stand-in creed

After searching every corner of his body where bullets could be hidden and confiscating the bullets together with Mista's gun, the black limousine slowly landed in the city of Rome.

Nero got out of the car, held Mista's collar by the back, and looked at Bugarati and Apache not far away.

"You have a good subordinate, Buccarati.

"Clearly knowing that if you kill me at an altitude of 8000 meters, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving, but you still shoot at me, just because you can ascend to the throne of "cadres" as soon as possible. "

"..."

Bugarati quickly glanced at the Mista that Nero was carrying.

Although it seems that the state is very bad, one thing is certain, that is, Mista is still breathing and is still alive.

Seeing this scene, Bugarati took a deep breath: "You want to blackmail us with Mista?"

Nero snorted.

"Using him to blackmail you? If you think so, it means that you still underestimate me, Bugarati. I don't need hostage-taking as a gangster's method to deal with you.

"It's not a threat, it's—

"—sincerity."

Done.

Nero threw the unconscious Mista back to Buccarati.

"...?" Bugarati asked.

"...!" Apache said.

Seeing the shocked eyes of the two, Nero moved his shoulders.

"This is not only a little sincerity I am giving you, but also telling you one thing - I, Nero Zeppelin, no matter who I want to kill any of you, no matter how bad I want to be against any of you, I will be fair It's not because I disdain to do it, if the enemy is strong enough, I will use any move.

"You are not strong enough yet."

"So what exactly are you trying to say? What do you want my 'blues' to do? "

Apache asked, frowning.

Combined with Nero's words before the fight, Apache knew that this powerful enemy named Nero was after him, but he didn't understand the opponent's motives.

Nero glanced back and forth between Apache and Buccarati.

Immediately Nero asked.

"Leo Apache, how much can you earn in a year of enthusiasm."

"……what?"

"The per capita annual income in Italy is about 300 million lire. Then you should earn more if you are engaged in illegal business? Five hundred million? One billion?"

"It's not that exaggerated. At most, it's a little more relaxed than when I was a policeman. 6000 to [-] million is about the same. By the way, is it possible that you are planning to buy me with money? Let me tell you, even if I die, I will not betray Buga. Lati's plan..."

"100 billion."

"……what?"

It was not Apache who made the doubt, but Buccarati, who was a little confused.

As for Apache, after hearing this number, he was stunned for a long time before he gradually realized what Nero was talking about.

"What the hell are you talking about? You suddenly said 100 billion without thinking..."

"100 billion lire, this is the "annual salary" I can offer you on behalf of the company, Apache. "Nero said as a matter of course, "Don't look at me with that kind of exaggerated eyes, your substitute does have such value. "

However, as soon as Nero finished speaking, Apache responded.

"I reject."

"Huh?"

Nero looked at this guy named Apache even more curiously.

Immediately Nero thought about it and said: "The look in your eyes is not greedy and wants to increase the price, but for another reason. Mind telling me?"

"There is no complicated reason, I am Bugarati's subordinate, and I will never betray Bugarati! That's all."

Apache said naturally.

In the decisive words, there was not even a single leeway left.

On the contrary, Buccarati looked at Nero: "Wait, let's not talk about whether you and the "company" in your mouth have such financial resources... You don't hesitate to spend such a huge price to get the "Melancholic Blues" "What exactly is the power of..."

"There's no need to ask him, Bucciarati, I'm not interested in his work."

Apaki pressed Bugarati's shoulder and said as a matter of course.

Nero nodded.

"That is to say, as long as I dig Bucciarati, you will follow naturally, right?"

"...?"

Apache froze for a moment.

Although the logic is such a logic, there seems to be something wrong.

Nero looked at Bucciarati: "Buggarati, I am gradually becoming curious about you. A subordinate Mista who is willing to risk his life to pave the way for you, a man who would rather give up tens of billions of lire in annual salary to pay for you. Your desperate subordinate Apache, in other words——

"If you get you, you get them all.

"Then what's your price tag?"

"..."

Bugarati took a deep breath.

Immediately, Bucciarati said seriously: "Sorry, no matter what price you offer, I will not accept your solicitation. On the first day I joined the organization, I swore an oath to the organization and the boss." Loyalty! Even if the organization seems to be on the wrong path now, I am still a "passionate Bucciarati".

"I will become a cadre of the organization and then get the organization back on track. This is the path I, Bruno Bucciarati, will take!"

"..."

Nero was getting more and more curious.

Just like Mista and Apache are loyal to Bugarati, what kind of charm does the boss who can make Bugarati swear allegiance?

Really curious.

Thinking of this, the curious Nero turned around and walked into the distance.

"……Hey?"

Seeing Nero who walked away without any regrets, Apache was stunned.

Bugarati couldn't help shouting: "You..."

"Bruno Bucciarati, although I seem to have the option of kidnapping you and forcing Apache to work for me, just like the "price" I offered for Apache, I need him to investigate Things are so important that Apache must be willing to help from the bottom of his heart.

"There are many substitute messengers, but it is difficult to choose a suitable substitute messenger. If I kill any of you, I will never miss the ability of "Melancholy Blues". Because of this——

"You guys who don't know what is good or bad have taken a life."

The voice fell.

A note floated quietly, and it floated into Bugarati's hand.Looking down, it was a string of numbers.

"I won't kill you this time, just call my cell phone if you change your mind.

"Before that, if you guys try to attack me again, even if you have to give up the ability of "Melancholy Blues", I will mercilessly send you to heaven.So--

"——Ciao."

Chapter 19 Black Sabbath Part [-]

Mista on the back seat slowly opened his heavy eyelids.

What came into view was the car driving on the road, Bugarati sitting on the front passenger seat with a serious expression on his face, and Apache driving.

"...Wake up, Mista."

Bugarati turned his head and smiled.

Mista sat up slowly: "I'm still alive? No, that's not the point. How is that guy? Have you defeated him!"

Apache took over the words: "Defeat him? The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel—the mission failed, think about how to deal with that fat pig like Polpo."

Bugarati sighed: "Although I don't know what that guy is planning, but if he didn't happen to discover the ability of "Melancholy Blues", we might really die there... To be honest, Ah Paki, although I always felt that I valued each of you, I really didn't expect you to be so valuable. "

"……valuable?"

Mista blinked.

What are these two talking about.

Bugarati explained: "The guy brought you back from a high altitude and returned you to us very cleanly and decisively, and sent an invitation to Apache——

"Annual salary of 100 billion lire!"

"One one one ten billion?!"

Mista's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, and he looked at Apache in the driver's seat with a calm expression.

Then, Mista began counting with his fingers.

"How many zeros are ten billion? One, two, three, four... ten zeros? Don't tell me you said no, Apache!"

The Italian lira is considered a rather worthless currency. The exchange rate with the euro is about 1936:1, and the largest denomination of banknotes is even as high as 50 lire.According to the trajectory of history, the Italian lira will be history in another year or so.

Today, when the Italian lira has not stopped circulating, tens of billions of lira are worth more than five million euros.

The corner of Apache's mouth raised: "I just refused, what's the problem? Mista? I'm Bugarati's subordinate. If I betrayed because of a little money, what's the difference with those shameless gangsters?" ?”

Mista yelled as a matter of course: "Idiot Apache! At this time, we have to find a way to get the money first, and then we will happily divide it! Counting Fugo and Nalanja, everyone 20 billion per person is so happy!"

"It's you, Mista!" Apaki's mouth twitched.

"Think about it clearly, that guy is a rich man who can offer an annual salary of tens of billions of lire, and the person with this kind of authority is undoubtedly the top person in the "company" he said!So here comes the problem, the company this guy belongs to undoubtedly has a large number of stand-in messengers.

"Accepting his invitation would amount to a betrayal of enthusiasm.

"Beating people up for taking his money is tantamount to betraying his company again.

"I don't have that many lives to be hunted down by two organizations while keeping this huge sum of money! Not even a cat with nine lives is enough!"

Speaking of this, Apache smiled and looked at Bugarati beside him.

Apache said again: "So, Bugarati, you must become a big cadre beyond Polpo! This is the trust of me, Leo Apache, worth tens of billions of annual salary!"

"..."

The corner of Bugarati's mouth twitched.

Although Bugarati is very happy that he has such loyal subordinates, to be honest, he still feels a little distressed when he thinks of passing tens of billions of lire by.After all, the sum of the treasures that Polbo's fat pig had helped him hide for so many years was only about this amount.

If I really take Apache and the others to change jobs together, Apache is worth tens of billions, can I, Mista, Fugo, and Nalanja add up to two or three billion?

It hurts so much.

"Don't think about it, Mista." Buccarati held this feeling in his heart, not showing the slightest expression on his face, "We have to go back and report to Polpo—the report on the failure of the mission. "

"..." Mista.

"..." Apache.

The expressions of the two gradually became serious.

Bugarati took a deep breath: "On the way back, let's sort out the information on Nero Zeppelin."

"Nero Zeppelin? His full name?" Mista was taken aback.

"The name that guy said when he threw you to us. Judging from the tight-knit style, it doesn't seem like he slipped his mouth, but he told us "intentionally" so that the organization can investigate him further.Like today he hooked us like a fish! "Apaki said.

Bugarati looked at Mista: "Mista, tell me what happened to you in the sky. At that time, he was flying so high that we couldn't see what happened in the sky from the ground."

Mista shook his head helplessly: "Of course you couldn't see it. That guy...he directly stayed me at an altitude of "8000 meters"! "

"8000 meters?!"

Apache was startled.

The hand holding the steering wheel trembled, and the vehicle drove directly on the road in an elegant S shape.

Mista was taken aback: "Be careful, Apache!"