The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 734 Count Your Blessings

Chapter 734 Count Your Blessings

Robin's hand shot out, pulling the gun from his coat. The whole room went still.

Flint didn't move. His eyes were cold, unreadable.

Then, the silence shattered. Screams filled the café, sharp and full of panic. All of a sudden, the second floor became unnervingly quiet.

Marrisa and the others were frozen, their minds struggling to catch up with what they had just witnessed

What had happened? How had Robin gone from an argument to pulling a gun?

Before anyone could make sense of it, the sharp crack of the shot rang out..

The bullet sped through the air, slicing past Melissa's car, barely missing Flint's face.

It flew across the room, striking a man standing by the stairs. The bullet hit his forehead with brutal force.

His head exploded. Blood splattered everywhere. The hole left behind was the size of a small fist

The other customers dropped to the ground, scrambling for cover.

"Someone's dead!" The café erupted into chaos, screams echoing louder than before.

Melissa didn't react right away. She grabbed her head, as if the pain there could somehow stop the rest of her from falling apart. Then, in one swift motion, she collapsed to the floor.

The shock surged through her. It hit like a tidal wave, and she couldn't hold it back. A wet patch spread under her. She hadn't meant to, but fear had made her lose control. She'd actually wet herself. She couldn't believe it. The guy she thought she could push around-Robin-had a gun.

Her eyes locked onto him. He stood perfectly still, his face as calm as a morning breeze.

A cold fear wrapped around her chest, squeezing tighter with every second.

This man was dangerous. The way he killed without flinching-it was pure terror.

Was he even human? Or some kind of monster?

Flint, however, was unchanged. He still stood where he had before, as if nothing had happened. His face gave nothing away.

Robin's actions-shooting a man right there-seemed to mean nothing to Flint. It was like he was used to

Zayn and Michelle were frozen, their faces pale. Sweat dripped from their brows.

They had seen Robin cause chaos before, but this was different.

A single word, a single action, and he could end a life without hesitation.

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had no clue what she

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in action before, Zayn was certain that even if Robin

step away

fired might have passed right by

thought made his

uproar, the security guards from

rows, standing close to Flint, waiting for

the gun

clear: disarm Robin, one way or another. "Drop the gun!" one

cool and commanding, silencing everything. "Back off, all of you!" he

stopped in

someone in our café!"

as cold as stone. That man deserved to die," he said

hesitant

on the floor. "Find out who

approach the body. They

a set of shurikens and a small blade. These were not the tools of an ordinary thug. Only the Sakurania elite assassins used such items. The captain's eyes widened as the pieces fell into

exactly who

the room, his eyes sweeping over the shocked

"We've had a little incident here tonight. To make

is over. But don't worry. Next time

the front desk to

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quickly and

the lobby, drawing the attention of the guests below. They stared up at the second-floor stairwell, wondering what

nun

others found themselves swept

they reached the second floor, Wendy's eyes brightened. She quickly grabbed Catherine's

think Robin's over there with the group causing all

"Robin's involved in this?

pushed her way through the crowd. trying to spot him, but it was like moving through a sea

she couldn't see him. The crowd was too thick, and she couldn't get

closer.

foot. "What is it with all these people? Why can't anyone just stay home tonight?

trouble. You're getting all nervous over nothing." Catherine glared at Kimberly. Tm not nervous! I just think

gave Catherine's shoulder a reassuring pat. "Catherine, take it easy. You came here to drink coffee too. Why shouldn't other people be doing

danger. You're so worked up. It's like

bright red. "Are you two making fun of me? Get lost!"

get all frazzled, covered her mouth and laughed. "Okay, okay. Let's

dazed. "Ms. Field," he said

respond, her mind still trying to process everything. "No... no

a sharp, dismissive laugh. This mess started because of you. You'll pay three times the cost