Chapter 243 Suspicion, amnesia!

Old friends? There are not many old friends of him, and there are even fewer of them that can alarm Harry. Du Chen vaguely thought of who it was and gave Harry a calm look. Du Chen signaled him to confirm the answer he had guessed.

Harry rubbed his nose hard and muttered, "This taste should not be wrong, it must be him!" Having said that, Harry was unsure of his mind and did not want to make a ridiculous mistake in front of his master. He grabbed Andy suddenly and whispered in his ear: "Your sense of smell is only a little worse than mine, and you know that person better than me! Then, you should also find out who is here!"

Andy followed Harry in a daze. 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 appetite like this... Oh, okay, I'll sniff it now..." He avoided Alex timidly, and took two balls of things from his nostrils. He took a deep breath, "Huh... Damn it, it's him, I'm going to kill him!"

Andy was furious, straightened his chest and abdomen, arched his limbs, and then he had to settle the score with that person!

But he followed closely and said with his mouth raised his head and said with a smile: "Uh, if possible, master, let's settle the score with him after dinner! Andy's belly is more important than revenge..."

Harry hurriedly slapped Andy's head and bowed to Du Chen with a smile, "Great Master, Harry was a little confused just now, but with Andy's help, I'm sure, your old friend, Lord Brockman God Given is nearby!"

Then, he smiled embarrassedly, and in order to seek insurance, he also said the reason why he was not sure of Brockman just now. "Master, Brockman's taste seems to be different from before. Uh, there is some subtle difference, and there is a very strong smell of blood on him. Under the cover of this smell of blood, your most loyal servant almost didn't smell his smell. However, as long as his blood is still flowing, it is impossible to escape Xue Biren's nose!"

"There is a strong smell of blood... Has Brockman killed a lot of people recently?" Du Chen rubbed his nose and patted Potter on the shoulder, "You can change the mission with Harry. You are here to take care of Cassini, Harry and I will meet old friends!"

As he said that, Du Chen took out a few snacks from Alex's pocket and handed them to Porter. He explained Cassini's situation to him. Suddenly, Porter rolled his eyes and stared at Du Chen strangely: "How did you come up with such a vicious way to threaten a child by being a man?"

Du Chen suddenly realized that when Porter rolled his eyes, his two pairs of big glasses were very agile. He smiled, and he smiled badly, and whispered in Porter's ear: "Everyone is a man, you should know that this method is quite useful..." He pounded Porter's chest, making an ambiguous joke that men saw.

Porter lowered his head and waved his hand impatiently, "Stop talking, hurry up and do the serious business!" She thought to herself, man, indeed, there is no good thing. Why did Francis, who is usually gentle and elegant, become bad when he talks about this topic?

Following Harry, Du Chen felt strange in his heart. Since leaving the Doushen Island, Porter seems to have changed a lot, giving people a feeling... very cheerful and lively!

Through the streets and alleys, Harry followed the smell and the guide dog and led Du Chen to a path in front of a dilapidated church. This church belonging to the Holy Church is now distributing food for disaster relief to the civilians. It is crowded, but it is in order.

"Master, Brockman is right in front!" Harry stopped and pointed at the people in the distance and said tremblingly. He was still very afraid of Brockman.

Du Chen nodded slightly. Yes, a few dozen meters away in front, Brockman's back was so clear. He and a few people who described strangeness were pushing a car and were slowly rushing. He would never admit that he was wrong with this "old friend"! His eyes were cold, and when he saw Du Chen's expression behind him, he thought to himself that the young master still accepted the opinion of skinning - kill him if he should be killed! Alas, it seems that skinning has an influence on the young master still above him!

However, Brockman deserves to die. Niu Yin Port was looted, and more than a thousand civilians and women died. But at this time, Brockman's body smelled bloody and appeared in Niu Yin Port. When Brockman's identity and background are connected, what does this mean? I'm afraid children will have some angry associations!

At least Brockman is suspected of looting Niuyin Harbor!

When Brockman was about to disappear from the corner of the street, Du Chen's cold expression had changed to a frustrated wry smile. He hugged Alex and walked a few steps, caught up with Brockman, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder and said 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 said that, he put his hands in his sleeves, looking alert. It seemed that as long as there was a disagreement, he would fight Du Chen in the street!

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

"Ah? Provocative!" The great master Alex rolled up his sleeves, his nostrils soared into the sky, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the few people around him!

Brockman glanced at Alex, and seemed to have never seen this big master with a stinky fart. Instead, he sneered: "Is the little guy very interesting?"

Du Chen was stunned and hurriedly handed Alex to the bones and hugged him, and said strangely: "My friend, don't you know me anymore?"

I looked at Brockman, and he was blond, blue eyes, white and moist skin, and a tall figure. In addition to the more ruthlessness and violence in his temperament, he was definitely the elegant Earl of God Given!

"Do we know each other?" A glimmer flashed in Brockman's eyes, and Du Chen's heart suddenly suddenly felt that although Brockman used to be powerful, he was always aristocratic demeanor everywhere, and would never look at himself with such a rude look!

By the way, Brockman has no children around him. Could it be that he did not carry the little Tyr beast Homan this time!?

"Of course we know each other, dear Count of God Given, my friend, Mr. Brockman!" Du Chen said as he looked at Brockman's reaction.

Brockman frowned slightly, and the time was very short, and he suddenly laughed again, "Ha, it turns out to be my former friend, I'm so sorry." He pointed to his head, "I was seriously injured recently and forgot many things. You are..." He asked very 'noble', and the other people accompanying him also relaxed and nodded to Du Chen with a smile.

"Oh my God, you have lost your memory? This is so bad. We..." Du Chen said perfunctory words in a long and whispery way, but his mind was changing rapidly. Did Brockman really lose his memory, or did he deliberately pretend not to know him?

His identity was not exposed in front of the mysterious organization. There was no need for him to pretend that he didn't know him. Could it be that something happened to Brockman?

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

"Your name is Chels? Oh, I'm very sorry, I really can't remember it!" Brockman bowed apologetically and asked again: "Then are these people around you my former friends?"

He looked around at everyone behind Du Chen, and his eyes fell on the body of the chew bones, and there was no strange sign of it. It seemed that he really couldn't remember what happened before!

Du Chen touched his nose and fabricated his origins for everyone. While lying, he also secretly looked at Brockman. Until he was sure that Brockman at least showed that he really didn't know people like him, he was even more confused!

Brockman shrugged in anger, "Oh, to be honest, I met these friends of mine until a few days ago..." He pointed to the people around him, "I only realized that my former name was Brockman, Mr. Chels, do you know me well? Can you tell me about my past events? Oh, the restaurant in the port is not open yet, so why not go to our place to chat!"

Du Chen smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm very willing to tell you everything I know. Let's talk on the way!"

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

After exploring all the way, Brockmann didn't know whether he really forgot the past or had reached a very high level of fraud, but he did not leave any flaws for Du Chen. Du Chen even vaguely mentioned the three female tyrannosaurus in Migre Mountain, revealing the most painful scar of the God-given Earl, but there was no change in his face.

In Auerbach Grand Canyon, Brockman tore up Sino to vent his anger because of the scar being exposed by Sonata!

Brockman smiled and led the way. After the disaster, there were countless refugees and beggars. After a while, the church bell rang, which meant that the time for distributing disaster relief food was about to end. Suddenly, the people who went to the church to collect the food became panic and ran quickly. Accidentally, a few beggars squeezed in front of everyone, and the smell was stenching.

Brockman frowned, "Get out!" and waved his hand and fell down the beggars from the air.

Du Chen frowned slightly and thought to himself, Brockman is really cruel to take action. Can I break their legs when dealing with several beggars who are blocking the way?

Brockman in the past should not have been like this. He should think that the beggar is too humble and losing his identity when he attacks the beggar!
Chapter completed!