The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 197

Chapter 197 Crawl Under Me

Everyone in the Violet Private Club looked at Robin with mocking eyes.

A guy rolling up in a cheap Land Rover, daring to cross someone like Dane, huh? They could only imagine the humiliation he was about to endure.

A group of men and women laughed gleefully, waiting for the spectacle of Robin crawling under Dane's legs.

Some of the women had already pulled out their phones, eager to capture the moment and share it on social media.

"Hurry up and crawl, now!" a woman in a pink miniskirt taunted, her phone poised and ready to record.

She struck a smug pose, her voice dripping with disdain. "What's the hold-up? Need to give a little speech before you crawl?"

"Haha!"

Laughter erupted around her, filling the room.

It was like a pack of hyenas circling what they thought was easy prey.

Robin raised an eyebrow and muttered to himself, "Looks like Raymond's going to have to pay for this."

Dane sneered, taking a deep drag on his cigarette and blowing smoke in Robin's direction, clearly amused. "You really think a big shot like Raymond gives a damn about trash like you?"

He laughed, mocking him. "What a joke. You actually think you're someone important, huh?"

The crowd laughed even harder, almost falling over each other.

The woman in the pink skirt snapped photo after photo, narrating the scene with glee. "This guy actually believes he's worth something!

"God, I've never heard anything more delusional!"

Robin nonchalantly waved away the smoke and fixed Dane with an icy stare.

"Here's the deall Get down on your knees and beg for forgiveness. Then, maybe, I'll let this go."

A shocked silence fell over the room.

Was he seriously demanding an apology from Dane, a ninth-degree black belt in Taekwondo?

Dane's expression darkened, his face twisting with scorn. "Did I hear that right? You want me to get down and beg?"

He cracked his neck, smirking as though amused by some private joke. It was clear he thought he could flatten Robin without breaking a sweat.

"Who the hell do you think you are, talking to me like that?" Dane spat, his voice dripping with contempt. "You even know where you are? This is the Violet Private Club, not some street corner where you can hustle your little sales pitch. "Now, crawl under me and get out of here while you still can, or you're leaving this place on a stretcher."

The woman in the pink skirt couldn't contain herself as well. "Mr. Bennett just told you to crawl under him! What are you waiting for? Do it now! I've got my phone ready to go live!"

Another woman nearby, dressed provocatively, laughed as she eyed Robin with exaggerated delight. "Oh, honey, I can't wait to see you scurry under Mr. Bennett like a little lapdog. That's just the kind of entertainment I came for tonight."

But Robin didn't move. His calm defiance seemed to frustrate the crowd even more. "Are you going to crawl or not?" the pink-skirted woman demanded, her tone sharp with impatience. "If you keep this up, Mr. Bennett's gonna make you regret every second you wasted!" "God, you really must be brain-dead if you thought you could just waltz into our circle and disrespect Mr. Bennett," she sneered, her voice rising above the crowd as she egged on the growing mob.

This kind of woman clearly had her sights set on a wealthy partner.

Her showy behavior was likely aimed at attracting the attention of men like Dane or one of the other wealthy young men in the club.

Meanwhile, Dane was beginning to feel the pressure.

He had expected Robin to meekly obey and crawl under him by now.

hadn't moved

his ground almost

other men were laughing

doesn't know his place. Just teach him a lesson and toss

intended for Robin to crawl under him and leave it

he

Robin

him in a difficult

women encircled him, their jeering laughter echoing as

now, he'd lose his reputation in front

his world, reputation

on the support

find a way to maintain his reputation. Without it,

you're too stupid to know when to back down, I'll teach you a lesson you won't

aimed a powerful kick at

crowd instinctively

didn't want to get blood on their

didn't even flinch. He calmly raised a hand and caught Dane's ankle mid-kick, holding it

twisted

decade, and he hadn't expected his kick

felt like it was locked in a vise. "Wha-? Let ... let

smirked. "Let you go? It's

kicked Dane's other leg

rolled on the ground, clutching his

was not the outcome they had

the Violet Private Club was so quiet you could hear a

floor, writhing in pain. Through gritted teeth, he managed to snarl, "You ...

his hands, his expression cool and indifferent.

on Robin now stared at him with something

words and actions embodied

claims were genuine or

himself, commanding respect with

dared to judge him based

sneered, looking down at Dane. "I gave you a chance, but you didn't

In the stillness of the club, the sickening crack of bone echoed, and it was clear-Dane's leg was shattered. The Violet

arts skills had always made him one of the most

against Robin, he was

victory was swift

single, brutal maneuver,

the couch, a faint, almost amused

still processing what he'd just seen, blurted out, "You ... you didn't have

with

loudest a minute

next moment, the young man's

don't you?" Robin said coldly. "Well,

his heel into

young man rolled away, clutching his

The wealthy young man would carry this

from the desperate, guttural cries of the man Robin

on in shock, their legs trembling, bodies paralyzed with

now more like a predator in their eyes than a person. Who was this man?

laughing and taunting him moments before. He raised a finger and pointed at each of them. "Here's your chance. Kneel, bow, and

they stammered, "We're sorry! We were just joking, we barely even

the main doors of the club swung open, and three