The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 510 Brighton's Michelle Kendall

Robin assisted Marrisa in getting back on her feet, carefully checking for any injuries.

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She moved her limbs, gave a small sigh, and reassured him. "It's fine, Robin. Really, we don't need to make a scenie.

Tm okay-no broken bones, just a scrape. It's nothing to worry about."

Shirley, Freya, and the others quickly gathered around her, offering support to keep her steady.

Robin pointed toward the foreign man. "Apologize to Marrisa."

The auxiliary police officers hesitated.

This was a first-asking a foreigner to apologize?

It was almost a miracle that the man hadn't caused more trouble than he already had.

Though they wore their uniforms, they felt intimidated.

They were used to controlling the local people, especially the poor or those on bikes and electric scooters, as a way to feel important.

But when it came to the wealthy, driving their fancy cars, or individuals with connections in high places, even if they drove down the middle of the road, the officers didn't dare to intervene.

It wasn't about professionalism; they still needed their jobs.

There was a time when foreigners ran wild in Draconia, and the locals could only watch.

It wasn't that they lacked courage-it was simply their belief in mercy.

They'd try to reform those who bullied them using a noble approach, even when it wasn't returned.

The auxiliary officers considered stepping in, but none of them dared say a word in front of the foreign man.

The foreigner found the request for an apology amusing.

Last time, he'd struck a woman in the street and nothing had happened.

In fact, the woman apologized to him in the end.

When he got home, he proudly shared the story of how much he loved Draconia.

Now, he simply bumped into an elderly woman and was asked to apologize.

"Are you

you out of your mind?"

cursed in

turned cold. "Alright, I gave you a

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His face darkened. "Grovell"

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ground, crashing hard onto the asphalt. The road cracked

foreign man screamed in pain. "What the hell did you do to me, you son of

me names? Robin smiled coldly. "You should give

slapped the foreign man across

scattered, flying in

frozen, unable to

man would dare to confront these

was like a breath

into Harmonfield, each

foreigners and had not dared fight

had grown frustrated, but Robin's move was a release for

couldn't believe someone in Draconia dared

you hit me! Aren't you

could finish,

from the crowd cheered. That jerk deserved

"Hey, that's Mr. Ramsey!"

done! Mr. Ramsey is truly

and blood spurted from the foreign man's

apologize. I'll pay for it. I'm a b'stard, a son of a b*tch. I shouldn't have treated Draconians like that. I'm worse

foreign man sobbed, bowing

burst into

them filmed the scene, quickly

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of Robin was edited to keep his face

and a Cadillac screeched to a halt. their tires screeching loudly against

sudden noise startled the auxiliary

You're getting

rushed forward,

your mind? Didn't you see the license plates and the insignia on the

Brighton plates. They're Northlorn Residence's vehicles. So. what? They're still

What does that have to do with you?" The older officers quickly

involve us in this. We can't afford to fine

older officers laughed bitterly and shook their heads. We were just like you when we started..." Four young men and women stepped out of the