When mentioning "flour" and the tragic death of his parents, Bucciarati's face suddenly turned very ugly. He could no longer remain calm and slammed his hands heavily on the table.

Seeing this, Mista and his men who were on high alert immediately stood up and made moves to draw their guns, but were stopped by a gesture from Bucciarati.

Abel was still slowly savoring his steak, completely unmoved.

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

First, Bucciarati was clear-headed, had a high sense of responsibility and leadership, and was very loyal, of course, before he knew that the organization had started selling "flour".

Second, Bucciarati is highly valued and trusted by the organization and knows a lot of intelligence information. If used well, he can gradually disintegrate Diavolo's subordinates and forces.

Third, as long as Bucciarati is captured, it is very likely that the entire team he is in will be captured, and five Stand users will be obtained as helpers. Conversely, the betrayal of Bucciarati's team can also cause considerable losses to the [Passion] organization.

As one thing increases while the other decreases, the difficulty of the task will be greatly reduced.

Fourth, Abel wanted to become the godfather of the largest mafia in Italy, so he needed some trustworthy and capable people to help him achieve his goal. How long would it take him to accomplish this by himself?

To sum up, Bucciarati is a very useful tool.

So Abel didn't want to kill anyone unless it was absolutely necessary.

"What's the name of the second largest mafia organization here?"

Although he didn't know why he asked such a strange question, Bucciarati still answered with a cold face.

"Gamora."

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

Chapter 668: A Little Warning

Is there something wrong with this person's brain?

Abel's words made Bucciarati unable to move.

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

Bucciarati seriously suspected that the mysterious guy in front of him might not be even older than him.

So the Godfather?

Do not make jokes.

If other mafias knew that the 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 the gangs!

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Abel didn't explain. After all, at this moment, he really wasn't one.

But after tonight, that may not be the case.

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

"You'll have three days to deal with everything and come back to me, otherwise you'll bear the consequences."

Just after finishing his steak, Abel elegantly wiped his mouth with a napkin, then stood up and left.

He had already decided to start with Camorra, who was ranked second.

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

It's not the time to take action against him yet.

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

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

Just when he was feeling upset, the conversation between Mista and others suddenly caught his attention.

"Huh? What is this? It hurts..."

Narancia suddenly pulled out a long, thin ice spike from the back of his hand, feeling a little puzzled.

The weather outside was scorching hot, so where did the ice come from? And how did it prick his hand?

Narancia was puzzled, and then he noticed that Fuge also had an identical ice spike on his neck.

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

Fu Ge was stunned for a moment, then he reached out and touched it, and it really was there!

Then Mista and Apache also found the same ice spikes on different parts of their bodies.

"Bucciarati, check if you have any?"

Bucciarati's expression tightened, and he quickly checked himself, then found an ice spike that had been stuck in the heart-shaped skin on his chest.

Then he quickly walked to the seat where Abel had just sat and looked at the table.

I saw an Arabic numeral condensed with ice on the plate...3!

Apparently a reminder to him that he only had three days.

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

Because they have confirmed that this is just an ordinary ice thorn and does not contain any poison.

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

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

Could it be a long needle contaminated with a deadly poison?

Or a sharp knife, slitting their throats and piercing their hearts?

Everyone's complexion turned unhappy.

This warning hovered over their heads like the sword of Damocles.

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

Fortunately, I didn't take action because there were so many people here, otherwise the consequences would have been out of control.

"Don't tell anyone what happened today."

After a moment of silence, Bucciarati immediately gave instructions.

Hearing this, everyone nodded in unison.

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

But when it was time to pay the bill, 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 or eat free meals like other gang members, it doesn't mean they like to be cheated.

But the restaurant manager's subsequent explanation left them speechless.

"It's like this, the guest who just sat here said that it was charged to your account."

"..."

Bucciarati's face was dark and scary. "Even a pot of black tea and a steak wouldn't cost that much, right?"

"Well, one is indeed not necessary, but the customer also ordered 100 steaks and 100 pizzas for takeout." (The most expensive ones)

The restaurant manager also said in embarrassment.

Hey!

At this moment, Bucciarati and his companions cursed at their hometowns in their hearts at the same time!

This is so damn shameless!

It’s fine if you just eat and drink for free, but you actually have the nerve to pack it up?

And that's 100 steaks and 100 pizzas? Aren't you afraid of dying of bloating?

Do you really think their money comes from the wind?

"Bill, please!"

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

When they walked out of the restaurant, the manager was still trying to force a smile, and he must have been very happy inside.

Naranja was very unhappy and said, "Why do we have to settle that guy's account?"

"Don't say anything. Just think of it as spending money to buy peace of mind."

Bucciarati knew that he didn't have to pay the money, but firstly, he wasn't that kind of person, and secondly, he wanted to see what the other party was trying to do.

At least the meal was paid for, so he would have something to talk about next time they meet.

So it's just a matter of one person willing to fight and the other willing to be beaten.

Of course, being unhappy is still very unpleasant.

Subconsciously touching his empty wallet, Bucciarati left alone with a blank 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, then went back to their homes.

……

The next day, Giorno Giovanna was still driving his car, looking for someone to take advantage of him near the airport.

But for some reason, he seemed absent-minded today.

Occasionally, when he looked around, he was extremely alert.

It's as if he's scaring himself.

"This is totally not going to work. Forget it, just treat it as a day off."

Giorno muttered to himself, then kicked the stones under his feet and sat back in the driver's seat.

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

Someone got on the bus.

"Excuse me, sir, I'm done with work." Giorno said subconsciously.

"You've already called it a day after the sun came out. Are you in such a hurry to become a gangster superstar?"

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

"It's you?!"

"I told you I'll be back to see you soon."

Abel, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, looked completely different from yesterday.

His civilian attire has been replaced with classic suits, and these are white suits that are difficult for ordinary people to pull off!

With this outfit, Abel's aura of a big boss becomes more and more evident.

Chapter 669 Borrowing a Light

"Do you know where the Camorra's headquarters is?"

"Know……"

Giorno answered subconsciously.

As a local boss who has lived here since childhood, Giorno certainly knows the name and location of Camorra.

"Then let's go. Don't worry, I will pay for your fare."

Abel's words seemed to have some magical power, prompting Giorno to actually start the car and drive towards the Camorra base.

Along the way, neither of them had any intention of speaking again and was very silent.

until……

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