Some of my robots appeared by descending from the ceilings and moved to the floor.
Kingsley looked around as he was surrounded by my security machines.
“You and your other ruffians will be shown the door.”
Almost on cue, some other robots grabbed his lackeys that I knocked out and threw them outside. They ganged up on Kingsley and just pummeled him before they apprehended him.
“Don’t make me set them to kill mode.” I warned him before they drove him away.
Just because I used robotics for the betterment of mankind didn’t mean I couldn’t make security personnel of my own.
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