Chapter 370 Conflict and Departure

Seeing Madison running downstairs, Nick grabbed Lucy who was about to follow.

"I'll be there. You go find Mor and ask him to contact the others and get ready."

"Be careful yourself."

After Lucy finished speaking, she turned and ran away. After taking a look at her back, Nick regained his composure and jogged downstairs.

He rushed to the first floor in two steps and saw several people gathered outside the room where the two young men were originally imprisoned. They were all native residents of the hotel.

Madison had already rushed to the door, but was stopped outside by two people. The two sides seemed to be arguing about something.

Through the eyes of the people around her, she could see a person lying on the floor of the corridor in front of the door. She didn't know if he was injured or what. Tina was kneeling beside the person, talking in a low voice, looking like she was trying to comfort him.

"What happened?"

Nick took two quick steps and came to a long-haired man, only to see that the man lying on the ground was another man who had tried to stop Travis last night, and his name seemed to be Diego.

At this moment, Tina was pressing his forehead with gauze, and blood was obviously seeping out of the gauze. Fortunately, this man looked in good spirits, at least not like the man who fainted yesterday.

The long-haired man looked at Nick with a bit of hostility, but didn't say anything. He just moved slightly to the side and slowly put his hand on his waist.

It was Tina who was squatting on the ground who began to explain.

"Your father killed those two men, and Diego was beaten like this just because he stepped forward to persuade him."

Nick grinned awkwardly and was about to say something when he heard footsteps behind him again. Turning back, he saw an aboriginal running down the stairs in a hurry, followed by another person.

It was none other than Dr. Franklin.

The person leading the way kept looking back and kept repeating, "Hurry up, hurry up."

"Get out of the way, let me see."

After a quick check, the black doctor finally stopped and breathed a sigh of relief amid the questioning looks from the people around him.

"It's okay, it's just an injury with a mild concussion. You may experience nausea and vomiting, which are all normal. Just rest for two days and you'll be fine."

After saying that, he stood up and wanted to go into the house to take a look, but was stopped by two strong men guarding the door.

"I need to go in and check on him, he's hurt."

Franklin pointed at Travis who was sitting in the corner of the room. His forehead and abdomen were soaked with blood and he was obviously injured.

But Tina stood up and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Not only did he kill two people, he also attacked two of us. We now believe that he is an extremely dangerous person and needs to leave the hotel immediately. He is not welcome here."

Franklin frowned, obviously disagreeing with Tina's words.

"Then do you know why he killed people? If these two people didn't do anything to him, why did he kill them? We all saw what happened last night. These two people took his child away. Maybe there is another hidden story. In any case, as a doctor, I can't watch a living person die in front of me because of trauma. Now please get out of the way!"

After saying these words, Franklin didn't even look at Tina and walked straight into the house.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

He thought he had made himself clear, but he only took two steps before being grabbed by the arms by the burly men on both sides.

Franklin, who was double-teamed on both sides, had a flash of anger on his face, but his good character kept his tone calm.

"You'd better let me go. You should know that what you are doing now is extremely irrational."

The two sturdy men were stunned when they heard the words, then they raised the corners of their mouths and threw Franklin forward with a nonchalant look. Their actions, which contained hidden anger, obviously used some strength, so that Franklin could not stand firmly and fell directly to the ground.

Tina walked up to the two of them, looking down at the black doctor lying on the ground, her tone still unquestionable.

"I said you can't go in, and that means you can't go in. This is our territory. Don't force us to attack you, doctor."

Franklin stood up, patted his clothes gently a few times, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a hoarse voice beside him.

"Really? Who gave you the courage to attack our people?"

The voice floated across the lobby and rang in the ears of Tina and the others. The sound was not very loud, but it made Tina's heart skip a beat and she quickly looked in the direction of the sound.

"team leader."

Hearing this voice, Franklin seemed to have found his backbone and looked at Moore who was walking towards him.

Tina also looked over with a dark face, and saw a large number of people walking down the stairs. If it were just this, it wouldn't make her face turn dark, but the main thing was that almost all of these people were holding weapons, with the black muzzles of their guns pointing at them.

"Mr. Moore, what do you mean?"

Looking at Tina who still spoke in a tough tone, Moore grinned and showed his big teeth. He could tell that the other party was just pretending to be calm.

"It was your people who attacked our doctor, and now you're asking me what I mean?"

Tina's face changed as she realized the crisis. Her years of experience working in a hotel had allowed her to meet all kinds of customers, so when Moore and the others arrived yesterday, she could tell that this person was definitely not a good person before the end of the world.

However, she was a little distracted by the injuries of Oscar and Diego, and forgot about this matter.

After secretly estimating the firepower of both sides, Tina felt a little discouraged. Now, stimulated by Moore's threatening tone, the flexible hotel manager began to show weakness as if by reflex.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Moore, we don't mean anything else. We just think Travis is a dangerous person. In order to protect Dr. Franklin, we don't let him get close to Travis."

"Okay, I don't want to hear this nonsense. Listen, we didn't plan to stay here. We were planning to leave today, but I didn't expect you to do this to me."

"Is it not too much for me to ask for some compensation for what you have done?"

…

That afternoon, the convoy finally left the hotel.

Put it in the car.

Travis lay on the bed in the RV with a dull expression, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, looking like he had lost his soul.

Anyone would collapse if they learned the news of their own son's death. Even though he was a very rational and calm person, this incident still caused him great harm.

Madison stayed beside Travis, her fingers constantly stroking the gauze around the latter's waist, while Alyssa and Nick stood beside him.

They left the hotel at noon today. Under the threat of force, the people in the hotel did not do anything extreme. Instead, they were secretly happy that they had gotten rid of them. After all, the hotel had limited supplies.

No matter how strong Moore and his men were, they could not control this force, so almost everyone in the hotel supported their departure.

The only thing that made them unhappy was that Moore took away the fish they had worked so hard to catch in the past few days on the grounds that Franklin had saved two people.

At this time, in another car in the convoy, several women were busy making salted fish, and the whole car was filled with a strong fishy smell.

The one in charge of supervision among the women was Charlie, who joined the group when they first arrived at the Texas border.

"Hurry up, we're almost at the border, let's try to pickle these damn fish before then."

Charlie casually threw a piece of fish intestines he had just taken out into the plastic bag, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and while urging these people, he looked up at their progress.

Seeing that everyone was doing a good job, she nodded slightly and decided to try her best to catch the last few fish.

Just at this moment.

Ding ding dong!

Da da da!

There was a crisp impact sound coming from the armor plate of the carriage.

This is?!

Gunshot!