The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power
Chapter 738 Can They Escape?

As he spoke, he glanced inside the room.

He saw Cayden's small body tied securely to a chair.

His mouth was tightly sealed with tape, rendering him unable to make a sound.

Even his eyes were covered with a black cloth.

It was clear that Horace showed Cayden no mercy despite the fact that he was a child.

In fact, if he and Shannon hadn't followed their instructions earlier, they might have even killed Cayden.

Kingsley shouted loudly, "Cayden, don't be afraid. Your uncle Nicholson is here to save you."

Upon hearing Kingsley's voice, Cayden struggled a bit while grunting softly through his gag.

When Kingsley saw Cayden's pitiful state, his eyes were filled with the desire to kill.

"Mr. Timothy is so ruthless, letting you all treat his grandson this way."

Horace looked at the dark barrel of the gun and gulped.

"Mr. Timothy doesn't have any feelings for this b*stard child. We've shown him utmost kindness by not harming a single hair on his body. Release us immediately. Otherwise, you won't be able to bear the consequences when the Timothys come at you."

After saying that, Horace glanced toward the bodyguards on the side.

The meaning in his eyes was very obvious. He was telling the two bodyguards to run downstairs.

Horace had a good plan.

He thought that Kingsley might only have one gun.

So if the two bodyguards ran at the same time, Kingsley would aim his gun at them.

Even if Kingsley was a sharpshooter who could gun down one bodyguard per second, it would still be enough time for Horace to escape.

As a master martial artist, one second was enough time for him to launch a deadly attack.

He was confident that he could deliver a fatal blow to Kingsley while catching him off guard.

However, Horace's eyes had already turned slightly red from staring, but the two bodyguards remained motionless.

They weren't fools, so they could understand what Horace was planning.

Even if it were the only plan to get out of this situation, they still weren't willing to do so.

There might be a chance for survival if they stayed.

But if they did try to run away while a gun was pointed at them, they might become dead souls the next second.

When it came to the choice of life and death, no one wanted to take the initiative to die.

Seeing Horace desperately signaling with his eyes, Kingsley sneered and said to the two bodyguards.

"You can run, I won't shoot at you."

"Really... really?"

The bodyguards looked at each other, their eyes filled with happy yet incredulous expressions.

"Of course." Kingsley affirmed them. "I am a man of my words, but the condition is that you can really escape."

Once those words were said, the two bodyguards were eager to move.

They were about to wet themselves just from seeing the gun.

It would be great if they could escape this hellhole.

At that moment, one of the bodyguards couldn't bear it anymore and ran toward the stairs.

When the bodyguard moved, the other became wary.

That was because he didn't trust Kingsley's words and was worried that the gun would be fired the next moment.

But the bodyguard's figure had already disappeared around the corner of the stairs, yet Kingsley still hadn't moved. The deadly gun was still pointed at Horace's head.

Seeing this situation, the remaining bodyguard no longer hesitated.

Like a desperately escaping dog, he sped toward the stairs with all his might.

When Horace saw what had just happened, his face turned so gloomy that it seemed like it was about to rain.

He sneered. "Kid, you're still too naive. After those two escape back to the Timothy Family, they will definitely report this to Mr. Timothy."

"They can do whatever they want, I, Kingsley Nicholson, am not afraid of Mr. Timothy." Kingsley coldly added, "Moreover, there's no telling if they can successfully escape."