The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 839

Chapter 839 How Could You Take the Blame Alone? 

Megan was struck so hard by the slap that she fell to the ground, utterly dumbfounded. 

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The laughter on everyone’s faces froze mid–expression as if a photograph had captured the moment. 

Agustin stood rooted in place, staring blankly at his own stinging hand, utterly bewildered. 

He couldn’t believe his palm had actually landed a slap on Megan’s face. 

Though panicked, he couldn’t deny that the.sensation of slapping such a vile woman was incredibly satisfying! 

It was exhilarating–almost like a revelation–that hitting someone so evil could feel this refreshing. 

“You dared to hit me, Agustin?! I won’t let you get away with this!” Megan finally snapped out of her shock. She struggled to her feet, ready to lunge at Agustin. 

Robin sneered coldly, “So what if he hit trash like you?” Turning to Agustin, he commanded, “Keep hitting her! Hit her until this b*tch lowers her head!” 

Agustin, almost on instinct, raised his hand and slapped Megan again. He hesitated for a moment, but Robin pressed on, “Didn’t she say she’d kneel and call you Boss if you slapped her? If she doesn’t follow through, keep hitting her!” 

“You… you dare to hit me?! I’ll make sure you die here today!” Megan shrieked like a mad dog, springing to her feet and reaching out to grab Agustin. 

Startled by her frenzy, Agustin instinctively stepped back. 

Robin shook his head and pointed at Agustin. “Let me show you how to handle trash like this. Watch closely!” 

With that, Robin grabbed Megan by the hair and dragged her toward the iron gate of the courtyard. 

Bang! A loud crash echoed as Megan’s head collided violently with the gate, leaving her forehead covered 

in blood. 

One slap, two slaps, three slaps … 

Robin’s strikes landed mercilessly on Megan’s face, each one drawing blood. 

He tossed Megan at Agustin’s feet like a rag doll. “Do you see this? This is how you deal with the sc*m who murdered your family! 

“Keep hitting her! Don’t stop until this trash kneels and calls you Boss–then, and only then, can you consider it done!” 

Agustin trembled violently, utterly horrified by the scene unfolding before him. 

It was the first time he had witnessed such raw violence–violence he was part of. 

The men and women gathered in the courtyard froze in fear, hearts pounding. 

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Megan, gasping for breath, managed to summon enough strength to shriek at her group of thugs. “Kill them! Kill them all!” 

The thugs, startled back into action, rushed to the rear ourtyard and returned wielding machetes. 

But before they could make a move, two figures in blue uniforms–like phantoms–appeared in front of 

them. 

These elite guards moved with terrifying speed, their skill and precision far beyond the reach of common street thugs. 

In a blur of motion, they cut down the first five thugs as effortlessly as slicing through melons. 

The brutal efficiency of the attack sent shockwaves through the remaining thugs. 

Seeing the blood–soaked scene, those who had rushed forward now scrambled back in terror, retreating as fast as they could. 

Robin calmly took the wet wipe handed to him by Ferell and wiped his hands clean. He glanced at Agustin and said coldly, “Agustin, it’s time. She’s one of the main culprits who caused the death of your wife and son. If you don’t avenge them, you might as well stop calling yourself a man.” 

Agustin’s long–suppressed fury ignited in an instant. 

The images of his wife and son’s tragic deaths filled his mind, drowning out all hesitation. 

With a burst of rage, he raised the short knife and slashed at Megan. 

However, his swing lacked force, and the blade only managed to graze Megan’s face, leaving a shallow but bloody wound. 

Megan screamed in agony and rolled onto the ground, clutching her injured face. 

For the first time, the gravity of the situation dawned on her. These people weren’t here to argue legalities or seek some moral resolution–they had come to take her life. 

She collapsed to her knees like a desperate animal, trembling and begging for mercy. “Boss! Please, spare me! I swear, it wasn’t me–it was all my brother, Zyon’s doing! I’ll move out of this house right now, I 

swear! 

“And I’ll compensate you! For occupying the house all these years, for what happened to your wife and son 

I’ll give you two million as compensation!” 

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Agustin froze, utterly stunned by Megan’s groveling. 

These village tyrants who had ruled over them for so long were now kneeling before him, pleading for their lives? 

Even Franco’s sister–in–law, standing nearby, was slack–jawed at the sight. 

For years, the Shaw siblings had terrorized them at every turn. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine seeing Megan, who had always been so domineering, kneeling on the ground, offering to return the house and pay compensation. 

Has Zyon’s sister lost her mind? 

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Megan pleaded desperately for two to three minutes, but Agustin was still in a daze. While holding the short knife that was still dripping with blood, he trembled uncontrollably. 

This wasn’t just slaughtering–it was killing a person! 

Robin slapped Agustin on the shoulder and said coldly Someone like her–no amount of kneeling or compensation can make up for what she’s done! 

“There’s only one way out–kill her, and only then will our wife and son’s souls find peace.” 

Agustin broke out in a cold sweat, his voice shaking, “Can’t I forgive her?” 

“Never forgive those who kill your loved ones!” Robin barked sharply. “If you don’t act with cruelty, these animals will only get more brutal with you!” 

Agustin closed his eyes, trembling, as he raised the knife again. 

At that moment, four Mercedes SUVS roared to a stop. 

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“Stop!” The screeching brakes of the vehicles kicked up a cloud of dust. 

“Zyon! These bastards are going to kill me! Kill them!” Megan shouted with relief as she struggled to get up from the ground. 

The knife in Agustin’s hand nearly slipped from his grasp in shock. 

Robin gripped his wrist firmly. “Hold on to it!” 

Franco’s sister–in–law rushed in front of Robin and Agustin, panic in her voice. “Zyon and the others are here! We need to leave now!” 

Franco grabbed her arm. “Serena, get in the c. With Master Ramsey here, we’re fine.” 

The leader of the Mercedes SUVs, a tall and menacing man, stepped out of the vehicle. He was none other than Zyon Shaw, the local bully of Mistveil Manor. 

He was followed by a burly man, Gerrard Dion, Megan’s husband. 

As soon as Gerrard saw his wife bloodied and battered, he clenched his fists and rushed forward. 

Ferell stepped forward to block Agustin and Megan. 

Gerrard’s eyes turned bloodshot as he drew a short knife and swung it at Ferell.