JOJO hiding in the hunter world

Originally, I planned to have a good, fair fight with him, but there's no time.

Improving combat skills isn't urgent either, and if reinforcements arrive later, Jon can't guarantee he won't use his signature stand.

Although Jon can't fully mobilize his stand's power right now, he can still mobilize a portion of it. Just now, Jon relied on this to deliver a soul-crushing blow.

The stand's arms are very distinct, mostly strange and bizarre. Before changing their appearance, the stand was very obvious. Jon's arms were only as developed as those of regularly exercising people his age, but the stand's arms were basically like those of a bodybuilder.

Now that he's changed his appearance, using the thread-like body to lengthen his physique, it's about the same. Jon can circle around to attack the enemy's rear like this, and the surveillance won't be able to tell that he used his stand.

The only flaw now is the time erasure from just now, but with a blockhead like Mark only seeing it once, he probably won't be able to guess what it is.

In this world, only Kuroro probably knows my ability. The range of time erasure is the entire world. He can sense the time erasure, but he can't find Jon's exact location.

Time erasure allows a creature to lose consciousness in the following period and only act on instinct, but time erasure is useless against non-living things.

That is to say, Jon's activities can still be captured on surveillance, but it doesn't matter. They will mostly think it's some kind of mental interference and won't think about time erasure.

Jon is preparing to clear out the surrounding grunts and find a place to run.

But a huge force came from his left chest, and Jon couldn't resist it. He fell to the ground.

"NO.5, what the hell is going on? Weren't you supposed to be defending this side?"

"I clearly deflected that bullet!"

"NO.5 shouldn't be lying. It must be the opponent's ability that caused it. Idiot NO.3."

"NO.6, what do you mean? Do you want to fight!"

Listening to the noisy Sexy Pistols, Jon felt a headache.

Jon lay motionless on the ground, listening to the Sexy Pistols arguing in his ear, thinking about his current situation.

Jon knew he had been ambushed, and he only knew the approximate direction of the attacker, but he didn't know the exact location.

If he gets up directly now, he will definitely be hit again, and this posture is not easy to defend.

Blood was still oozing from the bullet hole in Jon's temple. If someone got close, they would find golden light emanating from Jon's wound, and the muscles around the wound were wriggling frantically towards the center.

It could have been healed instantly before, but now he's playing dead and can't breathe too deeply, so the healing speed can't be accelerated.

Just now, NO.3 said that he had kicked the bullet away, but the bullet still hit me, indicating that the attacker's ability should be similar to Emperor, allowing them to adjust the direction after firing.

The power of this bullet should be that of a heavy sniper rifle. An ordinary gun can't even scratch Jon's skin. He blocked it with so many blessings. You must know that Jon's defense is one of the best even in the Phantom Troupe.

But he was indeed a little careless just now, thinking that he could just solve these surrounding small fries.

I didn't expect a ruthless one to suddenly appear. Fortunately, I solved the enhancement-type guy just now, otherwise, I would definitely have to use obvious stand abilities if I wanted to run.

The surrounding minions looked at Jon, who was lying on the ground and unable to get up, and hesitated. They didn't know if Jon was dead or not.

Although Jon was motionless, this man, who claimed to be Jotaro, was as strong as a demon, instantly killing more than a dozen people and going on a rampage among a group of armed people.

He even beat their boss to the ground. Not only that, but when he fought with Boss Mark, they supported him with handgun fire.

That monster named Jotaro didn't dodge. He didn't even bother to defend against the handgun bullets. He just stood there, and the bullets automatically fell. What is this? It must be magic!

Most of the brothers were so scared that they pissed their pants. Ordinary people don't know the world of Nen users at all. In their eyes, Boss Mark is just a slightly stronger and better fighter. How can he fight this inhuman monster?

"Is he dead or not?" A man in black tugged at the sleeve of another man in black next to him.

"How would I know? You're asking me, who am I going to ask?" Although his tone was irritable, he was obviously less confident because of the battle just now.

Their whispers did not escape Jon, who had enhanced his perception with Ripple. At this time, Jon had almost healed the wound on his head. The blood stains on the outside had not yet dried, so it was impossible to tell.

At this time, a thick and steady voice came from the speakers on the ceiling of Kabukicho.

"Go over there quickly and see if he's dead. If he's dead, wave at the window. If he's not dead, run away directly."

It's not that the opponent is kind. These people will block his line of sight and hinder him from killing the enemy. In fact, he could have fired another shot, but that attack just now consumed too much of his Nen.

His name is Christian, and his ability is the One-Shot, One-Kill Gun. He can first lock onto a target with a gun, and then fire. The bullet will definitely hit the location he locked onto.

But the power of the gun is related to the Nen he puts into the gun. The more Nen, the greater the power, and vice versa.

In fact, he had shot Jon once before, but Jon didn't even scratch his skin with the double defense of Ripple and Nen. Jon didn't notice it either, thinking it was just a stray bullet from the Sexy Pistols.

That shot just now almost used up half of his Nen. If it's not necessary, he doesn't want to use this trick again now.

After a while, two people approached Jon cautiously and slowly under the pressure of their superiors, still holding guns in their hands, of course. Although they knew it was useless, holding them was more reassuring than not holding them.

Holding a gun provides some psychological comfort. They slowly approached. Fortunately, ordinary people can't see stands and can't hear the voices of stands, so they can't hear the Sexy Pistols arguing.

Jon knew that the Sexy Pistols were useless and still arguing next to his ears, so he simply unloaded the card, and the whole world was quiet.

Jon replaced the Sexy Pistols with Arts \u0026 Crafts. Although the ability to block bullets has decreased a bit, it doesn't have much impact. In fact, Arts \u0026 Crafts is more advantageous than the Sexy Pistols in defending against those sure-hit attacks.

Jon even temporarily abandoned Ripple to prevent them from seeing Jon's breathing. Jon directly stopped breathing.

They are not vampires, and their hearing should not be that good. They should not be able to hear the sound of his heartbeat.

Sensing them approaching, Jon's heart did not waver at all.

Step, they took another step closer to Jon.

Jon's nostrils twitched, it's here.

"Crimson King, erase the next time!"