Dream of a Happy Family

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Max accepted the offer. The farmhouse he owned was only worth at most four million but Tyr had given him ten million. There was no reason to refuse the man's request. Moreover, he knew very well that Tyr had not only bought his farm for ten million dollars, he had also acquired Max Cheever to manage it.

“Let's go in," Tyr gave the order, and a group of men broke into the estate.

At that moment, a dark cloud appeared above the sky, blocking the path of the sunlight. The originally beautiful sunny day suddenly turned dark and terrifying. A gust of cold wind began to sweep over them, and now, even Matthew seemed to have sensed that something was amiss. She could faintly feel the coldness running all over her back.

"Sir, what are you trying to do? Didn't you just say you were going to teach Stephen and me to learn some skills? Then why did you bring us here?"

"Shut up" Tyr snapped at Matthew, and told him to shut up.

Soon, after they arrived at the back of the farmhouse. There was a newly established room that looked like a warehouse. The room had no windows, only a large steel door at the front and was very similar to a large grave.

"Master. Summers, are you satisfied with this dog kennel we just built?" max asked while pointing to a room

Tyr slightly nodded. "It doesn't matter whether it's satisfactory or not, as long as it can hold humans back! Are they all in?"

"Yes, they were all inside and starved for two days, according to your instructions."

"Good, continue your work."

"Okay, Mr. Summers. Oh, right, some of those candidates you've asked for before, I've found some of them. I'll take you to see it later."

"Of course!"

Max turns to leave while Stephen and Matthew stand, frozen in front of the warehouse, with a gripping feeling invading their bodies.

Wanting to be strong sounds very difficult, but it's actually an easy thing. Tyr went to the big door and opened a small gap. "Both of you, go inside. The door to the path of strength has now opened for you!"

Stephen and Matthew looked at each other, for a moment their feet felt hard to move.

Tyr frowned and said to her, “What? Quick in? Are you afraid of going to hell? Since you don't have the guts, you two better head back to Riverville City." As he spoke, Tyr was about to close the door again.

Matthew's body trembled, suddenly he was furious. "Sir, who did you say was scared? I, Matthew Collins, hate cowards the most. How can you say that I'm afraid?" As he spoke, Matthew stepped forward without hesitation and walked towards the front door.

Stephen took a deep breath. Although he was nervous, he still followed Matthew.

Bam!

The large steel door was securely closed and Tyr added a steel lock with a rust slop.

"Be wild with all that! I'll treat you to a dog hotpot tomorrow morning!" An excited but cruel smile immediately appeared on Tyr's face. He took a deep breath and muttered, "Don't let me down."

The room was really dark. Matthew and Stephen stood at the door, very carefully examining their surroundings. The room was so dark that they could barely see their own fingers inside.

"What are you doing with this?" Matthew frowned and shouted, "There are no ghosts here, right?"

Ta! A dim incandescent light suddenly lit up in the room, and then Matthew and Stephen noticed about eight ferocious dogs appearing around them. Matthew and Stephen had no knowledge of dog grooming and neither did he know the breed types of these dogs, but they all looked like wolves!

"He ... Hehehe ..." Stephen laughed bitterly. "I knew it was going to be like this. Tyr Summers is completely insane!"

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When the ferocious dogs saw Matthew and Stephen, they began to cry loudly. They don't sound like a pet dog that just barks with a simple 'guk', but rather sound like a howling long wolf! Each of them had red eyes as they opened their mouths and roared, like a pack of hungry wolves!

"Is this a joke?"

At that moment, even Matthew who was not afraid of anything felt his mind go numb. Stephen turned around to open the large door behind them but it was already tightly locked!

"B*ngsat!" Stephen cursed.

Eight ferocious battle dogs now began pouncing on them ...

Ahh !! Their blood-curdling screams and the howls of war dogs echoed within the room. Dark clouds in the sky floated above the dog kennel, and under the shadow of these clouds, the dog kennel looked sinister and terrifying.

Tyr ignored the screams inside the dog kennel. As he said from the start, 'wanting to be strong sounds difficult, but it's actually very easy!'.

Outside, Max was feeding various war dog breeds. His feed was a large piece of meat, filled with the smell of blood! Upon seeing Tyr, Max put the food in his hand and walked up to him.

"Master. Summers, I have spent decades of my life being able to communicate with war dogs and have met many types of people in Riverdale Province, even the entire southern region. But you are the most unique person I have ever met.

Tyr chuckles. "Just because I locked the two men up with those vicious dogs?"

"lyas. This is the method we use to pick champion dogs, but you are instead using it on humans! I have to say this, your method can greatly impose the maximum potential of a person. I'm so amazed that young people like you can get such a great idea!"

Tyr continued to smile. I'm not the one who came up with this idea.

Max dumbfounded. "Have you learned this from an expert?"

Tyr nodded and said, "He really is an expert. You must have heard his name before too.

"Who?" Max looked surprised.

"Anthony Sage's. Or commonly known as Sirius!"

Tyr patted Max on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. Take me to meet some of the candidates I'm looking for.

"certain." Max quickly nodded and went to wash his hands before leaving the estate with Tyr.

Deadly barking continued to echo from the dog kennel. Together with bone-chilling cries and fierce roars.