JOJO hiding in the hunter world

The atmosphere was tense, everyone smiling superficially as if genuinely discussing business.

"Diao's culinary skills are truly excellent!"

"It's just a special Nen ability; my cooking skills are very ordinary."

None of them believed Diao's nonsense. Nen abilities awaken for a reason. Though diverse, they are manifestations of the user's mind. Without a passion for cooking, it's impossible to awaken such a Nen ability.

"Young man, would you be interested in working for the Philip family? We certainly wouldn't mistreat you."

"Salary is negotiable. Such delicious food in such a quiet place suggests too many people lack taste. How about partnering with our family to promote your fame?"

"I'm sorry, but I must decline. I'm used to being carefree and can't handle so many rules. Too many customers would also trouble me; I am rather lazy, after all."

"Rest assured, if you join the Philip family, we guarantee you won't be mistreated. We'll strictly control the number of customers."

This was a rather explicit invitation. The implication was that they would bring customers, but the Philip family would screen them.

"Still, no. That's not freedom. I prefer things to happen naturally. If people want to eat, they can come themselves, can't they? Besides, I pay protection fees, don't I?"

Qiao En's refusal was clear. Anyone should understand he dislikes being controlled. However, he was willing to abide by the Philip family's rules.

The uncle to Mark's left smiled unchangingly. "That's true, but your value is very high! Here, we may not be able to protect you from the prying eyes of those with ulterior motives."

"If you come to our headquarters, we're confident in ensuring your safety. After all, you pay protection fees, so we must protect you, mustn't we?"

Despite the high-sounding words, Qiao En had no need or desire to associate with a drug-trafficking gang.

He wasn't afraid of spies. As long as it wasn't Maha Zoldyck-level, escaping wouldn't be a problem.

"I'm not talented, but I can protect myself. Ordinary riffraff can't get close to me," Qiao En replied with a smile.

The uncle's face turned cold, displeased. "I won't force you. The young girl working in your shop, is her name Millyman?"

"She has no self-defense capabilities."

He looked at Diao with a playful expression, as if he had Diao cornered.

"I, Diao Brando, only want to live a peaceful life like a plant! Why disturb me?!"

"Although her life and death have nothing to do with me, and we're not very close, I'd feel guilty if she suffered death because of me!"

This is the so-called 'I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me'.

The black gang uncle behind them couldn't hold back any longer. He didn't understand the subtle nuances.

"Why not just kidnap him? He's just a weak chef anyway."

"Sorry, I don't like bullying trash usually; it lacks class."

"What do you mean by that?!" The black uncle stood up, his knuckles cracking.

"The boss specifically wants him alive. Be careful not to kill him, and don't hit his arms; it'll affect his cooking."

"Just leave him a breath? Got it. Breaking his legs shouldn't be a problem!"

The other two remained silent, tacitly agreeing.

"Diao, don't be impulsive. Think of others. We don't want this either. Why not come with us? You certainly won't be wronged."

The black uncle seemed unwilling to let Diao go. "You can't reason with this kind of kid. Just beat him up so he knows his place."

Diao looked at them arrogantly, as if watching monkeys playing in a zoo.

"What's with that look?!"

"The more you scheme, the more you'll realize that I, with absolute power, am insurmountable."

The black uncle felt pity for Diao. In his eyes, Diao was an ordinary person who had awakened Nen, never encountered other Nen users, and thought himself superior.

"Sorry, I wasn't clear. I wasn't just talking about you. I meant everyone here is trash."

The black uncle didn't want to listen anymore, kicking over the table and throwing a punch at Diao.

The black uncle's fist shattered the table between them.

Diao stood there calmly, raising his hand to block the black uncle's sudden attack.

The black uncle was surprised, but his second punch came without pause.

Mark and the others lowered their eyes; they could already foresee the outcome. Diao would not fare well.

The black uncle's Nen ability was Enhancement-type, but not a pure Enhancer like Uvogin; he was more like Phinks, with a special ability.

This black uncle's Nen ability was [Even-Numbered Blows]. The second attack on the same spot deals double damage.

For example, if he punches Qiao En once, then punches Qiao En in the same spot with the same force, the second punch will be twice as powerful.

Qiao En's Epitaph didn't foresee his ability; Qiao En didn't know he had such an ability.

Because the ability never had a chance to activate, Qiao En, holding the black uncle's fist, suddenly erupted a huge flame.

The near thousand-degree heat unexpectedly swept towards the black uncle's fist. Because he was about to throw a second punch, he concentrated Nen on his other hand, weakening the Nen on this hand.

Coupled with the near-zero-distance explosion of the high-temperature flame, it instantly crippled one of his hands.

The flames erupted like a volcano, pushing the black uncle away.

The flames covered the black uncle's entire body, turning him into a human torch, screaming miserably as he crashed into the wall, struggling frantically.

The other three were startled by Qiao En's sudden attack but reacted as the black uncle was sent flying.

Mark was instantly disfigured. Although he hadn't learned systematic Nen techniques, he already had a rudimentary form of 'Ken'.

Taking such a hit would cripple or kill Mark. Qiao En remained focused, ignoring the enemy in the blind spot.

I've won, the enemy in the blind spot thought to himself.

A silver light flashed by.

Huh, who's in front of me? Why am I spinning?

He didn't realize he was dead until his head fell.

Silver Chariot, check it out.