The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46 Make a Bet on a Race 

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Vera conted her mouth in shock as the observed Robin’s aggressive behavior 

If koben were to release his grip or if Harris hair broke his lowlife would immediately become a pulp! 

At that moment, Harris underwood that the man before him was truly merciless. 

Seeing the composed look on Robin’s face, he was certain that if he spoke again, 

Robin would surely send him straight to his demise. 

“Sir…I made a mistake. I won’t ever do it agdh-“f 

Robin paid him no mind. 

Suriddenly, his grip loovened, and Harris body plummeted. 

Arap escaped from those behind him 

The group of drivers accompanying Harris, armed with machetes, didn’t dare to move any closer. 

At that moment, Robin’s hand was barely holding onto Harris hair, just under one inch. 

The strands of hair between his fingers were gradually dipping away. 

At this pace, in just half a minute, Harris would likely be finished. 

He shut has mouth, tears streaming down his cheeks, begging Robin for mercy. 

“Sur, if you spare me, I’ll do whatever you want!” 

Robin didn’t respond, instead gazing at the dark night over the distant valley as the hair between his fingers continued to slip away 

The entire winding path of Spiral Heights was eerily silent. 

Only the frigid night wind howling like a ghost, rushed past their ears. 

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At last! 

Robin released his grip, and the hair slipped from his fingers 

Harris yelled desperately. “Not Sir please 

Everyone on the mountain road stared in rerme at the prifolding 

Vera’s eyes widened as she leaped out of the car hearing for the momear Parste weld Salut we litt ne meet his end. 

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At that moment, he couldn’t focus on the pain in his dy and pleated desperando for please al my fault for speaking out of turn. I won’t do it again! Please opane me 

“Hold on!” Robin raised his right foot off Harris body and then picked up the dior aute in the ground 

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upright în Losing his balance, Harris instinctively grasped the kale that was now wanding up in fuma he slid downward. 

The sharp blade pierced his palm, causing blood to flow 

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He nodded in response, indicating for them to grab their weapons. 

In an instant, over a dozen racing drivers grasped theirshon knives, ready for atten 

Vera observed as the group wielded their knives and rhed a Rohn, shouting Hurry and get the ca 

Robin simply shook his head and turned away, repping Im offering you a way out. Why do you shane t choosing your own doom? 

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Wasn’t this supposed to be a racing agreement? How did it turn into a debt agreement? 

He thought to himself. If your car crashes during the race, and you die, then everything written here is meaningless! 

“Keep going!” Robin shouted as he kicked Harris. “This race is a high–stakes gamble. Life and death are up to fate!” 

Harris completed the debt agreement and handed it over to Robin. 

“Fine, we’ll gamble by your rules!” Robin replied casually. 

Harris nodded, stood up, and made his way to the Lamborghini, his eyes burning with resentment, 

Just wait, your end is near! 

How dare you strike me? I will ensure you meet a spectacular end! 

Şeveral companions were already familiar with eliminating rivals in these races, 

Typically, they would drive to the bend, trapping the opponent’s car from the front and back, forcing it 

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over the edge. 

That’s how Vera’s brother plummeted off the cliff. 

Robin got back into the car and tossed the debt agreement to Vera 

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“Get out. Tomorrow, you can take this debt agreement to Davidson Group and claim what’s rightfully yours!” 

“I’m not getting out” Vera clutched the debt agreement tightly and responded resolutely. 

“Alright.” 

Robin pressed down hard on the Porsche’s gas pedal. 

The powerful engine roared loudly in the open valley as the Porsche raced toward the mountaintop like 

an arrow. 

Following closely behind were the Lamborghini, Aston Martin, and Bugatti, all in pursuit of Robin. 

In an instant, the roar of racing cars echoed through the midnight air on Spiral Heights, accompanied by the car–splitting sound of tires screeching against the rugged rocks. 

As they approached the third turn, Robin’s car suddenly had its rear hatch blown off, nearly losing half its body in the process. 

Suddenly, the door on Vera’s side flew open, causing her to scream in fright. 

The cold mountain wind swept away all the debris inside the car. 

Glancing at the battered Porsche, she feared it could disintegrate at any moment. 

Vera clutched the seatbelt tightly, on the verge of tears 

“Robin, the car is falling apart! We’re going to die!” 

“Be quiet! It won’t fall apart!” Robin shouted back, giving a thumbs–up upside down to the Lamborghini that zoomed past him. 

He gently scraped the battered Porsche against the track, which was perilously close to the edge of the cliff. 

Harris observed Robin’s reckless maneuvers and laughed out loud. He shouted excitedly through her earpiece, “I’ll take him out on the next turn!”