The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1

The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1 Dragon Dagger

"Old Fred, if you keep this up, you're going to end up dead in some woman's arms!"

Robin Ramsey remarked, eyeing the aging man in front of him.

Old Fred brushed off the lipstick smudges on his face, looking bewildered. He fished out a credit card and handed it over to Robin.

"Robin, this leopard-print card is packed with cash-there's a few trillion dollars on it!

"Plus, I own high-end properties in major cities worldwide. You can stay at any of them whenever you like.

"And lastly, here's a gift from me..." Old Fred began to say, but then he exclaimed, "Oops! Not that!"

He pulled out a piece of black lace lingerie from his belt, realizing it was the wrong item.

After a moment of fumbling, he finally produced a curious short dagger.

"This dragon dagger has been lost for fifty years. I'm giving it to you now. It's not just any dagger-it has the power to ...

"Uh, never mind. Someone will reach out to you at the right time. Just wait for them in Draconia.

"Robin, once you wrap up your engagement back home, just ...

"

Old Fred tried to continue, but four exceptionally attractive women with striking figures came down the stairs, ready to usher him away. "Old Fred, stop stalling! We're all dying to get going!"

"Don't worry. Your dedicated disciple is so skilled that even demons fear him. He'll be fine!"

"Ah!" Moments later, Old Fred's distressed cries echoed from the upstairs bedroom.

Robin glanced towards the second floor, shrugged, and slipped the leopard-print card into his wallet.

Leaving Old Fred's house, he hopped into a cab for the airport, examining the dragon dagger.

The dagger's intricate designs shimmered like a dragon exhaling mist and clouds, radiating a powerful aura. The golden scales glistened in the car's dim light.

After over twenty hours of flight, he landed in Harmonfield, Draconia.

was gently blanketed in the soft snowfall of the

quick check, he took a cab to the Miller Group Building in

a match

years with Old Fred, who had never spoken much about

his skills, and mastered the art of combat under Old Fred's

Old Fred had taken

whose very presence sent shivers down the spines of all who heard their name-a figure feared across the globe, a

gazed at the now-yellow engagement contract, lost

wife will be like.

the ride imagining what Alice

thirty minutes, the cab arrived in

the city lights, feeling an odd sense

sensed an

forward, alert,

Crash!

jarring metallic crash suddenly pierced the quiet

in a collision, hurtled directly towards Robin's taxi with alarming

taxi driver, frozen in terror, was

wheel with one hand and yanked the handbrake with the other, executing a sharp, skidding

narrowly missed a direct collision with the two out-of-control vehicles, with a gap of

Bang!

a brief pause, the stillness

armed men emerged

their weapons at the onlookers, while another dragged a wounded

bald man, shouted

Bang!

out, striking the forehead of the bravest soul who tried to

erupted into

the ground, too terrified to raise their

the taxi, observed

cold glow of streetlights, snowflakes whirled

the wreckage cast a sinister shadow over

striking figure was unmistakable, even

beauty was evident, even in

robbers noticed Robin

of the car now! Hands on your head and get down!" one of the robbers shouted, aiming

a detached smile, ignoring the armed men, and slowly rolled down

fixed his gaze on

"Let her go!"