JOJO hiding in the hunter world

Ambo. Philip was anxiously waiting for the professional hunter-level bodyguards he had just hired from the bodyguard company.

The plane was late and only landed at 11:50, sending a message that relieved Ambo. Philip.

After all, half of the experts under his command had already died, and he was very panicked without anyone protecting him.

He came out secretly this time, and even the hotel records didn't show that he had checked in. He didn't dare to tell the people below about his travel plans, and only a few people around him knew.

The Passion Organization shouldn't be able to find his location so quickly, but every extra moment he stayed was a huge threat. He didn't know how long he could hide the news.

According to his guess, the Passion Organization's intelligence capabilities were not very good. After so many days, he hadn't seen anyone named Jotaro Kujo destroy other strongholds.

To be honest, although that stronghold was very large, it didn't even rank in the top five among the areas controlled by the Philip family.

Some very obvious strongholds had also been prepared with traps and ambushes, ready to give Jotaro Kujo a fatal blow the moment he appeared.

But after so many days, they hadn't even seen a hair. Jotaro Kujo seemed to be blind, completely ignoring those obvious clues.

Could it be that he had seen through them? But that's not right. These methods were just tests. If he was really that strong, he could completely ignore those ambushes.

But he couldn't say for sure. Ambo. Philip had gone from a street gangster to where he was today, relying not only on bravery, ruthlessness, and cruelty.

He relied on caution and careful calculation to step on other people's bones and live to this day.

Fortunately, the bodyguard team had arrived. Even if Jotaro came to kill him, they could block him for a while, and then he could escape by helicopter from the roof.

Some time ago, he heard that someone named Schelling in Youkeshin was shot down even while sitting in a plane, so he had to consider that they had air-to-ground attack methods.

So this time, he placed five helicopters on the roof to confuse the enemy.

Actually, he didn't really want to sit in a helicopter, nor did he want to sit in high-altitude facilities like Ferris wheels.

Because it made him feel insecure. This time, he wasn't in an empty building.

The lower thirty floors of this building were a commercial area with no one at night, but the floors above thirty were hotel rooms, and many rooms were currently occupied.

If Jotaro Kujo was really a messenger of justice as he claimed, he would definitely not dare to go all out.

He would definitely have to consider the ordinary people living next door.

His chances of winning were still very high, but it would be best if Jotaro Kujo couldn't find this place. Of course, this was just the best outcome, and it was also the most likely.

It was unlikely that Jotaro Kujo would come to his door, after all, they had been at peace before.

Anbo. Philip, still uneasy, also notified his subordinates to monitor the girl who was very close to DIO, hoping to obtain information about DIO from her.

Those bodyguards were also on their way.

At this time, outside the airport, many people got off the plane in a mighty manner. Even at night, there were still many people picking up passengers.

Five men in military uniforms, who looked well-trained at a glance, stood in a row and walked quickly, without any unnecessary movements.

Their eyes, through their sunglasses, constantly glanced to the side, constantly looking for something, without a trace of relaxation. There was no doubt that if someone attacked them, they could react instantly and counterattack.

However, this also made them very eye-catching in the crowd, standing out from the tired crowd.

After all, it was already night, and there was also jet lag. Most people's mental state was not very good.

They quickly locked onto several people holding signs to pick up passengers.

"Are you the ones sent by your boss to pick us up?"

"Yes, gentlemen. I will take you to the hotel to rest first, and then officially start the protection business during the day."

In fact, even the driver's little brother who came to pick up the plane didn't know that their boss was also in the hotel he was about to take them to.

Considering that he might not be able to beat them, and that they were the people the boss specifically wanted, he suppressed his anger in order not to offend the boss.

"Okay, lead the way." The five were also silent and didn't say anything more.

Language has loopholes. Some powerful psychological analysts can simply outline a person's personality based on a few words, and then guess his habits.

Moreover, the saying that disaster comes from the mouth is also a truth in this world.

Therefore, being taciturn is also one of the compulsory courses for bodyguards.

In this way, the group quietly entered a black car. None of them noticed that someone was watching them from behind.

A young man in green clothes, dressed tightly, walked unhurriedly, looking thoughtful as he watched the car start.

"Dulu lulu lulu lulu lulu lulu"

The young man in green clothes with sunglasses took out a flip phone from his pants pocket.

"Moxi moxi..."

"I have already found out the information about the Philip family. Their boss is called Anbo. Philip. He is a ruthless person, but I didn't find his address..."

"I think I probably already know the address of that Anbo. Philip."

"Where is it?" The person on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned.

"I don't know yet, but I have already found a 'guide'. You can always find a mouse's den by following a mouse, can't you?"

"Then I'll leave the rest to you. As for..."

"I know. These things don't count. You still owe me a favor."

There was a brief silence.

"Deal."

The young man in green hung up the phone, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and disappeared in an instant.

He muttered in a low voice: "I really made a profit."

Then he turned around and disappeared into the night.

Soon, several cars followed the stream of cars that had just come out of the airport, following the black car where the five people were.

The night became noisy under the neon lights. No one knew that on this night, the city's pattern was about to change.

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