The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 26

Chapter 26 Interrogate Me? Who Do You Think You Are!

The onlookers in the bar were already imagining the terrible fate that awaited Robin.

He was just a nobody from out of town with no connections, and now he had assaulted the eldest son of one of the top four powers in Harmonfield, the Hamilions. Worse still, he'd done it on Daphne's turf.

Such actions had offended two of the most powerful and ruthless forces in Harmonfield.

There was no way Robin would walk away from this alive.

The crowd was eager at the thought of what was to come-Robin being forced to drink urine, mutilate his own hands, and beg for forgiveness.

They also couldn't wait to see Vera dragged upstairs by Eric for whatever twisted revenge he had in mind.

After listening to Eric's account, Rowan turned his cold, predatory eyes on Robin.

But Robin, seemingly indifferent to everything Eric had said, casually took a towel from a waiter and began wiping his hands as if nothing had happened. More importantly, he completely ignored Rowan's presence.

A flicker of anger flashed in Rowan's eyes. "Is what Eric said true?"

Robin tossed the towel onto the waiter's tray with disdain, raising an eyebrow. "Does it matter?"

"I asked you a question-answer me!" Rowan's voice carried a sharp edge, clearly displeased with Robin's) nonchalant attitude.

A wave of hostility surged from his body, filling the bar with a sui

The entire room fell silent, no one daring to make a sound. are.

Robin responded with a faint smile, Interrogate me? Who do you think you are?"

The bar erupted in screams.

Some people were so shocked by Robin's words that their legs gave out, and they collapsed to the floor.

"Holy crap! This guy's got to be out of his mind!"

"Talking to Mr. Hartley like that? He must have a death wish!"

"Who the hell says something like that in one of Ms. West's bars? This guy's practically begging to die!"

"He's done for! Not only did he mess with Mr. Eric, but now he's mouthing off to Mr. Hartley! He's as good as dead!".

Rowan's expression darkened, his eyes flashing coldly.

He couldn't believe Robin had the audacity to speak to him with such arrogance..

"You've broken the rules of Violetcrest Bar!"

"Oh, spare me with your bullshit rules!" Robin sneered,

"He provoked me, so I hit him. Simple as that. What's the problem?"

The crowd gasped again in disbelief,

"This guy really doesn't know when to shut up! Does he have a death wish?"

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"Did he just call Violetcrest Bar's rules bullshit? Even the most powerful people in Harmonfield wouldn't dare say something like that" "He's definitely got a screw loose!"

verge of

"This is Ms. West's Violetcrest

into

right, I almost forgot! That woman sure does love

Vera was speechless.

you just stop saying things that are

had to talk our way out of this is gone

Rowan is-he's Daphne's

turf, and then mouthing

finished, totally

and the others stared at

didn't even begin to

was like he was deliberately choosing the quickest

guts, kid!" Rowan

to meet an important guest here, I'd make

you one more chance. Get on your knees and apologize to Eric, and we'll call it

you'll be leaving here

think I'll apologize just because you say so? You think I won't leave

the hell do you think you are?" Robin shot back, grabbing

is boring. Let's

trembled as Robin took her

hadn't expected him to be so

just walk out of here? You've got

even respect you! He's

a cold look at Robin's

security guards blocked

that Rowan was

his bodyguards, he jumped

you hit me on Mr. Hartley's turf, and you still think

know the rules of Violelcrest Bar? Fine,

here and hit

someone and try to

"Smack!"

Robin slapped him

over a fight? If you're not

time, Robin didn't hold

walked up to

Fine,

that, he unleashed

"Smack, smack, smack."

through the bar as Robin pummeled Eric, leaving him sprawled on the floor, desperately

Robin let go, and Eric collapsed

brief moment of stunned silence, the bar

"This guy's insanel"

He really has a death

isn't going to let

intent as

arrogant.

patrons quickly backed away, giving

going to deal withs

skills are unbeatable in Harmonfield.

terrified that she could

trembled, and she was on

to his feet and instinctively retreated