One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

“Mr. Abel, Camorra Estate…we have arrived.”

Abel glanced out the window and saw that it was indeed a beautiful manor with a very large area.

Moreover, the security forces are also very well coordinated.

Simply by staying there, they had already attracted the attention of the gatekeeper, who then began to contact his superiors via walkie-talkie.

But Abel chuckled and got out of the car.

"If you want more for your fare, then follow me."

Giorno hurriedly caught a box of pizza that the other person threw through the car window...

Upon opening it, a look of utter confusion immediately crossed my face.

Sure enough, believing that this guy would pay the fare was making me the biggest fool in all of Naples!

but……

What on earth does this guy want to do?

Should I really go and see for myself?

Just as Giorno was looking conflicted, Abel arrived alone at the manor gate.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

"This is private property; entry is prohibited!"

As soon as they got close, two guards stopped them.

Abel said nothing, but simply put his hand into his pocket.

This one action immediately touched a nerve with the two guards.

They quickly drew their guns, pointed them at Abel, and shouted, "Don't move! Slowly take your hand out of there!"

At this point, if Abel were to make even the slightest move that could be misunderstood, he would likely be shot dead immediately.

Abel smiled gently and, as they had instructed, slowly took his hand out of his pocket.

Seeing that he was very cooperative, the two of them relaxed a little.

Because what Abel took out wasn't a weapon, much less a pistol, but merely... a pack of cigarettes.

"Relax, I just want to borrow a light."

As Abel spoke, he approached the two men.

However, these two weren't stupid; would they really borrow a light?

What normal person would dare to come to Camorra Manor and ask them for a light?

They even brandished their guns, but the other side not only wasn't afraid, they even dared to approach them?

This person definitely has a problem.

The two men exchanged a glance, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang bang bang!

Giorno had just opened the car door when he heard gunshots and immediately ran towards them.

When he reached the manor gate, he saw two guards lying dead on the ground, their necks broken, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable before they died.

The man who killed the two stood to the side, showing no sign of tension, holding a lighter and lighting a cigarette.

Then the lighter was thrown at one of the people, as if returning it to its rightful owner.

"Hey, what took you so long? Keep up, the show's about to start."

Abel exhaled a long plume of smoke, greeted Giorno, and then gestured for him to follow.

Giorno was clearly stunned.

He instinctively followed, then hurriedly asked, "Do you know what you're doing? This is Gamora's stronghold! You actually killed the guard just now? You're in big trouble!"

As I passed the two bodies, I could still hear voices coming from the walkie-talkie, asking if they had resolved the issue and why they weren't answering.

The person is already dead, how do you answer that?

Abel simply shrugged and replied, "Actually, I didn't want to fight back, but they were so rude. I just wanted to ask them for a light, and they suddenly started shooting at me. What could I do?"

"Oh, they really do deserve to die," Giorno thought to himself, his face expressionless.

"By the way, did you finish your pizza? It tasted good, didn't it?"

"I haven't had a chance to eat yet..."

Giorno then thought to himself, "How dare you bring that up! Who would pay for a pizza with just a box of food?! And it's only been a few minutes, how could he possibly finish it?"

"Never mind then, we can eat it later. By the way, there should be a lot of delicious food here."

"probably."

Giorno was exhausted. He still didn't know what this guy was doing here, and he wondered if he had lost his mind to come along.

Will he be mistaken for an accomplice and shot on the spot?

He began to regret it.

As the saying goes, whatever you fear will come.

They had barely stepped into the manor and gone a short distance when a large group of mafia members armed with various firearms surrounded them.

"Who are you two? How dare you kill our men and then swagger in like this!"

The leader immediately questioned him.

There's only one reason why the other person didn't fire immediately or subdue them: they appeared far too calm.

It makes it hard to pinpoint the source of the other party's confidence.

It's one thing to kill someone and not run away, but to dare to swagger in like that. Doesn't that mean the other party is fearless?

Could it be that some important person has really arrived?

It's no wonder he suddenly came up with so many things in his mind; anyone who saw this scene would have some doubts.

In particular, the important figures in the manor also gave him the same order: he was absolutely not allowed to shoot and kill anyone before he knew the other party's identity.

“I’m someone you Camorra can’t afford to mess with. If you don’t want to die, lead the way. I’m in a hurry. If I’m any later, I won’t make it onto today’s news.”

Key words: Camorra is not to be trifled with; if you don't want to die, you'd better hurry and make the news.

The man's expression immediately hardened!

It turns out he's a big shot who frequently appears in the news!

That statement was clearly a warning, implying that their entire force could be wiped out and everyone killed at any time.

Now no one dared to make any rash moves.

In reality, Abel was simply stating a fact.

Every sentence is literal.

Due to this beautiful misunderstanding, the person in charge finally received instructions from his superiors to lead the people into the manor, and that he was no longer needed to do anything else.

This immediately put his mind at ease.

This hot potato can be sent out soon.

He, a nobody, had no right to participate in the clashes between big shots.

So he immediately ordered everyone to put away their weapons, then forced a smile and kindly escorted the two inside.

Chapter 670 Who's in favor, and who's against?

Giorno initially thought he was going to die and was trying to figure out how to escape using the power of Gold Experience.

As a result, Mr. Abel changed the other party's attitude with just one sentence, and they were invited in with great respect.

Even though two corpses were still lying at the entrance of the manor...

what is this?

Could it be that Mr. Abel's identity is quite extraordinary?

It's not impossible.

No wonder they dared to do such a thing; they were confident enough.

This discovery also really put Giorno at ease.

But the truth is, he was too young and celebrated too soon.

After escorting the two to the outside of the reception room in the manor, the squad leader finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The boss is waiting for you two inside, so I'll take my leave now."

In the Mafia, the leader is called the boss, or Don.

Abel nodded slightly. "Has anyone ever told you that your smile is ugly?"

The squad leader felt wronged, and the awkward smile on his face froze. He didn't know whether he should put it off or not.

Abel sighed, "Never mind, don't laugh next time, it's too scary."

The squad leader nodded quickly, resuming his cold, poker face.

Yes, that's more like it.

Abel pushed the door open with satisfaction, not even bothering to knock.

Giorno followed closely behind.

Inside, because they were unsure of Abel's true identity, almost all of Camorra's important figures were present as a precaution.

"Welcome, both of you. I am Sam, the current owner of the Camorra family. You can call me Sam. Please have a seat."

An older man, probably in his forties or fifties, gave a self-introduction that was both enthusiastic and reserved. Then everyone in the room turned their attention to Abel and Giorno.

Because this is when they introduce themselves.