Soon after, the car drove smoothly into the Camorra estate.

When the two of them entered the inside, they saw several corpses being carried out of it.

Obviously, the shortcomings of adopting such iron-blooded methods to ascend to the top have begun to show.

Not everyone is so easy to fool, and there are always some guys who are loyal to the original owner.

If Abel were an ordinary person, he would have died dozens of times by this time.

But it's a pity that all these small tricks that can't be put on the table have been overcome by Abel.

Assassinate?

Poisoned?

What else is there, let's use them all.

In the banquet hall, Bugarati finally saw the man again.

And compared with the last time, the power on the other party's body has become stronger, just a look actually makes his breathing heavy.

"Bugalati, you're finally here, sit down."

"Notify below, let's get started."

As Abel finished greeting gently, the interesting thing is that the coercion also disappeared.

Immediately, a series of delicate and expensive dishes were served on the table.

After waiting for the dishes to be ready, Abel said as if jokingly: "Because the methods used before were a little more intense, there should be a lot of people in this manor who want to kill me now." I'm not sure if there is any poison in these dishes and drinks, so let's ask for more blessings. ”

After speaking, he ignored the uneasy faces of the very few people, and directly began to eat.

And for fear that poison would not kill him, he tasted almost every dish and drank a lot of red wine.

Seeing this, Bugarati thought he was testing his courage.

In addition, Abel had eaten them one by one, and he felt that he should be fine, so he also began to prepare something to eat.

But just as his fork was stretched out and aimed at a certain dish, Abel's voice sounded at the right time.

"Well, that Neapolitan grilled lobster does taste good, but it's a little bit worse. It is supposed to prevent the poison inside from evaporating, so the amount and time of roasting with sake are deliberately shortened, and I personally don't recommend this dish very much. ”

"The Mireste macaroni next to it is relatively better, because the poison in it is a compound poison and needs to be drawn out by red wine, so as long as you don't drink alcohol, you won't die of poison."

"And that Osbock beef knuckle over there."

As if suddenly interested, Abel began to taste the dishes at this table extremely professionally.

Especially the poison in it, he is almost like a treasure, and he is still reminiscing about it from time to time.

The people around were already frightened and fell to their knees, out of such a big basket, waiting for their fate can be imagined.

On the contrary, it was those who had individual motives, and all that appeared on their faces at this moment was unbelievable doubts, and then they turned into resentment.

They couldn't understand why these various poisons collected from the black market couldn't kill each other.

They obviously put it in with their own hands, and they also watched each other eat it.

Did you get dropped halfway?

Their actions have long been discovered?

"Die!"

A few people who couldn't help it immediately rushed over, picked up the knives and forks on the table and stabbed at Abel's vital points.

But the next moment, their movements were all frozen in place, eroded by a cold air into lifelike ice sculptures.

At the same time, Abel was still unhurriedly cutting the steak on the plate and then serving it in his mouth.

"Well, sure enough, it's more fragrant."

"Tell Stella to get the garbage out there."

Soon a group of people came in and carried all the ice sculptures away.

"What's wrong with eating, isn't it unappetizing?"

Giorno and Bugarati silently put down the dishes and said in unison, "I ate it before I came." ”

"Well, that's not a good idea."

Abel shook his head regretfully.

Giorno and Bugarati said in their hearts: "This kind of mouthful, they are indeed unblessed. ”

Although they also wonder if these dishes are really poisonous, why is Abel okay after eating it.

But let them taste it for themselves, and they certainly won't joke with their lives.

So the feast became Abel eating alone, and everyone else watching.

Finally waited until the meal was over.

Abel took them elsewhere.

"Looks like you've got the answer, Bugalati."

After lighting a cigarette for himself, Abel said straight to the point.

"Before giving an answer, I want to make sure of one thing to Your Excellency, what I want, can it really be changed?"

Bugarati's expression was very serious.

He didn't care about his own safety, he just wanted to know if he could get there by jumping here from the Passion organization.

If not, why would he bother?

And Abel's answer was: "In my jurisdiction, all those who dare to touch 'flour' are at your disposal." If you can't handle it, come to me and I'll uproot them. ”

With this sentence, it is enough.

Bugalati is noticeably more relaxed.

At the same time, he was the first to dare to promise him like this. Boss!

"Can I trust you? BOSS。 ”

"Time will tell."

In this way, Bugarati gave his own answer, and also brought good news, and will try his best to bring the whole team members over.

Beyond that, there was all he knew of valuable information about the Passionate.

"Bugarati, from now on you are Camorra's counselor, and Giorno is my agent, you must cooperate well."

In the mafia, a staff officer or adviser is also a very important position, usually filled by the boss's most trusted cronies.

Not only is he responsible for mediating disputes within the family, but he also acts as a bodyguard for the agent, the second boss, and his main task is to 'legitimize' all the specific actions of the family.

Therefore, there is a natural cooperative relationship between the staff officer and the agent, and one will prosper and the other will lose.

Now the stage, Abel has set up for them.

As for how wonderful the performance can be, it's up to them.

So while driving away from the manor, Bugarati suddenly proposed, "Find a place to eat first?" Then I'll introduce you to a few more people. ”

Giorno nodded, "It just so happens that I'm a little hungry too." ”

The same experience before gave them a common topic, and at the same time, it was also the basis for cultivating tacit understanding and trust.

In addition, since we are going to act together in the future, there are some things that we still need to talk about in advance.

Besides, Bugarati's subordinates are not easy to get along with.

Bugarati also needs to let the two sides meet in advance to see if everyone is compatible.

Even if he made up his mind to leave, he wouldn't fool his own people.

If you really can't do it, you can only gather and disperse, just like Fuge.

(End of chapter)