The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 241 Phoenix Vanguard Is Nothing to Me! "Hey, motherf*cker! Why are you running so fast? Are you planning to crash at a wedding?" Vera called out, clutching her panting stomach as she watched Robin's retreating figure.

"Robin, wait for me! My heel broke again!" At the sound of Vera's voice, Robin finally realized he had left her behind.

He turned around and hurried back to her side.

Robin teased, "Bro, where did you buy your shoes? They keep falling apart!" Vera bent down and kicked off her high heels.

"D*rn it! A classmate of mine who's an e-commerce reseller sold them to me," she replied, frustration evident in her tone. "She toldthese shoes were designed by the world's top designers and are one-of-a-kind. I bought 20 pairs all at once!" Robin glanced at Vera's swollen ankle, then at the broken heel of her shoe.

"How much did each pair cost, given that you bought 20 at once?" "A hundred and fifty thousand dollars each." Vera kicked the shoe again, exasperated.

"Wow! You really are easy to fool." Robin rolled his eyes. "A hundred and fifty thousand Sakuran Dollars each, huh?" Just as he helped Vera up and was about to leave, he noticed Talia rushing toward them from a distance. "Robin, you stop right there! You need to take responsibility for what you did to me!" Responsibility? For what? Robin's mouth twitched; women were really troublesome! Vera shot him a look and asked, "It's probably because you grabbed her breast by mistake." Robin instinctively glanced at Vera.

"What are you trying to do?" Vera quickly clutched her collar.

Robin pursed his lips and asked, "Seriously? She clung toover that little issue. Hurry up! We need to leave. If that tigress catches us, we're in big trouble!" Before Vera could process what was happening, Robin scooped her up and dashed toward the parking lot.

"Robin, you j*rk! I'm going to be sick!" He tossed Vera into the car, and she nearly threw up.

It was only then that he noticed her hair was a complete mess from their frantic run.

Her misty eyes were now glaring at him.

"Uh-hmm, Talia is obsessed with her career. Getting tangled up with her is a hassle, so I thought I'd run a bit faster with you," he explained.

Vera lifted her long, pale legs and kicked at Robin.

"You didn't have to run so fast and leavehanging like that! I ... " Robin grabbed her foot and pulled out a pair of shoes for her. He urged, "Here, put these on." "Did you buy these for me?" Vera's face lit up with delight as she looked at the grayish sandals.

She was overjoyed.

When did this guy start caring about me? He actually guessed that my heels break often and kept a spare pair of shoes in the car for my convenience.

What does that mean? Hehe, it means I must be important to him! Vera quickly slipped on the shoes.

They felt as if they were boats on her feet-they were way too big.

"Such huge sandals; it could fit you perfectly.

"Hehe, but I like them! As long as you bought them for me, I love them.

"Remember, my size is 36. If you buyshoes next time, get that size." Watching Vera excitedly don the oversized sandals, Robin thought to himself, This woman has such a great attitude.

Did I ever say I bought them just for her? These sandals were actually something Rita had equipped for his car last time.

Who knew a simple pair of sandals could bring her so much joy? She's too innocent forto crush her dream.

"Well, I didn't buy them. They were just in the car," Robin shrugged.

Vera glared at him and muttered, "Bad guy, couldn't you keep that to yourself?" "Couldn't you letbelieve they were a gift from you? Robin, you j*rk!" Really? I'm a j*rk for being honest? Suddenly, Vera pointed to the left and said, "Talia is coming after us!" Robin froze.

That's Talia, alright! Why couldn't she stop haunting me? He immediately started the car and sped out of the parking lot, heading toward the southern suburbs, leaving Talia standing there in a state of confusion.

The surviving Dark Night Alliance assassin fled the restaurant and ran toward the south for several minutes.

When he realized no one was pursuing him, he finally stopped, bent over, and gasped for air.

"Click!" Two blinding beams of light enveloped him.

"Can't run anymore?" Robin stepped out of the car, walking toward him slowly.

The assassin desperately leaned to the side, trying to avoid the light, but he could see Robin approaching with a smile.

The night wind lifted Robin's loose clothing.

The worn dragon dagger hanging at his waist gleamed with a dazzling golden light.

A A golden dragon twisted through the ethereal space, appearing and disappearing like a mirage.

The assassin blinked hard, his eyes wide.

The illusion of the dragon vanished before him.

Could this be a hallucination? Over the years, a terrifying rumor had spread throughout the World of Darkness.

Anyone who saw this strange dragon had been sentenced to death by Divine Drakebane.

"Lord Drakebane, I-I received sincorrect information! How could I dare to act against you?" The pale-skinned, short middle-aged man made a desperate plea.

"Did Drogo from Phoenix Vanguard send you?" Robin asked, frowning slightly.

Years ago, when he single-handedly

faced off against the Phoenix Vanguard, Drogo and several om powerful Phoenix Vanguard members had managed to escape the tragic fate as they were coincidentally not in the headquarters.

Now, having risen to the position of Dragon Leader, did Drago team up with the Dark Lord for revenge? However, he actually sent such pathetic people to get him? Shouldn't Drago send at least a few high-level masters to deal with him? His move was overconfident.

"Now that we've reached this point, what does it matter if I tell you?" The assassin took a sin took a deep breath, breath, o'm assuming a posture as if ready to die.

"Divine Drakebane, I admit you're formidable!

"But this time, the Phoenix Vanguard and Dark Lord have enlisted the world's top assassin organizations to ve carry out endless pursuits against you." "You have nowhere to run! You won't be as lucky as you were a few years ago! "Even the most terrifying assassin organization, Wolfshade, has announced its return to collect your bounty after remaining dormant for nearly fifty years." "The Soul Collector, also known as Darkwolf of Wolfshade, has already arrived in Harmonfield.

"He once swept through Escea's World of Darkness. No one has survived more than two minutes under his fang." Robin raised an eyebrow and asked, "Oh, it seems like Drogo is hell bent on getting himself kilk, huh? "I guess he overestimates himself.

"To me, the Phoenix Vanguard is nothing but a bunch of ants!" Noticing that Robin had not yet made move, that assassin suddenly produced a strange weapon that looked like a small cannon.

He aimed the weapon at Robin and fired.

"Boom!" A handball-sized bullet flew in Robin's direction.

The assassin's weapon was a specially designed close-combat killing tool, similar in principle to a light rocket launcher.

At a distance of 30 feet, it could deliver devastating power.

A single round from such a weapon could blow a lion into pieces.

He believed that as long as he had the chance to shoot, Divine Drakebane's strength wouldn't matter.

"D*mn! They're using junk like this to try to kill me!" Faced with the giant bullet speeding toward him, Robin smirked and raised his dragon dagger with disdain.

Under the powerful aura emanating from the dragon dagger, the giant bullet began to spin and redirected itself, now hurtling straight toward the assassin.

"Ah! Devil!" "Boom!" A mist of blood erupted. They obliterated the assassin, leaving not a single fragment behind.

Robin surveyed the scene before him, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He decided that it was still early. Tonight, he would go after that Soul Collector.