibly know anyone in Chinatown?" "Ha! With enough money, anything is possible," Alison shot back "Using that rich old lady's money for a night out? Even if he saved me, I wouldn't respect him!" Brenda frowned. "Alison, have you thought about what might have happened if Robin hadn't stepped in? "Even if Robin is using a wealthy woman's money, that's his concern. He hasn't harmed us.

"I've thought about it. Maybe it hasn't been easy for him these past years...

"Regardless of the reason, the fact that he intervened shows he's still the protect guy who could protectback then..." Alison glared at Robin, shaking her head. "Brenda, just stop. I can't stand guys like him! "He could have made a living through his own talents, yet he chooses to engage in these shady antics.

"Even if he has ssense of justice, he's just a pathetic pretty boy."