Abel chewed the pizza and swallowed it in a few times, and then started to act stupid.
It’s coming, it’s coming, this is what it feels like!
Giorno gritted his teeth.
"nothing!"
"Oh, then drive quickly."
"."
Blanch!
What can Giorno do?
I can't do anything. At most, I can only be incompetent and furious.
My stomach aches from anger, forget it.
But when he started the car and drove on the highway, he suddenly heard a sound from the back seat that made his heart beat faster.
"Giorno, are you interested in being my agent?"
Squeak—
As his heart beat faster, Giorno mistook the brake for the accelerator and stepped on it, causing the car to come to an emergency stop in the middle of the road, causing the driver of the vehicle that almost hit him from behind to yell at him.
Chapter 676 Bloodline
In the Italian Mafia, the so-called agent is actually the agent of the boss, that is, the second boss.
He is regarded as the "general commander" in charge of all legion commanders, and only takes orders from his boss.
If the boss goes to jail or seeks medical treatment, or other force majeure situations occur, the second boss, as the agent of the big boss, must take responsibility, manage everything, and wait for the boss's return.
If there is a situation where the boss cannot return in the end, such as death.
Generally speaking, the second boss will take over directly.
Therefore, this agent can sometimes be regarded as a successor, and is usually filled by relatives or absolute confidants who are valued and trusted by the boss.
To avoid the discovery that agents cause civil strife in order to gain power.
It is precisely because of this that Giorno's reaction just now was so big.
For him, who has been living at the bottom of society and relies on deception and deception, this is tantamount to reaching the sky in one step.
And you can also use this to realize your dream of becoming a gangster star.
Amidst the honking of many vehicles urging and cursing, Giorno started the car again.
"Agent? Why me?"
Giorno forced himself to calm down and asked. He didn't believe in good things like pie falling in the sky.
"Because you have special talents."
Giorno's heart moved. He had wanted to ask about this for a long time, "Special talents, do you mean this?"
[Golden Experience] suddenly appeared in the passenger seat.
"That's not entirely true, but this substitute is indeed your special talent."
Giorno immediately caught a term, "Substitute? What does it mean?"
Abel knew that the other party was actually a novice who knew nothing, so he simply gave him some popular science: "You can understand it as a kind of supernatural ability, and people with this kind of ability are called substitute messengers. For example, the cloth man last time Galati, let’s take another example of you.”
Giorno thought for a moment, "So. Is it possible for everyone to become this so-called substitute? In other words, what are the conditions for becoming a substitute?"
Seeing that he caught the key point immediately, Abel couldn't help but shook his head in appreciation.
"If everyone could become a substitute messenger and have superpowers, the structure of this world would have been overturned long ago."
"In fact, the number of substitute messengers is extremely rare. There may only be more than a hundred people in the world."
"As for the condition for becoming a substitute messenger, the 'arrow' is required."
Giorno: "'Arrow'?"
"It is a magical arrow made of a special extraterrestrial meteorite. Most of the creatures stabbed by it will be infected with the virus and die directly. Only the remaining people who can withstand the test and survive can awaken. The ability to 'stand in'."
Abel's words immediately stunned Giorno.
Because he was very sure that in all the years he had lived, he had never seen or heard of such a thing, nor had he been stabbed by anything similar.
Just when he was hesitating whether to continue asking, Abel seemed to see through his thoughts and heart, and changed the subject: "Of course, not everyone needs such a test. Because this ability can also be passed through blood. Come wake up.”
"Bloodline?"
"For example, if a child is born to a person who has awakened his substitute ability, there is a high probability that he will also awaken his substitute ability."
Giorno suddenly fell silent. He seemed to have understood what Abel meant.
One thing he was sure of was that his mother did not possess this supernatural substitute ability.
Let’s exclude the ‘arrow’ that we have never heard of.
Then the most likely possibility is that his biological father is actually a substitute messenger!
That’s why he inherited this power from his father!
This guess made him tighten his grip on the steering wheel.
Naturally, he didn't have the slightest fondness for that man whom he had never met before and had no impression of him at all.
Maybe his mother wasn't a good mother, not even qualified, but at least she didn't abandon him when she gave birth to him, and barely let him grow up alive.
This alone is far beyond what that 'stranger' can compare to.
Before this, he always thought that [Golden Experience] was a gift given to him by God.
As a result, after going round and round, it turned out to be such a truth.
It’s really unpleasant!
On the contrary, after knowing the truth, he will feel more at ease.
Because at least, he doesn’t have to worry that one day, the [golden experience] will suddenly leave him.
After thinking about it, Giorno felt much more relaxed now that he was relieved of the heavy burden in his heart.
"I understand. Doesn't it mean that the person who owns this 'arrow' can theoretically create unlimited substitute messengers? After all, the base of human beings is here."
Abel smiled softly, "So where do you think Bucciarati's substitute ability came from? Is it possible that he also has a parent who is a substitute messenger?"
Giorno was stunned for a moment, "You mean the other party has an 'arrow' in his hand? No, no, if I had such an item, I would never stay in a gang and work for others. "
"So the truth is that the 'Arrow' is in the hands of the boss of the 'Enthusiasm' organization! Relying on awakening his subordinates as stand-in messengers, he was able to expand his power to the extent of surpassing the old mafia like Camorra in such a short period of time! "
Giorno's head turned quickly and he immediately spelled out the cause and effect of the incident.
Then his expression froze, because the guy he was pulling in the car wanted to start a war against the 'Enthusiasm' organization.
Whenever he thought that the other party might have a dozen or even dozens of substitute messengers, he felt a little shuddering.
Perhaps on the frontal battlefield, these stand-in messengers themselves cannot stop even a bullet.
But if a sneak attack is carried out, the destructiveness and panic it can cause are simply unimaginable.
"Although I also think that I do have some talent, with all due respect, I currently don't see the possibility of fighting against the 'Passion' organization and winning."
Giorno took a deep breath and persuaded tactfully.
Abel glanced at him and said slowly: "Of course you can't do it alone, so we also need helpers, some with the same special talents as you."
"Where?"
At this moment, Giorno suddenly remembered the little dwarf from the Neon Country whom he had teased outside the airport that day.
That little dwarf should also be a substitute messenger.
"You will know when we meet tomorrow."
Abel was suddenly curious about what Bucciarati's expression would look like when he saw the evening newspaper.
ps: In 1986, an Egyptian ruins expedition team (including the young Diavolo) excavated six arrowheads in the desert, four of which were hollow structures, one had a beetle relief, and the other was questionable.
Diavolo stole all the arrowheads and later sold five of them to Granny Enya, except for one.
Chapter 677 Going and Staying
"Well, let me tell you, Bucciarati. You have been reading the newspaper for a whole day. You don't really believe that this guy can make any big news, do you?"
"Let me tell you, the guy yesterday was deliberately using this method to attract your attention. Those ice needles should be some kind of deception, just like the magic show on TV."
In a private private room, the table in front of Bucciarati was filled with various newspapers. Even those tabloids that usually had poor sales were bought by him.
It was just a waste of a day, and he didn't find what he wanted on it.
So much so that the Nalanjia people who had been with him here for a day were a little impatient.
But only Bucciarati had no intention of giving up, because his experience and intuition told him that the other party was not lying, and something big would happen today.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Mr. Bucciarati, today's evening newspaper has been delivered, and it seems that something terrible has happened."
"Bring it here quickly!"
Bucciarati's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over and took over all the newspapers.
As a result, the first newspaper above published what he wanted!
"The Camorra base camp was attacked by mysterious forces, and important personnel suffered heavy casualties! 》
"The Camorra family officially announced to welcome the new godfather! 》
"The Declaration of Father Abel: War on the Zealot Organization!" 》
. . . . . .
Like a madman, Bucciarati extracted the key information above one by one, and then summarized two important pieces of information.
First, the Camorra base camp suffered a very violent attack, and many people died.
Second, that guy yesterday actually turned into Camorra's godfather today? !
It was really hard for him not to connect the two things together.
In addition to yesterday’s inquiry
He began to reasonably suspect that the person who came to the door today was probably the same person yesterday, and then controlled the entire Camorra in some way.
While becoming the godfather, he poured sewage on the ‘enthusiasm’ organization, taking the opportunity to divert conflicts and speak unanimously to the outside world.
It’s really a good plan!
It's just that this kind of thing is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do it.
Even stand-ins can be easily killed by modern weapons.
This is also the reason why the boss will not send them out easily.
So these newspapers can be said to reveal that person's powerful strength in a more comprehensive way.
"Is today April Fool's Day? This is too exaggerated."
"Why are you declaring war on us? Is it really the boss who sent someone to take action?"
"This is obviously a frame-up!"
"It's no longer important what it is. What's important is what to do about the bet between Bucciarati and the other party? The other party obviously won't let it go."
"Why don't you just ask your superiors for help and let the big shots take care of it."
"Come on, putting your life in other people's hands, don't you have any brains?"
"Ah! You dare to say that I have no brains, I will fight you!"
"That's enough, stop making trouble. Don't you still have a headache without seeing Bucciarati?"
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