Doomsday America
Chapter 392

As You Command!

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Gavin nodded to Old Feng, then turned his horse around on his own.

As Octavian turned lightly, Old Feng pursed his lips in understanding, then turned and led the support staff toward the chicken farm to get to work.

But just as Gavin was about to return to the manor, a roar suddenly came from the direction of the chicken farm in the distance.

"Damn it! Boss, wait for me! Wait for me!!!"

Even from far away, Gavin recognized Eugene's voice. Eugene had only just dismounted and rushed into the chicken farm when he came charging back out, remounted, and galloped wildly toward Gavin. Gavin slightly opened his mouth, then waited helplessly where he was.

A moment later, Eugene rushed up beside Gavin. As he carefully guided his horse closer to Octavian, he grabbed Gavin's soaked left arm and roared, "Boss, don't forget what you promised me!"

"You promised me, damn it! Before you kill that damned arsonist, I have to give that bastard a proper beating!" "Scum like him doesn't deserve an easy death. Killing him with one slash would be far too easy!"

"Boss, you have to come with me, or I'm afraid that bastard Martin won't hand the arsonist over to me!"

"We have to find Martin, the one escorting the arsonist, so I can teach that bastard a lesson!"

"He absolutely cannot die that easily!!!"

After roaring that long string of words at Gavin, Eugene was beside himself with rage, his expression twisting into something ferocious.

Looking at the furious Eugene, Gavin had initially wanted to shake his head and refuse.

He truly had no interest in wasting time on a bastard who was bound to be executed anyway!

But... Eugene had just returned to Second Company and taken the position of company commander, a post

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