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There are not many old friends, and there are even fewer of them that can make Harry panic, Du Chen vaguely thought of who it was, and threw Harry a calm look, Du Chen motioned for him to confirm the answer he had guessed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Harry rubbed his nose vigorously and muttered, "This smell shouldn't be wrong, it must be him!" Having said that, Harry couldn't make up his mind in his heart, not wanting to make a ridiculous mistake in front of his master, he grabbed Andy sharply and whispered in his ear: "Your sense of smell is only a little worse than mine, and you know that person better than me!

Andy was sleepy-eyed and followed Harry in a daze, and as soon as he was caught, he was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Oh, Lord Harry, you can't treat a noble snow wolf with dreams and appetites like this...... Oh, well, I'll just sniff it......" Timidly avoiding Alex, the tip of his claws pulling two lumps out of his nostrils, he took a deep breath, "Whew...... Damn it, it's him, I'm going to kill him!"

Andy was furious, straightened his chest and abdomen, arched his limbs, and was going to settle accounts with that person!

But he followed closely and said with a smile: "Well, if it's possible, master, let's settle accounts with him after dinner! Andy's belly is more important than revenge......"

Harry hurriedly slapped a brick on Andy's head, and bowed to Du Chen with a smile, "Venerable master, Harry was a little unsure just now, but with Andy's assistance, I dare to be sure, your old friend, Lord Brockmann is nearby!"

Then, he smiled, and for the sake of insurance, he also said the reason why he was not sure that it was Brockman just now, "Master, Brockman's taste seems to be not very different from before, uh, there are some slight differences, and he has a very strong smell of blood, under the cover of this bloody smell, your most loyal servant almost didn't smell his smell, but as long as his blood is still flowing, it is impossible to escape the nose of the Snow Person!"

"There's a lot of blood...... Could it be that Brockman has killed a lot of people in recent times?" Du Chen rubbed his nose and patted Potter on the shoulder, "You and Harry's mission is reversed, you take care of Cassini here, and Harry and I will meet old friends!"

Saying that, Du Chen took out a few snacks from Alex's pocket, handed them to Potter, and explained Cassini's situation to him, and suddenly, Potter rolled his eyes and stared at Du Chen strangely: "How did you come up with such a vicious way to threaten a child with not being a man?"

Du Chen suddenly noticed that Potter's two pairs of big glasses were very smart when he rolled his eyes, he smiled, laughed very badly, and whispered in Potter's ear: "Everyone is a man, you should know that this method is quite easy to use......" He beat Potter's chest. Makes an ambiguous joke that a man sees.

Potter lowered his head, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Stop, hurry up and get down to business!" she thought to herself, man, there really is no good thing, how could Francis, who is usually gentle and elegant, turn bad as soon as he talks about this topic?

Following Harry, Du Chen still felt strange in his heart, Potter seemed to have changed a lot since he left Fighting God Island, giving people a feeling of ...... Very cheerful and lively!

Walking through the streets, Harry followed the smell and led Du Chen to the path in front of a dilapidated church, which belonged to the Holy Religion was distributing relief food to civilians at the moment, and it was crowded, but it was in order.

"Master, Brockman is ahead!" Harry said as he paused, pointing to a few people in the distance. He was still afraid of Brockman.

Du Chen nodded slightly, that's right, dozens of meters ahead, Brockman's back was so clear, he and a few strangely described people were pushing a car and were slowly hurrying. He would never mistake this 'old friend'! His eyes were cold, and when he saw Du Chen's demeanor behind him, he thought to himself that the young master still accepted the advice of peeling the skin—kill if he should kill it! Alas, it seems that the influence of the peeling on the young master is still above himself!

But Brockman really deserves to die, Newinn Harbor was ransacked, and civilian women and children died more than a thousand, but at this time, Brockman's body appeared in Newinn Harbor with the smell of blood, and then linked to Brockman's identity and background, then what does this mean, I'm afraid children will have some angry associations!

At least Brockman is suspected of ransacking Newinn Harbor!

When Brockman was about to disappear around the corner of the street, Du Chen's cold face had changed to a wry smile of frustration, he hugged Alex and walked a few steps closer to catch up with Brockman, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder to say hello.

Suddenly, Brockman turned around and stared at Du Chen, took a step back, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?" As he spoke, he put his hands in his sleeves and looked vigilant, it seemed that as long as he disagreed, he would have to fight Du Chen on the street!

At the same time, the strange-looking people around him also looked at Du Chen attentively, moved under their feet, and faintly surrounded him.

"Ahh

Brockman glanced at Alex, who seemed to have never seen this stinky fart, and instead sneered, "Isn't the little guy interesting!"

Du Chen was stunned for a moment, hurriedly handed Alex over to the bone to hug, and said strangely: "My friend, don't you know me?"

looked at Brockman, that's right, blonde hair and blue eyes, fair skin, tall figure, except for a little more ruthlessness and violence in his bearing, he is definitely still the personable God-given Earl!

"Do we know each other?" Brockman's eyes flashed, and Du Chen's heart suddenly flashed, although Brockman was strong in the past, he paid attention to aristocratic demeanor everywhere, and he would never look at himself with such rude eyes!

By the way, Brockman didn't have any children around him, could it be that he didn't come out with Homan the little Tyrmon this time!?

"Of course we have met, dear Lord of God, my good friend, Mr. Brockman!" Du Chen said, gauging Brockman's reaction.

Brockman frowned slightly, and the time was extremely short, and suddenly he smiled again, "Ha, it turned out to be my former friend, I'm really sorry." He pointed to his head, "I was seriously injured recently and forgot a lot of things, are you ......" he asked very 'aristocratic', and the other few people who accompanied him also eased their expressions and nodded to Du Chen with a smile.

"Oh my God, you have amnesia? This is too bad, we ...... in the first place" Du Chen said perfunctory words in a rambling voice, but his mind was racing sharply, did Brockman really have amnesia, or did he deliberately pretend not to know himself?

His identity was not exposed in front of that mysterious organization, there is no need for him to pretend that he doesn't know himself, could it be that something happened to Brockman!?

Thinking of this, Du Chen ended his long-winded condolences and said regretfully: "Alas, I didn't expect you to even know me Chels!"

"Your name is Chels?" Oh, I'm sorry, I don't really remember!" Brockman bowed apologetically, and asked, "Are these of your friends my old friends too?"

He looked around at the people behind Du Chen, and when his eyes fell on the bones, there was no trace of weird performance, it seemed that he really didn't remember what happened before!

Du Chen touched his nose and made up the origin for everyone, lying on the one hand, and secretly looking at Brockman on the other hand, until he was sure that Brockman at least showed that he really didn't know his own people, he was even more puzzled in his heart!

Brockman shrugged his shoulders in annoyance, "Well, to be honest, I didn't meet these friends of mine until a few days ago......" He pointed to a few people around him, "I know that I used to be called Brockman, Mr. Chels, do you know me well from the past? Can you tell us a little bit about my past? Oh, the restaurant in the port hasn't opened again, why don't you go and talk to where we live!"

Du Chen smiled: "That's fine, I'm very willing to tell you everything I know, go, let's talk on the way!"

"Okay, let's talk on the way!"

Tried all the way, Brockman didn't know if he had really forgotten the past, or if the deception had reached an extremely high level, and he didn't leave a trace of flaws for Du Chen, and even Du Chen vaguely mentioned the three-headed female tyrannosaurus in Migre Mountain, revealing the most painful scar given to the Earl, but there was no change on people's faces.

In the Auerbach Grand Canyon, Brockman was torn apart alive by Sonata to vent his anger!

Brockman smiled and led the way, at this moment after the catastrophe, there were many homeless people and beggars, and after a while, the church bell rang, which meant that the time for distributing relief food was coming to an end, and all of a sudden, the people who went to the church to receive food panicked, and they all ran quickly, and accidentally a few beggars crowded in front of everyone, and the smell was strong.

Brockman frowned, "Get out of here!" and waved his hand and knocked down the beggars.

Du Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he said in his heart, Brockman is really ruthless, dealing with a few beggars who are in the way, can he break their leg bones!?

Brockman should not have been like this before, he should have thought that beggars were too lowly and had a ** share in beggars!

"Hmph, damn beggar!" Brockman cursed and smiled at Du Chen, who at the moment looked no different from the bastard little nobles in St. John's City...... But the hint of gloom between the eyebrows makes people look very uncomfortable!

(To be continued)