Robin scanned the group and said, “A standard seven-member squad, very much in Temple’s style. Who’s the leader? State your number and rank.”
“Arrogant!”
Blood Rose was infuriated that Robin not only showed no fear but also asked for their numbers.
“B567 Squad, ranked SS. Satisfied with the answer before you die? Now die!”
The previously elegant and beautiful woman, who was clearly the leader, issued the command to kill.
At that moment, the attack had already reached Robin. However, Robin evaded it with a swift movement. He dodged another strike with a turn and said indifferently, “Sending an SS squad to deal with me, are you underestimating me too much?”
“Arrogant!”
Blood Rose cursed again.
She had never seen someone so arrogant before. The SS squad was already one of the top squads in Temple, and yet he still said they underestimated him. She had never met someone so arrogant.
Did he even know what Temple was?
“Kill.”
Blood Rose issued another command, and the Iron Fist and the twins attacked from behind. Blood Rose sneered, “Iron Fist, everyone knows him to be the next Basson, with a pair of mighty iron fists. And those two twins, who have been inseparable since childhood, with unparalleled tacit understanding with each other. Killing you would be a piece of…”
Her words stopped abruptly.
Because at that moment, Robin had already crushed the twins and said lightly, “Not bad teamwork, but your strength is still lacking.”
The next second, he appeared in front of Iron Fist and whispered in his ear, “Since you’re said to be the next Basson, you should recognize the mask on my face.”
Iron Fist’s body stiffened.
He had noticed from the beginning that the mask was very similar to Basson’s.
Very similar!
But he wasn’t sure.
Now, after hearing what Mr. X said, he was sure. This was indeed Basson’s mask.
Darkboard’s number one!
But the key was, Basson was already dead!
Dead!
“Basson died by my hand. Do you think you, as the next Basson, would be of any use?”
A sentence reached Iron Fist’s ears.
Iron Fist’s pupils constricted, “But he was killed by-”
Before he could finish, a crackling sound came from his neck. His neck was brutally snapped, and his body fell to the ground with a thud.
His eyes wide open, he died with lingering grievances.
He hadn’t been able to finish what he wanted to say. He was trying to say Primus of Kisia!
It should be noted that Basson had died at the hands of the Primus of Kisia. If the person in front of them was the Primus of Kisia, it wouldn’t matter who they were, even the Temple Holy Master would not have a hope.
It was a pity that he had died, and no one knew about it.
“Damn it! Just like that, he’s dead?”
This reaction caused the remaining people to pause, especially Blood Rose, who was utterly dumbfounded. This was her SS squad, ranking among the top in Temple.
But now, they were dead just like that.
Moreover, they were killed in an instant. Mr. X’s speed was so fast that she couldn’t even react.
“Zams, lock down his movements.”
Blood Rose immediately issued an order.
You’re fast, and that’s impressive. But no matter how fast you are, can you be faster than a bullet?
Bang, bang, bang.
Upon receiving the order, Zams, on the rooftop outside, set up a Barrett sniper rifle, aimed at Robin’s head, and pulled the trigger, firing three shots in a row: “Die!”
Three bullets flew towards Robin’s cerebellum, left hand, and right hand.
Three directions.
Cutting off Robin’s possible escape routes.
This was his forte, and he couldn’t believe that Robin could escape this.
However, Robin only made a slight move, and he miraculously found a gap between the three bullets. The three bullets hit the ground with a bang.
“Did he dodge it?”
Zams, on the opposite rooftop, was baffled. How could he dodge that?
Then, he got angry. He was a sniper, and being dodged by an enemy time and time again was unacceptable. He grabbed the gunstock, ready to fire another shot.
But just as he aimed, he saw a flash of silver flying by. He tried to dodge but was too late.
Thud.
A military knife slid across his neck, spraying a circle of blood before spinning like a boomerang and returning from another angle.
All that was left of Zams on the balcony was a dead body with a sniper rifle in his arms, blood gushing from his severed neck.
With a thud, Robin caught his military knife and said, “That’s the fourth one. Three more to go.”
Robin scanned the remaining people: an old man, Blood Rose, and that Hammer guy who looked like he weighed two or three hundred pounds. Then he said, “Still want to play, you bunch of weaklings?”
His tone was calm, but it infuriated Blood Rose and the others.
What did he mean?
Weaklings? They were the SS squad, a top-ranked group of killers in Temple. Others would run away upon seeing them. But now, they were being called weaklings.
The key was that in front of Robin, they really were weaklings.
Four of the seven-member squad had already died.
How could they continue to play?
“Retreat.”
At Blood Rose’s command, there was no need to fight anymore. With more than half of their forces lost, they had to withdraw and consider their next move.
However, just as they walked out the door, Blood Rose’s delicate, beautiful head exploded with a bang. A man in a short-sleeved shirt, wiping his hands with a napkin, emerged from the side.
It was Dexter Newman.
“Boss…”
Hammer and the old man were shocked and were about to say something.
But with a bang, their necks were grabbed by Max Berry from behind, who then applied force and snapped their necks.
With another bang, their bodies were thrown to the ground.
Thus, all seven members of the SS squad were dead, with no survivors.
Dexter Newman walked over with a harmless smile on his face and said, “Mr. X, I’m sorry. I don’t know where these little thieves came from. I apologize, truly. How about this, from now on, you get a 30% discount when you recruit people from my Lamonia Security. How does that sound?”
“No need.”
Robin declined. Recruiting people from Lamonia Security?
To recruit people to kill himself?
“But, Dexter Newman, it’s not cheap to train an SS squad, is it? Isn’t it a pity to kill them just like that? Wouldn’t it be better to keep three of them for future training?” Robin said with his hands behind his back.
“Mr. X, you’re joking. Four little thieves have already died. I don’t mind another three. These little thieves are nothing compared to the friendship between us. From today on, Lamonia Security and Mr. X will grow together, advancing and retreating as one,” Dexter Newman said with an innocent smile.
His tone was calm, but every word was laced with murderous intent.
“Perhaps,” Robin responded with a smile.