Chapter 20 Carne
"Skayaro is dead..."
Diablo impatiently dismissed Dichano, who was crying on the phone and shouting about revenge for his partner, and fell into silence alone.
He certainly wasn't feeling sad for his dead men, but was feeling ashamed for himself:
Half an hour, more than half an hour has passed!
How could someone survive for more than half an hour unharmed after sneaking a peek at his throne?
It felt like being suddenly bitten by a dirty, despicable, treacherous and cunning bald-haired rat. In the end, not only did I fail to kill the beast on the spot, but I also let it slip away and hide in a dark corner of the house.
It's really disgusting.
Diablo's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his rose-red hair moved in anger:
"Kill him, I must kill this stinky bug!"
"So what if I escaped once..."
"The whole of Italy is under my control. I want to see how long you can escape!"
Although Li Qing escaped, there are still two good news that can make Diablo feel relieved for the time being:
First, Li Qing was blind when he met him, and he didn't see Diablo's true appearance at all.
Second , both the yacht that Li Qing had taken before and the speedboat driven by Shikya Luo were equipped with GPS positioning devices.
With the Passion organization's dominance in Italy, Diablo can easily obtain the real-time positioning information of all ships at sea.
"Where the battle took place... is here."
Diablo opened his laptop and called up the ship's positioning system:
"After the two ships met in this sea area, the yacht that the bald man was on never moved again."
"He must have taken away Scyaro's speedboat, and then drove it away..."
He carefully examined the southern Italian nautical chart on the screen, and then roughly drew the direction of the speedboat's movement along the data points of its location:
"Naples?"
"In this direction, is he going to Naples?"
Because there are countless scattered small islands on the sea, this judgment cannot be fully confirmed.
But no matter what, judging from the general direction Li Qing is heading at the moment, his destination is indeed the southern port city of Italy, the ancient city of Naples located under Mount Vesuvius.
"What did he do in Naples?"
"Could it be that there are companions there to pick him up?"
There was too little information, and Diablo was unable to deduce Li Qing's intentions for a while.
He thought for a moment, and finally decided to make arrangements for Li Qing first:
"It takes at least six or seven hours to get from this sea area to Naples."
"My guards are scattered across Italy carrying out missions. The ones who can arrive in Naples this afternoon are..."
Although the organization is full of cadres and talented people, what Diablo can think of at this moment is the personal guard that is directly under his command.
Because hunting down Li Qing was related to his real identity and substitute ability, he did not want to let those organizational cadres who could not fully gain his trust and often used the "underdog" routine to take action unless it was absolutely necessary.
Diablo carefully recalled the whereabouts of his own guards and found that there was only one member of his guards currently on duty near Naples:
"Carne?"
"he?"
Diablo frowned tightly:
Kalne's Stand ability is very weak.
If it weren't for Kalne's crazy loyalty that made him a tool that could be used with confidence, Diablo would never have included this fat man with mediocre abilities into his personal guard.
but…
Kalne seemed to have told him that his stand could only display its true strength after his original body died.
At that point, his Stand is invincible.
Some special Stands do have extremely harsh activation conditions, and there are also Stands that can continue to survive after the death of their master.
However, Diablo still doubted the word "invincible" mentioned by Kalne:
after all…
You have never died, so how can you guarantee that your stand-in will be invincible after death?
Even though he knew that Kalne's Stand had a powerful trump card that could only be activated after his death, Diablo did not dare to fully believe that his fighting ability was enough to defeat Lee Sin.
After thinking it over, he finally chose to believe in himself:
“The flight from Palermo to Naples only takes one hour.”
"I'm leaving from Punta Raisi Airport by plane now. I should be able to reach the port of Naples before that bald guy and intercept him when he lands."
"I was careless when I let you escape last time. I won't make the same mistake again this time."
"but…"
"Just in case, we still have to give an order to Kalne first."
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Outside Naples, in an inconspicuous hotel.
"Mr. Carne, please..."
"Don't kill me."
A man collapsed helplessly in his own blood, his voice hoarse with pain:
"My boss ordered me to move those explosives and weapons to Naples. It was not my own decision."
"Believe me…"
"I secretly placed all the supplies in a port warehouse in Naples. I didn't sell them at all."
"You can go and see right now... I... I really didn't betray the organization!"
He tried his best to raise his head, begging for mercy from the fat man in front of him.
But Carne remained indifferent:
"The boss ordered you to do this?"
"hehe…"
"He's just a small fry in the logistics team, but he's so arrogant that he dares to steal and sell the organization's supplies in the name of his boss !"
Kalne raised his strong thigh and stepped on the bloody head of the traitor:
“Damn it…Damn it!”
" Do you think I can forgive your sins if you spit out the stolen goods now?"
"That's the boss, the supreme boss..."
"You despicable and shameless bug, how dare you use that filthy cavity in your head that only eats shit to blaspheme the boss's sacred name!"
Kalne was so angry that he almost went crazy, as if he saw the god he worshipped day and night being rudely blasphemed by a fanatic.
All the fat on his body was shaking in anger:
"explain!"
"Who is the person you are trading with? Do you have any accomplices?"
"Speak! Speak! Speak!"
Kalne's voice was full of madness, and the thigh that was stepping hard on the traitor's head also increased its strength unconsciously.
Finally...bang!
After all, that mortal's head could not bear the weight of a giant bear.
"Hmm..."
Kalne's face froze.
Then, he suddenly raised his foot and stomped hard on the already indescribable mass of things:
“Damn it…Damn it!”
"Who allowed you to die..."
"I haven't even asked for the name of your accomplice, and I haven't completed the task my boss gave me. How dare you die!!"
"hateful…"
"This is a task given to me by my boss himself!"
Kalne's angry roar echoed in the room, and at this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang.
Karne picked up the phone and took a look. A frenzy suddenly appeared on his twisted fat face:
"boss?"
"Why...why did you call in person?"
At this moment, his tone was as respectful as a believer praying to God:
"Report to the boss!"
"I have dealt with the scoundrel who stole the organization's supplies in your name. Please forgive me for not being able to find out who his accomplices were. But the weapons and explosives he stole seem to be hidden in a warehouse at the port of Naples..."
“That’s not important.”
"He's just a petty thief. You don't need to investigate further."
"Now I have a more important task to entrust to you, Kalne. You must do your best to complete it."
Diablo's oppressive voice rang out.
To Carnell, this voice sounded as sacred as the oath the king recited when conferring honors on a knight:
"Do your best...do your best..."
"boss…"
He couldn't wait and asked with great anticipation: "Are you saying that you are finally going to use my insignificant life?"
Diablo hesitated for a moment.
Although the loyal Kalnie was a good tool, the situation had gotten so out of control that he had no reason to care about the life of a tool:
"That's right."
"For my sake, please die."
