Chapter 451:

At least Bucciarati is not the kind of person who likes to exaggerate the facts, let alone deliberately exaggerate the enemy's strength for his own defeat.

"We meet again, sit down."

"Are you hungry after running for so long? Do you want to eat something first?"

While he was talking, the steak he ordered had already been served, so Abel simply motioned for Bucciarati to sit down, while he picked up the knife and fork and began to cut elegantly.

Even the clothes of ordinary civilians can't hide his appearance that is on par with readers and friends, and his temperament that is not ordinary at first glance!

Bucciarati said that he had no appetite.

"That's right, how can you still have the appetite to eat after being beaten repeatedly?" What a big heart that is!

Abel didn't force it. While dealing with the steak on the plate, he asked casually: "Why, are you not going to continue running away? Or have you chosen to admit defeat?"

"Before I know how you found me, continuing will have the same result. Of course, this does not mean that I have given up."

Seeing that this guy was still talking harshly, Abel refused to follow him in circles and said bluntly: "Come with me, it's time for the Italian Mafia to change."

"Do you know what the **** you're talking about?"

At this moment, Bucciarati looked at Abel as if he was looking at a psycho.

Abel answered the question, "Don't you want to change? As far as I know, your parents were silenced because they witnessed the 'flour' trade, and you hate the harm this thing brings to the people here. But. The gang you are now in has also begun to conduct transactions in this area."

Bang!

"That's enough! Who are you? Why do you know my past?"

Mentioning 'flour' and the tragic death of his parents, Bucciarati's complexion instantly turned very ugly. He could no longer remain calm and slapped his hands heavily on the table.

Seeing this, Mista and the others who were waiting there immediately stood up and made moves to draw their guns, but they were stopped by Bucciarati's gesture.

But Abel was still tasting the steak leisurely, completely unmoved.

To be honest, there are several reasons why he wanted to win over Bucciarati first, rather than the 'protagonist' Giorno Giovanna.

First, Bucciarati has a clear mind and a high sense of responsibility and leadership skills. Still very loyal, of course until the organization started selling 'flour'.

Second, Bucciarati is deeply used and trusted by the organization, and knows a lot of intelligence information. If he uses it well, he can gradually disintegrate Diavolo's men and power.

Third, as long as Bucciarati is captured, it is very likely that his entire team will be harvested, with five stand-in messengers as helpers. On the contrary, the betrayal of the Bucciarati team can also bring considerable losses to the [Enthusiasm] organization.

As one goes and the other goes, the difficulty of the task will also be greatly reduced.

Fourth, if Abel wants to become the godfather of the largest gang in Italy, of course he needs some trustworthy and capable people to help him achieve his goal. How long would it take him to complete it on his own?

To sum up, Bucciarati is a very useful tool man.

Therefore, Abel did not want to kill anyone unless he had to.

"What is the name of the second largest mafia organization here?"

Although he didn’t know why he asked such an incomprehensible question, Bucciarati still answered it with a cold face.

"Camorra."

"Oh, let me introduce you formally, I am the new godfather of Camorra - Abel."

Chapter 672 A Little Warning

Is there something wrong with this person’s head?

Abel's words immediately knocked Bucciarati out of control.

Because the Camorra is a family mafia, and all the people in power are members of the Camorra family. He has never heard that the Camorra family has a godfather named Abel, and he is still so young!

Bucciarati seriously suspected that the mysterious guy in front of him might not be as old as him.

So Godfather?

Do not make jokes.

If other mafiosi knew that Camorra had a young godfather who was less than 20 years old, it would probably spread throughout Italy that day and become the laughing stock of all gangs!

When Abel saw that he didn't believe it, he didn't explain. After all, at this time, he really wasn't.

But after tonight, that won’t be the case.

"Remember to read the newspaper tomorrow, and don't forget the bet between us. You lost."

"I'll give you three days to deal with everything and come to me, otherwise you'll be responsible for the consequences."

Just in time to finish the steak, Abel wiped his mouth gracefully with a napkin, then stood up and left.

He has already decided to start with Camorra, who is ranked second.

The reason why I ask the second question is, of course, because the biggest gang here is [Passion] where Bucciarati and others belong!

It’s not yet time to take action against him.

Bucciarati looked a little uncertain because of Abel's last words.

Obviously the other party will not let him go so easily.

Just when he was upset, the conversation of the people in Mista over there suddenly caught his attention.

"Huh? What is this? It hurts."

Nalanja suddenly pulled out a slender ice thorn from the back of his hand, feeling a little baffled.

The weather outside is as hot as a fire. Where does the ice come from? How did it get stuck in his hand?

Nalanja was puzzled, and then noticed that Fuge also had an identical ice thorn stuck in his neck.

"Fuge! Fuge! Look! It's on your neck too!"

Fuge was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that it was indeed there!

Immediately afterwards, Mista and Apache also found the same ice spikes in different parts of their bodies.

"Bucciarati, look to see if you have any?"

Bucciarati's face tightened, and he quickly checked himself, and then found an ice thorn that had been pierced on the exposed 'heart-shaped' skin on his chest.

Then he quickly walked to where Abel was sitting just now and looked at the table.

Obviously reminding him that there are only three days.

At this time, everyone realized that this was definitely not a coincidence, but a warning!

Because they have already confirmed that this is an ordinary ice spike without any toxins.

But the scary thing is that none of them know when they were tricked!

This time it was a small ice spike, but what about next time?

Could it be a long needle contaminated with poison?

Or was it a sharp knife that slit their throats and pierced their hearts?

Everyone's expressions turned ugly.

This warning was like the Sword of Damocles, hovering over their heads.

It also made the few people who were just about to take action feel chilled in their hearts!

Fortunately, I was worried about the large number of people here, so I didn't take action. Otherwise, I'm afraid the consequences would be irremediable.

"No one should tell anyone what happened today."

After the silence, Bucciarati immediately warned.

Hearing this, everyone nodded in unison.

Although it is unclear what Bucciarati is going to do, they will definitely keep their mouths shut and not cause trouble.

But when they were checking out, they were taught another lesson!

"Why do you need so much money?"

Looking at the long bill, several people looked a little worried.

Although they don't bully ordinary people like other gang members and eat King's meals, it doesn't mean that they like to be tricked.

But the restaurant manager’s next explanation left them speechless.

"That's right, the guest who was sitting here just now said it was credited to your account."

"."

Bucciarati's face turned terrifyingly dark, "You can't even use this money for a pot of black tea and a steak, right?"

"Well, one portion is really not needed, but that customer originally ordered a hundred steaks and a hundred pizzas for takeout." (The most expensive kind)

The restaurant manager also said in a very embarrassed tone.

grass!

At this moment, Bucciarati and others cursed the curse words of their hometown in their hearts at the same time!

This is so shameless!

It’s okay to just eat and drink for free, but you still have the nerve to pack it away?

And it’s still a hundred steaks and a hundred pizzas? Not afraid of dying!

They really thought that all their money came from the strong wind!

"Bill, please!"

Bucciarati almost gritted his teeth and said these two words, and at the same time, he sprayed Abel at least a hundred times in his heart.

When they walked out of the restaurant, the restaurant manager was still smiling, probably feeling happy in his heart.

Nalan Jia was very unhappy and said: "Why do we have to settle that guy's account?"

"Stop talking, just think of it as money buying peace of mind."

It's not that Bucciarati didn't know that he could not give the money, but firstly, he was not that kind of person, and secondly, he wanted to see what the other party wanted to do.

At least after paying for this meal, he will have something to talk about when we meet again next time.

So it’s just one who wants to fight and the other who wants to suffer.

Of course, being unhappy is definitely still very unhappy.

Subconsciously touching his shriveled wallet, Bucciarati left alone without expression.

"Bucciarati, isn't your home over there?"

"Don't go home yet, find a place to make some extra money."

"Uh, okay."

Mista and the others looked at each other, and then went back to their homes.

. . . . . . .

The next day, Giorno Giovanna was still driving his car, looking for the enemy near the airport.

It’s just that today, for some reason, he always looks absent-minded.

Occasionally, when I look around, I am extremely alert.

It was as if he was scaring himself.

"It's totally unacceptable to continue like this. Forget it, just treat yourself as a day off."

Giorno muttered to himself, then kicked the stones away from his feet and got back into the driver's seat.

But just as he was about to leave, the door of the back seat was suddenly opened.

Someone got on the bus.

"Sorry, guest, I've finished my work." Giorno said subconsciously.

"You stopped working not long after the sun came up. Are you in a hurry to become a gangster superstar?"

Giorno was stunned for a moment, and then saw the person coming through the rearview mirror.

"It's you?!"

"I told you, I will come back to you soon."

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