The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power

Chapter 732 How Can You Mishear That?

"Take their phones away," Kingsley ordered. "As for whether to kill them or not, it depends on your mood. In any case, we can't give them a chance to communicate with the others before successfully rescuing Cayden."

Just as they were talking, Lancer called.

Kingsley glanced at the phone and said, "Kenny, wait one minute, and I'll tell you the address."

After saying that, he did not hang up the call with Kenny and answered Lancer's call.

"Ares, the technical team has obtained the results," Lancer reported.

"There's more than 95% that the child will be at the Trico Motel near the Twinfield County North Coach Station."

"Okay, got it."

Kingsley didn't waste any more time and hung up, resuming his call with Kenny.

"Kenny, bring your men to Twinfield County North Coach Station immediately!"

"Yes, Boss Nicholson!"

Then, Kingsley hung up the phone and turned to the two bodyguards.

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The two of them were scared and stuttered, "W-We'll go with you."

After hesitating for a moment, Kingsley shook his head. "That would be too troublesome."

With that, he raised his gun and hit each of them on the neck with its stock.

Pow! Pow!

Both of them rolled their eyes and fainted on the spot.

Once that was done, Kingsley entered Jade Hotel and said to the staff hiding behind the counter, "Several of you come out and bring the two men outside in here. Don't worry, I won't harm you."

Hearing Kingsley's words, the hotel manager cautiously stuck his head out and asked, "W-What are you trying to do? Aren't you afraid that we'll call the police and have them bring you back to prison?"

Despite saying so, the hotel manager didn't intend to call the police.

People like him always thought it better to mind their own business.

He didn't want to offend such a dangerous "fugitive."

"Bring me back to prison?" Kingsley was surprised and then immediately understood that there must be a misunderstanding.

"I'm not a prisoner," he explained. "I have a gun. Would you still be hiding there peacefully if I were a fugitive?"

Upon hearing that, several hotel staff members looked at each other and bravely stood up.

Kingsley put the gun behind his waist and instructed, "Those two outside are the fugitives. Bring them inside and tie them up. The station will be sending a few officers to pick them up."

Seeing that Kingsley did not intend to shoot at them, the hotel manager suddenly realized what was happening.

"I understand now. You're a police officer. You're here to catch the fugitives!"

As he spoke, he kicked the staff member who had given him false information.

"D*mn it! Have you lost your mind? How could you have misheard that?"

The staff member looked aggrieved. "I couldn't hear clearly through the private room door..."

The hotel manager glared at him, then immediately walked out from behind the counter and asked Kingsley, "Officer, what do you want us to do?"

Pointing at the two unconscious bodyguards at the entrance, Kingsley ordered, "Tie them up and don't let them escape."

"But..." the manager hesitated. "What if they come back for revenge in the future? Our small business can't withstand the destruction caused by these desperados!"

"Don't worry. Cover their heads with a piece of cloth. How could they possibly know where they are being held if they can't see?" Kingsley assured them. "You don't have to worry either because I think they won't wake up until dawn tomorrow."

"Okay. I can rest assured then. It's our duty as ordinary citizens to assist the police," the manager said.

The manager instructed the staff members, "Quick, carry those two people to the backyard and tie them up securely."

Seeing that everything had been taken care of, Kingsley didn't delay and drove straight to the Twinfield County North Coach Station.