The Wonderful Journey of the Best Villain

"This is my dream. To put it arrogantly, I do it because I think I am right." Bugarati turned around and faced his team standing next to the car. When all is covered up, I also want to stick to my own dream and move forward."

Bugarati turned his back to the afterglow, as if fading into the darkness, but his pale blue eyes seemed to be as dazzling as the Venus.

I did this because I felt I was doing the right thing.

Bugarati put his hand on his chest, "It's that simple, because being a cadre is my dream."

I no longer want to fall into a country where sin is invisible. I use all my strength to climb to the top of the organization and change this organization, so that I can pray to my father who died because of the poison pin in my fragile time.

In the silent place, in the darkness, it can also awaken my first dream.

Even if it is death, I can say one thing, don't care, I have done what I think is right, this is the purpose of my life.

"I won't pray to you, let alone order you. This is my dream and it has nothing to do with you."

"..."

The members of the team opened their eyes and looked at Bugarati tightly.

"Na! Bugarati!" Naranga said suddenly, "What are you talking about? How powerful is the assassination team you are talking about?"

"The whole of Italy has been upset by them." Foge whispered, facing the afterglow westward, a little dazzling.

"I have understood your awareness." Apache walked past Bugarati's body and hit his shoulder. "Stop saying this. From the time you decide to find a companion to join us, we Didn’t you just say it?"

"If you want to be a cadre, it is a real failure to retreat because the opponent is strong."

"What!" Naranja exaggeratedly said: "I thought what happened? It turned out to be because the assassination team might not be able to fight. I thought something happened. Didn't we just talk about it before? Cadres, and we haven't even touched the assassination team."

Misda looked at Foge, then at Bugalati, and couldn't help but feel strange.

He has just joined this group, and at the same time he is not good at thinking. He has a very simple personality, although the stand-in is very complicated.

He has seen Jonson Joffrey, just Jonson Joffrey, the youngest child in the assassination team, has that kind of aura, you can imagine the strength of the assassination team.

"I'm not good at thinking, I don't bother to think about things, but I ask you," Misda put his hands in his pockets and smiled, "You are a cadre, do you have countless money? And we killed the assassination team, and the boss is also Will you give us a lot of money?"

Bugarati smiled and nodded, and then Mista silently walked to Bugarati's side, "Hey, Choruno, get out quickly, don't let the four of us hello!"

Qiao Luno walked towards the four people expressionlessly.

Foge looked at Qiao Luno in disbelief, "I didn't mean to give in... Could you please think about it? What was the boss's previous order? Whoever caught the assassination team is the cadre!"

Fuge did not give up his analysis and said: "But it is not anymore. He ordered us to deal with the assassination team. He regretted his order, because he said that whoever caught the assassination team can become a cadre. , So that all Italian gangs targeted the assassination group, and every move of the assassination group was under everyone’s eyes."

"This means that everyone can know the purpose of the assassination team, and everyone will know that the hometown of the boss is in Sardinia!"

"!"

"So now the boss must suppress this order. Now he quietly tells us the purpose of the assassination team. There are two possibilities. One is that he trusts us, and the other is that he will kill us after the end!"

Silence permeated after sunset. After a while, Naranga hesitated and said, "Boss is not that bad, right..."

"Anyway, we already know it now," Qiao Luno, who has been silent, said suddenly. He was always silent, but his eyes were firm, and he could often make unexpected moves. "So we must make a choice, if the boss Just trust us, then we will have a boundless future. This is possible, because Bugarati’s loyalty to the organization is already shown by handing over 10 billion to the organization."

"Nowadays gangs rarely do this kind of thing."

Qiao Luno's tone is calm, coming from a calmness that doesn't fit his appearance at all. Such calmness can't help but make people sigh at what the young man has gone through to have such a consciousness.

"But, if you want to kill us," Qiao Lu Nor paused, "then betrayed, like the assassination team, as long as we persist, we will find the weakness of the boss."

Fuge looked at Qiao Lunuo in surprise, and couldn't help but quicken his breathing. The cold sweat on his forehead slightly soaked his blond hair. The hot sunset shone on his face. He couldn't even see the five people in front of him. Their brilliance seemed to be too. In verifying their correctness.

Foge lowered his head and smiled helplessly, "Have you been brainwashed by something? Bugarati! Sometimes it is smart to give up."

"Foge," Bugarati said softly, looking at the afterglow of Naples, "if that's smart, then let me be a fool for a lifetime."

Bugarati lightly glanced at Qoruno next to him, smiled, turned around, walked towards the setting sun, and then said:

"If I die, don't care, because the purpose of my life has been achieved."

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The broad sea surface was freezing cold, and it was already setting sun, and the afterglow had plated the entire sea surface with a golden splendor.

Lisoute looked at the red sun floating on the sea, and couldn't help but recall the wonderful years in Sicily.

"A beautiful view like this," Lisoute said softly to Jonson, "I often see it in Sicily, my hometown of your father and me."

Jonson nodded. Shocked me, I thought you said dio?

"However," it seemed that he was a rare and tasteful person, and Proschede walked between Jonson and Risoutt and exclaimed: "Such a scene has never been seen in my hometown and Bessie."

Jonson Joffrey looked at Proschede with dead eyes, and quietly moved away from him.

The reason why Prosit is good to Bessie is that, on the one hand, Bessie joined the assassination team only a few days ago. In fact, he is a newcomer to the assassination team just like Jonson, and it is even more recommended by Prossiete. On the other hand, Prosciut and him are hometowns, from the north of Italy, and Bessie's abilities and talents prove that he can become a very good assassin in the future.

So Prositte became Bessie's eldest brother as he deserved, and he took good care of him.

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Push a friend's book, this is a big brother.

It's the biggest guy among the friends I know.

"After the Friendship Degree is Full"