Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 1449 Orthodox Bloodline

Chapter 1449 Orthodox Bloodline

Luo Yifan lowered his eyes and raised a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Competition brings pressure and progress. I will wait and see. By the way, there is one more thing, I hope you can promise me, so that I can serve you better .

Deman asked, "What's the matter?"

"Boss, I want to ask for a gift from you."

"what gift?"

Luo Yifan said: "Napoleon's teeth were purchased by a mysterious collector at an auction for 1800 million US dollars a few years ago. This collector is you."

"You are really capable." Deman said coldly: "You actually know that his teeth are in my hands.

Luo Yifan said to himself: "If I don't have this ability, how can I stand in front of you, what about the military adviser back then? Chief, can you give me that tooth?"

"Why do you want it?" Deman asked.

"There are not so many reasons, I just want it very much. After all, compared to your daughter, a mere collection should be insignificant to you."

"..."

After a long silence, Deman's expression was very deep, making people unable to see through his emotions, and Luo Yifan was also confused.

Suddenly, Deman turned his head to Neil and said, "Go and get him the tooth."

Neil nodded, "Okay."

A look of surprise flashed across Luo Yifan's eyes, as if he didn't expect Deman to give it to him so readily, "Thank you, leader."

Deman said: "I will give you what you want, I hope you will not disappoint me, otherwise, I will kill your whole family!"

"..."

"Okay." Luo Yifan's eyes were fearless.

……

Holding the small box in his hand, Luo Yifan flew to France overnight in a private jet.

The ancient manor has a mysterious and retro atmosphere everywhere.

The door was pushed open, and Luo Yifan walked in. On the main seat, there was an old man with silver hair and a crutch beside him, and there were some elders sitting in the two rows.

Luo Yifan came to the old man and bowed, "Prince."

"You're here, how are things going?"

The old man's voice was very old, but it revealed a trembling majesty.

Luo Yifan handed him the small box in his hand, "These are the teeth of our ancestors, I got them from Deman."

Hearing this, the old man stood up immediately, stretched out his hand tremblingly, took the box over, opened it, and his eyes instantly became moist: "No one in this world knows that our lineage is Bona The most orthodox descendants of Bonaparte. The people who are publicized in the world are just his relatives who cannot be beaten by eight poles, but they have become the orthodox heirs. But it is already this era, and the Bonaparte family has nothing to inherit. It is us This line can continue his bloodline and continue his glory."

Luo Yifan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "You are not trying to continue his glory, you just want rights and create your own glory, all under the guise of your ancestor's last wish."

Even if the other party is his elder, Luo Yifan is still not afraid.

After all, for the family, he has done too many things against his will.

The prince looked hard and said, "But all of this will be given to you in the end, because you are the youngest and only one in our family, do you understand?"

"I don't know." Luo Yifan was also caught in a tangle now, "I don't know what I want, I'm just being pushed away by you now, I don't even know what I'm doing."

……

[Reminder: The plot of this book is purely fictitious, please do not take it seriously]

(End of this chapter)

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