Conan's I am Pikachu

385 Threat Letter

You can search for "Conan's I am Pikachu Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"You actually have a wound on your foot?" Yixing's face became very ugly, a little unnatural.

"What, it made us work in vain!" Jingzi was very upset, lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Are you really Uncle Yifang?" Xiuhe's expression was very low and unwilling.

If this guy is real, it means that the inheritance has his share.

This is very irritating.

You, a fake relative who lives abroad all year round, what qualifications do you have to come here to divide your estate?!

Thinking of this, the Yabuuchi family felt very unconvinced, and their gazes at Yifang became unfriendly.

The eyes of the two sides collided, and there was a faint feeling of tit-for-tat.

Ze Yu looked at this scene with a smile.

Here comes, the wonder of Conan's world begins again.

But for those with a little money, such as the Yabuuchi family in front of them, and even those big consortia, there are always these good descendants of filial piety within them.

It's so filial.

Ze Yu said that he was filial piety.

"What do you mean?" Yifang frowned: "Are you doubting me?"

"Big Brother really is right!" At this point, Yifang suddenly became furious and roared: "You don't have a good product here!"

"I brought'Carlos' here and asked him to protect me. It was indeed correct!" Yifang snorted.

Carlos, the tall Brazilian young man who was following the righteous house, had dark skin and looked a bit dull, and seemed very honest.

This young man is the bodyguard of the Yifang.

But this is only the surface identity.

Ze Yu knew a little bit more inside information, Carlos was not a bodyguard at all, but the son of the deceased Yifang.

And at this moment, the "righteous house" that appeared in front of everyone is a true friend of the righteous house.

After the death of Yifang, this good friend took Yifang's son to the island country, preparing to take away the part of the property belonging to Carlos.

Carlos is the nephew of Yifang's brother.

Before dying, Yifang's brother left a will. It is mentioned in the will that there is a share of his nephew in his legacy.

Therefore, "Yifang" and Carlos came over from abroad deliberately.

Although they are short of money, in order to get this property, a few plane tickets, they can still afford it.

"Uncle!" Yu Mei's face returned to normal, and she asked in disbelief: "Why do you want to hire a bodyguard? Can't you trust us family members?"

"Haha, family?" Yifang sneered and took out a piece of paper from his arms.

On this piece of paper, a few lines of big words were written: [We have no inheritance to give you, if you want to survive, it is best not to come back!

"Did you see?" Yifang asked, "Who sent this piece of paper from the island country to Brazil to me?"

"Who is that person? Can you tell me? My good family?" Yifang said, his face turned cold and full of mockery.

"We..." Everyone changed their faces.

"Okay, don't be around here." Yifang's expression was not very good, and he issued an order to evict the guests: "If you are all right, then leave."

Obviously he was the guest from afar, but now he turned to the guest and ordered the expulsion of the host here.Save the book www.chunshu8.com

This makes everyone's faces a bit ugly.

Conan ran over and said innocently, "Grandpa, can you teach me how to write Chinese characters?"

Yifang turned around with some confusion and looked at Conan who was pulling his clothes.

"I just asked my mother, she wouldn't teach me!" Conan said with an innocent look, like a real child.

"New... Conan, don't mess around!" You Xizi showed a helpless expression.

Conan ignored his mother and continued to pester Yifang, and said in a coquettish tone: "It's just the four words'congratulations to the new year', okay?"

"Of course, kid." Yifang nodded, took the paper and pen, and wrote four large characters.

Conan put the paper away, then bid farewell to the charity room, and left the living room with everyone.

Everyone walked in the corridor and discussed in a low voice: "That guy actually wrote with his left hand!"

"This is ridiculous. Who can write with his left hand? Even left-handed people can't do that?"

"No, some left-handed people really can write with their left hand, and some people can write with both hands." Ze Yu said casually.

Although he is not left-handed, he can write with both his left and right hands, and he writes exactly the same characters without any deviation.

And the speed of writing with both hands is as fast.

If Zeyu is willing, he can instantly transform into a printer as long as he holds a pen in his hand.

The key to determining his writing speed or drawing speed is not his hand speed, but the endurance of paper and pen.

"That's true, but he must be left-handed." Yixing nodded and asked to the sister beside him: "Sister, was Uncle Yifang a left-handed before?"