The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 263 I'll Call the Cops

Matthew lay sprawled on the ground, his leg shattered, pain etched across his features.

"Ah! Kill him! What are you waiting for? Get on with it!"

His thugs snapped back to reality and raced to their car, grabbing knives as they surrounded Robin.

Positioned protectively in front of Conrad, Robin offered a reassuring pat on his shoulder, silent yet supportive. He pulled out a wet wipe. Conrad trembled, gripping Robin's wrist in fear. "Robin! No..."

He recognized the chilling signal; Robin always did this before taking a life.

During their previous mission, Conrad had observed Robin cleaning his hands with a wet wipe before a slaughter.

Now, it was evident that Robin was prepared to unleash his wrath.

"Robin, I don't want to handle it this way...

"I have my mother in Terenova; all I want is to live a quiet, normal life here..."

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After a brief moment of hesitation, Robin discarded the wet wipe over his shoulder.

With a quick, powerful kick, he sent several thugs crashing to the ground outside the Dreamscape Bar.

Matthew and his crew recoiled, eyes wide with fear as they witnessed Robin approaching with unyielding confidence. The crowd outside the bar erupted in cheers, especially the young women, their eyes shining with admiration. "Who is this guy? He's amazing!" they whispered to one another, bewildered that they hadn't encountered him before. Robin stepped directly in front of Matthew, gesturing behind him. "Grovel and beg Conrad for mercy. If you do, I'll let you go." Matthew clenched his teeth, his voice a low growl. "Who the hell do you think you are? Do you know who I—" Without a word, Robin stepped down harshly on the injured part of Matthew's leg, twisting his foot without mercy. "Get off me... I'll do it I'll go beg for mercy. Just let me go...

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Matthew cried out in agony, tears streaming down his face. "I'll bow and plead with him, just stop!" Only then did Robin lift his foot.

Panicking, Matthew fumbled for his phone. "I won't let you get away with this "

Before he could finish, Robin yanked his hair and slammed his face into the ground. Thud!

The sickening sound reverberated as Matthew let out a blood-curdling scream.

This was far from finished.

If Conrad hadn't begged Robin to spare them, those thugs would have faced their demise long ago.

Robin couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on such filth.

To him, every moment these animals drew breath was a drain on resources.

Ignoring Matthew's plight, he continued to smash his head into the unforgiving ground.

Matthew's face became a mess, and he finally broke.

"Okay, okay! I'll never oppose your wishes again. I'll go beg for Conrad's forgiveness right now!"

Only then did Robin release his hold, pulling out a tissue to clean his hands before tossing it onto Matthew's bloodied face.

"Do it right now. I don't have time to waste!"

Matthew nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes! I'll do it!"

His henchmen helped him to his feet and dragged him over to Conrad, where he fell to his knees, begging.

Conrad let out a weary sigh. "Just go."

"Get lost!" Robin waved his hand dismissively.

With Robin's command, Matthew's crew hurriedly shoved him into a car and sped away.

A few staff members from the bar approached Robin, gratitude shining in their eyes. "Thank you, sir!"

Robin returned a faint smile, patting Conrad on the shoulder. "Let's head inside, Conrad. It's been a while; I'm sure you have a lot to share." Conrad hesitated. "Robin, it's my shift..."

"Doesn't matter." Robin shrugged, gesturing to the staff. "They'll help you."

"Sure thing. Conrad, your buddy's here! Go on in for a drink and catch up!" the staff encouraged enthusiastically.

Conrad forced a pained smile and nodded. "Let's go, Robin. I never thought I'd run into you in Terenova."

Robin examined him for a moment, concern flickering in his eyes. "When you retired that year, you must have returned with a decent amount of cash. What's happened since then?" en

Conrad's brow furrowed, weariness clear in his gaze.

"My sister fell into drugs... I've drained my savings and borrowed heavily from loan sharks. Then my sister ... she died!

"If it weren't for my mother lying in bed, paralyzed and waiting for treatment, I-I...

"Let's go inside and talk," Robin interjected softly, giving Conrad's shoulder a comforting pat. He didn't want to hear any more.

He knew that if Conrad were

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unencumbered by responsibilities talents, he would have wiped out every drug dealer in Terenova's Chinatown.

There was no way he would allow lowlifes like Matthew to push him around.

Once they stepped into the bar, Robin surveyed the staff; none of the familiar faces from seven years ago were present.

Conrad ordered a few drinks and led Robin to a quieter booth situated on the east side of the bar.

"Are you still working as a mercenary?" Conrad asked.

Taking the drink Conrad offered him, Robin shook his head. "Not anymore. I don't have anything on my plate at the moment. Let's focus on you." Conrad sighed deeply. "After I came back from Fricana that year, I wanted to settle into a normal life with my mother and sister.

"I never expected everything to take such a turn.

"At first, I opened a small bar. Business was decent, and life was comfortable.

"My mom and sister were doing well after my return.

"But then my sister, Charis, got caught up in addiction ... and eventually, she passed away.

"By chance, I went to a bar with a friend and saw Matthew selling drugs to customers.

"No, he was coercing them into buying drugs.

"My sister was among those he pressured into using.

"So, I called the police to help catch him.

"According to Demberoa's laws, lowlifes like Matthew shouldn't be able to escape punishment.

"But less than a day later, he was released from custody.

"The police even claimed that Matthew was only serving regular drinks and food, not drugs.

"Then, three days later, my sister died suddenly.

"When I arrived at the scene, I found her charred remains.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"The police concluded that she had hallucinated due to drug use and accidentally ignited the gas, leading to her death!

"I've never accepted that explanation. I went to the precinct multiple times, but they had no answers.

"Eventually, I took it upon myself to investigate, asking a few girls who had been with my sister. "Some said they hadn't seen her that day, while others had disappeared.

"I've always believed that behind scum like Matthew lies a larger drug network—"

"Get away from us!" A commotion erupted from the south side of the bar, interrupting Conrad's tale.

A stout man from Draconia, with a dark complexion and a shiny bald head, stood out in the dim bar.

He was accompanied by a man with a cane-Matthew, the one Robin had injured.

"Quit pretending! If you're here, you're looking for a good time with men, so stop acting innocent! Take those two women upstairs!"

"Get lost! If you keep bothering us, I'll

call the cops! Alison, we're leaving." A woman's voice broke through the din, Catching Robin's attention.

Brenda?

Following the noise, Robin spotted Alison and Brenda being shoved and surrounded by the group.