In less than two minutes, the road had already reached its head, but when I looked up, I saw a big road in front of me, with cars coming and going, the river of lights flowing, and countless forks. In this case, even if I really had a dog's nose, could I tell it?

For a moment, Liang Chen and Zhang Da's hearts couldn't help but hang up.

Raman gritted his teeth, turned his head and nodded to Liang Chen, "Master, don't worry, I will find it." Raman got out of the car and wandered around the intersection, and at the same time, he even ran to the middle of the road with his life and smelled it carefully.

Zhang Da was afraid that he would be in danger, so he quickly walked out with him.

Raman tilted his nose in the middle of the road and smelled it for a while. His face became anxious. Suddenly, he took out a bottle of white powder from his pocket, sucked it hard in front of his nose, and then without saying a word, punched his nose hard.

Immediately, my nose bleeding was splattering.

Zhang Da next to him was shocked and quickly held his hand, "Xiao Da, are you crazy? What are you going to do?"

"It's okay, senior brother, I have had this ability since I was a child. If I can't smell what I want to smell, I just need to beat my nose hard and I can smell it." Raman smiled and said without caring. In fact, Zhang Da didn't know that this was an extreme overdrawal method. Raman used that special powder to suck it into his nose, and then through a strong harming stimulation that was almost self-harm, he improved his sense of smell ten times in a short period of time, so as to smell what he wanted to smell.

But no one knows this except the dead wizard in their clan. However, this self-harm-type improvement method is the same as the overdrawing of excitement, which is very terrible. If it is overdrawn more than three times in a short period of time, the final result will be that it will forever lose its sense of smell and will not smell any smell.

However, for the sake of the second master's wife and in order not to make the master sad, it would be nothing even if he lost his sense of smell. Even if he cut off his nose, he had to help the master find the second master's wife today.

"You, you..." Zhang Da wiped the bleeding from his nose with heartache. He wanted to say something, but in the end he still lowered his hand.

"I'm fine." Raman shook his head, then sniffed carefully in the flow of traffic. After a while, he pointed in one direction, "That's that direction!" Raman said confidently.

The two of them got back into the car, pointed at the direction, and Liang Chen began to drive forward again.

In this way, Raman kept stimulating his nose again and again, constantly improving his sense of smell at the limit, and searching forward with difficulty. In the end, the nosebleed was already a little dizzy, and the nose bones seemed to be about to break, but he still smiled and became more and more confident because he had already clarified the final direction, which was a road leading to the suburbs.

"It's here!" Raman pointed to an ancient castle-like building outside the suburbs, leaned weakly next to the car window, and whispered, before he could finish his life.

No one knows that because of this self-harm-like improvement potential, he has caused serious damage to the nasal mucosa, and almost all the olfactory cells are sniffed. Now, he can no longer smell the smell of blood in his nose.

Liang Chen turned his head to look at Raman, gritted his teeth, "Xiaoda, take good care of Raman."

After saying that, he had already jumped out of the car and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Behind him, Zhang Shan, with more than a dozen seed team members and more than eighty most elite Chaoyang soldiers, had already scattered all over, forming a combat team and fully encircled the past. Five snipers quickly climbed up the surrounding buildings to control the favorable terrain. All the open and secret whistles were released, and the others rushed inward wildly.

Even though the situation is urgent, everything is in order and not at all.

The castle-style building is obviously a medieval building, with a cylindrical dome and a Gothic style, which is very simple and vicissitudes. The castle covers a large area, is fifteen meters high, and is divided into four floors. Each floor has more than a dozen rooms, and the terrain is very complicated.

All the team members were fully armed and murderous intent. Everyone was armed to their teeth and the elite was extremely elite. These Chaoyang soldiers who had been fighting all the way were like tigers who were angry and went down the mountain. They showed their ferocious minions in the darkness, and their eyes were filled with blood. They were full of blood coming back from the African battlefield, unwilling to remain silent. They were going to start a massacre today.

However, it was not them who rushed in first, but Liang Chen. Even Zhang Shan, who was the fastest, could not keep up with his footsteps.

Liang Chen ran forward all the way, and in the dark, a light shout came from the opposite side. Liang Chen ignored what he was talking about, leaned down and rushed forward, raising his hand and shot him.

"Bang..." A silence pistol with a silencer sounded, and a person fell down from the darkness opposite. A bullet hole in the heart of his forehead was flowing out of blood.

"Dadada..." The gunshot sounded, and the bullets fell on Liang Chen's body, splashing smoke and dust.

Liang Chen was not afraid, and rolled forward, and the gun in his hand shot continuously. All the enemies in front of him had been eliminated by three guns. The three figures slugged in the darkness, and each of them was directly hit by bullets and died, showing Liang Chen's amazing shooting skills.

Liang Chen rushed forward without stopping for a moment. Zhang Shan was frightened from behind and shouted in his headset, "Sniper, scan the front position for me and kill all the threatening enemies in front of Brother Chen."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slight sound of sniper guns in the distance had already sounded. The two people behind the pillars had slowly sat down, their heads had exploded, and they died there. Liang Chen had already passed by them like wind and lightning, and rushed into the hall frantically.

Zhang Shan followed closely behind him with a gun in fear. At the same time, all his team members had begun to pounce into the castle from all directions.

For a moment, gunfire sounds in the castle, screaming in pain, and the lights in the room kept dimming, lit up, turned off, and lit up again. The brave Chaoyang team members started killing today, and all of them were red in their eyes. The speed of killing pokes was so fast that they had set their fastest record.

The figures kept falling outwards, and pieces of blood were scattered from all directions. The Chaoyang soldiers who were completely angry were completely killed today. They started to act ruthlessly. Unless they were special people, they would not leave any prisoners at all, and they would kill them all the way.
Chapter completed!