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.

gently blanketed in the soft snowfall of the setting

engagement contract details. After a quick check, he took a cab to the Miller Group Building in

fiancée, Alice Miller, was part of a match arranged by

many years with Old Fred, who had never spoken much about his own family despite

skills, and mastered the art of combat under Old

had taken him to

new force, one whose very presence sent shivers down the spines of all who heard their name-a figure feared across the globe, a true bringer of death.

gazed at the now-yellow engagement contract,

wife will be like. Is

spent the ride imagining what Alice might look

minutes, the cab arrived in Harmonfield's

and took in the city lights,

he sensed an imminent

forward,

Crash!

brakes and a jarring metallic

Porsche, wrecked in a collision, hurtled

taxi driver, frozen in terror, was unable

the steering wheel with one hand and yanked

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

Bang!

the stillness was shattered

behind the barricades, four armed men

them brandished their weapons at the onlookers, while another dragged a wounded woman from the Porsche, pressing his

leader, a bald man, shouted to the bystanders,

Bang!

of the bravest soul who tried to

crowd erupted into screams of

too terrified to raise their

the taxi, observed

glow of

blood staining the snow from the wreckage cast a sinister shadow over

dim light, the woman's tall, striking figure was unmistakable,

exceptional beauty was evident,

robbers noticed Robin still sitting in the

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

the armed men, and slowly rolled

gaze on the hostage

"Let her go!"