JOJO hiding in the hunter world

Jon didn't immediately pursue the three men, but instead walked unhurriedly in another direction.

Right now, Jon was going to the nearest express delivery pick-up point to collect the weapons he had previously ordered.

During the previous battle with the Troupe, Jon's weapons were basically destroyed. The set of weapons he had now was provided by Satotz as a friendly gesture. Although the quality was very good, it wasn't what Jon wanted.

For example, although these daggers were sturdy, durable, and sharp, their reflectivity was average. They weren't the best carrier for making mirrors. Even ordinary steel knives had better reflectivity than these.

These firearms were also top-notch. You couldn't find such high quality on the black market. Perhaps only the national army had such sophisticated weapons. However, most of them were rifles, which were inconvenient for Jon to carry, so Jon only took a few pistols.

Jon now had a modified revolver with increased power and a pistol shaped like a Desert Eagle strapped to his waist. Originally, Jon's age wouldn't allow him to apply for a gun license, but having a Hunter license also allowed him to carry a gun, so it wasn't considered illegal for Jon.

Satotz also felt very guilty about this operation. He didn't expect to provoke terrorists of the Phantom Troupe's level, so he didn't consider these factors. The preparations were insufficient, and the reward he mentioned earlier was far from enough to pay Jon for dealing with the Phantom Troupe.

However, Jon also knew Satotz's difficulties. Although tomb raiders made a lot of money, these serious archaeologists who wanted to protect cultural relics didn't actually have much savings.

Of course, except for Ging, who had other ways to make money, such as developing the Greed Island game, which made a huge profit. Most other relic hunters only had middle-class income levels.

However, Jon had to complain about the express delivery in this world. The development was too backward. Even in big cities, it wasn't very convenient.

Jon looked at the map, turned a corner, and walked into a small alley, arriving at the nearest express delivery center. All the express deliveries on the entire street were concentrated here.

Among hundreds of express deliveries, Jon quickly found the one that belonged to him. After all, Jon's express delivery package was very large.

Jon easily opened the package. Inside were the clothes Jon had customized, titanium alloy mirror-surface throwing knives, and some small items.

At the same time, in a very high-end club, three people were kneeling on the ground.

"What exactly happened? Why did collecting protection fees turn out like this for you guys?"

"It was nothing, just an accident…"

"An accident?" The man in the suit didn't believe Awei's nonsense. Could it be that another gang had attacked? But he immediately rejected the idea. If it were another gang, there would be some rumors, and they wouldn't specifically target these three insignificant lackeys.

"Boss, why are you protecting that bastard!" The two little blondes couldn't hold back their anger.

It seemed that it should be Awei's personal grudge. The man in the suit nodded thoughtfully.

"But, Awei, you are also my little brother! Even if it's your personal grudge, you can talk to your big brother about it."

"I am your big brother, I will protect you. Moreover, he dares to be so arrogant on the territory of our Philippe family without considering his own weight."

Awei was very touched by the man in the suit's words. After all, most mafia families had a group of henchmen under their bosses. They might not even remember the names of their henchmen. For them, the little brothers were tools for realizing their ambitions, expendable items.

But today, he received attention from that Mark boss who liked to wear suits, with no vested interests, just pure concern.

Mark was only in his early thirties, not much older than Awei. He liked to wear suits and dress himself neatly, and he also liked to exercise.

Once, eighteen-year-old Mark was recruited by the mafia for defeating more than twenty people on the street alone.

Although Mark rarely spoke to his little brothers, there was definitely no problem finding him whenever his little brothers were in trouble. As long as there was no betrayal, he was very good to his little brothers.

The two little blondes were critical of the green-haired Awei. "Boss, Awei doesn't know that bastard at all."

"Oh, not someone you know? Then why?" Mark was very puzzled. Since he didn't know him, why did Awei want to cover up the enemy's identity.

Awei was about to explain, but was interrupted by the blonde minion.

"Do you remember the new store that opened recently on Della Street?"

"Are you talking about the store that opened a few weeks ago and has no business at all?" Mark was also curious, because the location of that store was too good. Basically, no matter what you did, you wouldn't have no business at all, and he was also very puzzled about what this had to do with a small restaurant.

"Tell me about it in detail."

"Today we went to that store…" The blonde began to explain what happened to the three of them in that store.

It could be seen that this blonde minion was very unwilling, and the other also echoed repeatedly, adding fuel to the fire about what happened before.

But Mark was still clear about what kind of people they were. The store manager, Dio, shouldn't be as unbearable as they said.

He also didn't understand why Awei wanted to hide the truth. The silent Mark turned his gaze to Awei. The two blonde minions were still crying about their experiences.

After a long while, the two blonde minions realized the atmosphere and shut up.

"I have a general idea of what happened. You go down first. I'll think about it. Awei, stay."

"What's there to think about? Just beat him up!" The blonde minion hurriedly said.

"The boss has his own considerations. Now you get out! Don't you understand?" Awei spoke.

The two blonde minions covered their swollen faces and sullenly withdrew from the karaoke room. Only Awei and Mark were left in the room.

"Now, tell me, why did that man make you give up revenge and choose to hide it?"

"I'm sorry, boss, I was scared. That guy named Dio gave me a very familiar feeling."

"Boss, I'm a newcomer who joined last year. Thanks to the boss's promotion, I'm in my current position. Last year, I was working hard to become a Hunter."

"But, last year, after I was eliminated, I targeted a kid who got a Hunter license, about twelve years old, who defeated us with knives and guns unarmed. We can be considered good at fighting, but almost instantly we lost our combat power."

"Our guns were like toys to him. He was a demon in human skin. I gave up my plan to become a Hunter from then on, and this young man named Dio gave me the same feeling."

"Let's go, Awei, take me to see what that store manager Dio is like?"

"Boss, he's very dangerous. Don't because…"

"I know, I know what to do. I'm just going to take a look, I won't provoke him. I don't know if he has any plans to join the mafia."

What they didn't know was that Jon had already arrived outside the karaoke bar where they were.

Although Jon didn't have tracking skills, he still easily tracked them down here. When he hit them before, Jon grabbed a bit of the blonde man's hair.

With Highway Star's superhuman sense of smell, he could easily track them down.

At this time, Jon had also changed his vest. He was also afraid that the mafia would come to smash the place later. Although he was not afraid of being injured, it would be troublesome if things were broken. Although he was strong, he didn't have the ability to protect all his chairs in the middle of a group of people.

So Jon decided to take the initiative and use other things to attract the mafia's attention.

Of course, he couldn't use Dio's face.

Now he was dressed in black. He originally wanted to cosplay Feitan, but Feitan had already gone to prison. Using it casually would also bring unnecessary trouble to Chrollo, and now Jon was a few centimeters taller than Feitan. Other people were too tall, and the undeveloped Jon couldn't cosplay it.

It's decided, it's you, Jotaro Kujo!

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