Noble Husband At the Door
Chapter 4377

On the other side of the log cabin, according to the agreement three days ago, Ningyue had already prepared the corresponding dishes, waiting for the return of Samuel to celebrate. However, when Ningyue saw the leading Samuel, she frowned.

"Are you... really going for special training?" Ningyue frowned and asked tentatively.

Samuel did not answer, but looked a little embarrassed.

"Did you meet a mad dog on the way? How did you end up like this?" Ningyue said again, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that something was wrong. "What mad dog can bite you like this?" Samuel was in a mess, with all kinds of teeth marks on his body, and some of his clothes and trouser legs were torn directly. He really looked like he had just come out of a pile of mad dogs. "Yes, mad dogs bite me. There's still a group of them." Samuel rolled his eyes, sighed helplessly, and went to the dining table.

Yvonne smiled bitterly and said nothing.

Behind him, the 44 special forces soldiers smiled at Ningyue.

However, looking at this group of people, Ningyue was even more shocked, because when some people smiled, there were obviously some cloth strips and something like that in their teeth.

And the color of these cloth strips seemed to be very similar to the clothes worn by Samuel...

"Could it be..." Ningyue suddenly remembered something and looked at the 44th disciple.

They all giggled. "Woof woof woof!"

Samuel helplessly put his head on the table.

Shame on you!!

He was bitten by the forty-four "little mad dogs' all at once. The key was that he could not resist, because this was the condition for them to take office.

"A bunch of bastards, they really are fucking vicious. "Samuel muttered to himself, extremely depressed.

"I'm so powerful that all the masters can't hurt me at all. But today, I've fallen into a trap and been eaten by my men."

However, he was unhappy and happy at the same time. The Divine Weapon Team had been completed, and the sharp knife in his hand had been made.

Ningyue smiled and said, "It seems that you are also very dissatisfied with the chief. This time, there is revenge. After saying this, Ningye looked at Samuel and said, "You are willing to be bitten by them. It seems that the results of their three-day training have satisfied you."

Samuel nodded. "But we haven't decided the captain yet. I want to ask what you mean." "Zhang Yue!"

"Yes!" A middle-aged man in his thirties stood up.

Looking around, Zhang Yue had a square face with eagle-like eyes and a trace of determination. In terms of appearance, he was an upright person. This was also the reason why Samuel trusted Ningyue to choose the captain. She would not make mistakes.

"Samuel, although Zhang Yue is only a little disciple, I know everyone in the log cabin. Zhang Yue is upright, smart, and dares to fight. The only defect is that his concentration is not enough. He likes to move, and his temper is a little hasty."

"What I need is a general who can

charge forward, not a marshal who can plan strategies. His

shortcomings are fatal in the position of marshal, but they are all ages on the general. Well, Zhang Yue, from now on, you will officially take the position of captain of the small team."

"As for the small captain, you can do it yourself. won't interfere, but I only have one request. If you are divided you will be like countless daggers, and when you put them together, you will be a sharp knife, which is hard and indestructible."

Zhang Yue gritted his teeth and said, "I will never the commander Ningyue and the chief down. I will lead this team well, unless I die."

"Well said." Samuel slammed the table and stood up directly, disregarding his image. "With your words, I can rest assured that I will leave this special warfare unit of the Divine Weapon Team to you." "Come, let me toast you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Samuel directly raised his glass to toast to Zhang Yue. Zhang Yue also quickly raised his glass and the two drank.

After drinking, Ningyue suddenly smiled and said, "What's wrong? You only toast Zhang Yue, not me?"

Samuel frowned slightly. He knew that Ningyue must mean something. "What do you want me to toast?" "You'll know when you come out," Ningyue said with a smile.