They both stayed, and he stayed.


    They both chose to leave, so he would leave.


    But Fuge, who was cueed, answered: "Are you crazy? Do you know how many substitute messengers the boss has like us?"


    "Once we find out that we are betrayal and leave, we will definitely send them to chase us. What will we do then?"


    "Bugalati, I know you are secretly investigating the organization''s selling of ''flour'' recently, but you can''t survive in this world by relying solely on your ideals."


    "So no matter what your final decision is, I will not leave, I choose to stay."


    Fuge''s answer made everyone think deeply.


    Because he was right, it was because of understanding that he became afraid.


    Leaving is not just about leaving.


    Among the mafia, betrayal is the most intolerable thing.


    And do you have to believe in a stranger who has only met once?


    They even don’t know what the other party is doing and what purpose it is.


    But unexpectedly, Fuge''s words made his heart hesitate, and Bugala, who was swaying, made up his mind.


    After that, in addition to Leo Apaki who clearly stated that he would advance and retreat with Bugalati, there was only Misda who had no opinion.


    However, after watching Misda make jokes while expressing his inner thoughts in a joke, everyone knew that what he wanted to see most was to be together, but if he had to make a choice, he would probably leave with Bugalati.


    This is the personal charm of Bugalati.


    At this point, Bugalati knew it.


    The day passed quickly.


    When the sun rose again, Bugalati found Giorno in the old place.


    Or Gioruno has been waiting for him here all the time.


    "So it''s you."


    After meeting, although Gioruno was a little surprised, he quickly figured out the key and understood Mr. Abel''s intention.


    "Are you waiting for someone?"


    "That''s right, I just didn''t expect that you were the one waiting for at the beginning."


    Giorno''s answer couldn''t help but raise Bugalati''s eyebrows, a little surprised.


    "I came to you to meet ''that person''."


    Giorno nodded without any surprise, "Get in the car, Mr. Abel has prepared a banquet at Camora''s manor."


    It''s true!


    A glimmer flashed through Bugalati''s eyes, and then she got into Giorno''s car without hesitation.


    The two of them fought hard the day before yesterday, and they were alive and dead.


    As a result, I got into a car today and it is very likely that I will even work together in the future.


    I have to say that fate is really amazing.


    What''s more interesting is that although the two have fought and had a fight, from the bottom of their hearts, they don''t hate each other, but instead agree with each other.


    Chapter 674 Backfire and Appreciation


    Not long after, the car drove into Camora Manor smoothly.


    When the two of them entered, they happened to see several corpses lifted out of them.


    Obviously, the disadvantages of using such iron-blooded means to gain power have begun to appear.


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


    If Abel was an ordinary person, he would have died dozens of times now.


    But unfortunately, all these small tricks that were not worthy of being on the table were overcome by Albert.


    Assassination?


    Poison?


    Any other means, use them all.


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


    And compared to the last time, the opponent''s power changed even stronger. Just a look made his breathing heavier.


    "Bugalati, you are finally here, sit down."


    "Notify me below and start."


    As Abel finished greeting him gently, interestingly, the pressure disappeared.


    Immediately, exquisite and expensive dishes were served on the table.


    After the dishes were all gone, Abel said as if he was joking: "Because the methods used before were a little more intense, there should be many people in this manor who want to kill me now. I am not sure if these dishes and drinks are poisonous. Everyone should be blessed."


    After saying that, he started to eat directly regardless of the uneasy expressions of many people.


    And I was afraid that I would not kill myself. I tasted almost every dish and drank a lot of red wine.


    Seeing this, Bugalati thought it was a test of his courage.


    In addition, Abel had eaten one by one, so he felt that it should be fine, so he also started to prepare for something to eat.


    But just as his fork reached out and aimed at a certain dish, Abel''s voice also rang out at the right time.


    "Well, that dish of Naples grilled lobster does taste good, but the heat is a little worse. It should be to prevent the poison from evaporating, so I deliberately shorten the amount and time of roasting with wine. I personally don''t recommend this dish."


    "The macaroni next to it is relatively better, because the poison inside is 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 Osbuck beef elbow meat over there..."