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 had just

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certain that even

smart to step

the bullet Robin fired

thought made his stomach

security guards from Cafe Lake

two rows, standing close to Flint, waiting

held the gun firmly in his

Robin, one way or another. "Drop

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

guards stopped in their tracks,

someone in our café!"

flinch. His expression remained as cold as stone. That man deserved to die," he said

security, hesitant

dead man on the floor. "Find out

security captain nodded and motioned for two guards to approach

a set of shurikens and a small blade. These were not the tools of an ordinary thug.

exactly who the man

room, his eyes sweeping over the shocked faces of the

had a little incident here tonight. To make

the evening is over.

the front

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guests didn't need to be told twice. They gathered their things quickly and left, eager to

of the guests below. They stared up

nun

Kimberly, and the others found themselves swept up in the

second floor, Wendy's eyes brightened.

with the group

"Robin's involved in

him, but it was like moving through a

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

closer.

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

mess with him. If they do, they're asking for trouble. You're getting all nervous over nothing."

"Catherine, take it easy. You came here to drink coffee too. Why shouldn't other people be

guy isn't in any real danger. You're so worked up. It's

her face going bright red. "Are you two making

Catherine get all frazzled, covered her mouth and laughed. "Okay,

who remained sitting on the floor, dazed. "Ms. Field," he said in a cold

mind still trying to process everything. "No... no more demands," she muttered, her voice barely

of you. You'll pay three times the cost of everything at the