Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 3250

In the woodshed, Samuel just made the room where they would rest at night. The place was not big, and half of the room was occupied by firewood. Naturally, the space left for them was extremely small.

"Samuel, I really don't understand you. Others are almost shitting on our heads and you..." The pangolin was extremely resentful and confused.

If Samuel didn't have that ability, then the pangolin could understand the principle of standing upright after being beaten. After all, they were not as good as others. There was nothing to say.

But the problem was that not only was Samuel capable, but he was also very capable. No matter where he stood, he was the only one who bullied others, and no one had the right to talk nonsense in front of him.

But for Samuel, it was normal to endure. For people who were not at the same level as him, he had no time to talk to them, and he did not like to bully the weak.

The most important thing was that Sue Yan brought him here to attend someone else's wedding. He should consider Sue Yan's face no matter what he did.

Also, Sue Yan was asking the Fang family to make a boat for him. This was a serious matter. If Samuel beat other guests, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of Sue Yan?

If he needed someone else's help, he had to be serious!

Reaching the city as soon as possible was the only thing that Samuel was thinking about. The rest was not important.

Just as Samuel was about to speak, the waiter walked over slowly with a big plate of dishes in his hand. Although the waiter pretended to be fine, he avoided Samuel's eyes.

"Although the accommodation is a little poor, at least the food is not too bad." The pangolin muttered, took the tray and put it on the ground, ready to eat.

"Sir, you..." Seeing this, the waiter wanted to say something, but he hesitated.

Samuel smiled gently. The dishes had been turned over, and the waiter's behavior was strange, which made Samuel conclude that there must be something wrong with the dishes.

As the pangolin was about to pour the food into his mouth, Samuel had already used up a stream of energy to knock off the chopsticks in the pangolin’s hand.

"Damn, what are you doing?" The pangolin looked at Samuel gloomily. "Are you kidding me? You can endure it outside and bully me here, right?"

Samuel ignored him and smiled gently, looking at the waiter.

Obviously, Samuel had already known that there was something wrong with the dishes. There was a flash of panic in the waiter's eyes. When he met Samuel's indifferent eyes, he knelt on the ground with a thud. "Master, master, it's none of my business. It's none of my business."

Upon hearing this, Pangolin suddenly realized that something was wrong. He stared at the waiter in surprise, "Damn you, you want to poison us to death?"

"Damn it, this bastard. I've tolerated them, and they're not going to stop, are they? If you don't take action, then forget it. I'll go and beat him myself." As soon as he finished speaking, the pangolin got up angrily, ready to get even with the giant.

Samuel frowned and suddenly moved his hand. Suddenly, the door of the woodshed was slammed shut.

"Samuel..." The pangolin roared gloomily. How could he endure such a situation?

He could be killed, but not humiliated!

Samuel slightly retracted his gaze and then gently placed it on the waiter. The waiter was already frightened out of his wits by the fury of the pangolin. When he saw Samuel looking at him, he couldn't help but tremble.

"Master..." The waiter looked at Samuel eagerly.

Samuel did not speak. He glanced at the waiter and then at Pangolin.

Should he endure it or burst out?