JOJO hiding in the hunter world

“You guys go sit down over there first. I have some food here you can take yourselves.”

“But don't go out and talk to the waiters, and don't make phone calls casually. The restroom is over there. I'll have to trouble everyone to protect me for the next few days.”

The five men didn't say a word. Suddenly, the bodyguard leader at the head tilted his head to the side, like he had dementia.

They then noticed that there was something off about the bodyguards' eyes. Their eyes lacked focus and spirit.

This was definitely not normal, but with his limited knowledge and vague understanding of the world of Nen users, he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

However, his Nen user subordinates knew clearly that this was definitely the result of Nen ability, and definitely a Manipulation-type Nen ability.

Sure enough, the five men immediately approached Ambo Philip in a strange posture. If Jon were here, he would definitely be surprised that these people's postures were extremely similar to the ordinary, mindless Titans from Attack on Titan.

This immediately made everyone aware of their abnormality. It shouldn't be said that everyone except Ambo, who couldn't use Nen, could clearly see a yellow pin stuck in the back of the five men's necks.

It was undoubtedly a Manipulation-type ability user.

“Careful! They might have already been controlled!”

A black man immediately stood between Ambo Philip and the five men, bearing the brunt of the five men's attacks on his back.

Wounds half a meter long burst open on his back, chaotic and disordered, with most of the attacks not hitting vital spots.

Blood spurted from the wounds, flowing down from the torn clothes. The crimson blood, black skin, and the ferocious beast tattoo on his back combined to create a rather terrifying scene.

“Thank you!” Although he said words of gratitude, Ambo Philip's face didn't look good.

He almost died just now, luckily he had a loyal subordinate to take the bullet for him.

“No need to thank me, boss. My younger brother should have also died at the hands of the Passion organization. I'll have to ask the boss to help me find them and get revenge in the future!”

He was the biological brother of that black uncle whom Jon had killed in the restaurant.

Fortunately, the five bodyguards had already lost consciousness and were only acting according to simple commands. If they were conscious, the person who took the hit for Ambo would definitely not have survived.

Moreover, due to the control, although their physical strength had increased, they had no techniques and their Nen control was very poor, with less than 10% of their original strength remaining.

Most Manipulation-type abilities are like this: controlling the weak can unleash 120% of their power, but controlling the strong cannot unleash even half of their strength. This is almost a common problem for Manipulation-type ability users.

But no one dared to relax, because the person controlling them hadn't come out yet, the Manipulation-type ability user hadn't appeared.

This showed that the Passion organization had already found them, and this place was no longer safe.

Regarding the Passion organization, they basically knew nothing except that Kujo Jotaro and a Release-type ability user who set fires in Dio's magic hall.

Moreover, before this, they had already killed all the highly skilled bodyguards he had hired at high salaries.

They were very sure that someone was spying on them here, waiting for them to reveal a flaw.

Considering that the controlled puppets might be destroyed by the opponent midway, in general, Manipulation-type ability users would not stay too far away from the puppets, in order to launch another attack.

The person controlling them must be nearby, and should already know that the bodyguards he controlled had all been killed.

The five bodyguards also fell to the ground silently, and the Nen on their bodies began to dissipate, which was the standard for death.

Now, the Nen ability subordinates protecting Ambo were all twitching their eyelids as they watched.

They could clearly see that apart from the wounds on the back of their necks where the Nen needles had been stuck, there were no other wounds on the five men's bodies, nor did they seem to have experienced a long battle.

This showed that they had been controlled by the opponent without much resistance. According to the information provided by the bodyguard company, these bodyguards were also good hands, with strength very close to their own.

But if they were all dealt with without much resistance, it meant that the opponent's strength was very strong and might have some strange methods.

“Come out, stop hiding. I know you must be here.”

“How terrifying. Your Passion organization actually possesses such high combat power and yet we can't find the source. What exactly is your purpose?”

“Why are you singling out our Philip family? Did we offend you in some way? If so, I will definitely apologize in person.”

“I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. There's money to be made together. If you have your eye on something of mine, just say it. Isn't it negotiable?”

Although Ambo Philip was scared to death, he still cleverly opened his mouth, wanting to paralyze the opponent and make him reveal a flaw.

But he was disappointed. Illumi was not a person who liked to chat.

Seeing that Illumi was not showing himself, their psychological pressure was also very high, which was also what Illumi wanted to see.

Ambo became somewhat exasperated. In this city, he was the undisputed uncrowned king, the dark emperor. When had he ever been so obsequious?

“If we continue fighting like this, we will harm the ordinary people living next door and downstairs who have nothing to do with our grievances. We have no way to protect them in the battle, do we? Isn't your Passion organization a conscientious organization?”

This was a threat, the implied meaning being that if you dared to kill your way over, then the safety of the surrounding ordinary people could not be guaranteed.

Illumi eavesdropped on Ambo's appeasement through the wall, but was not moved in the slightest.

He frowned. It seemed that Ambo Philip had mistaken him for a member of that Passion organization. But this was also good, saving him trouble.

Passion should be a rival gangster force, but how did they provoke that monster Jon? Although he was interested, killing was the first priority.

However, the brief confrontation also came to an end. Illumi ushered in the opportunity first.

A waiter pushed a food cart from the elevator to this corridor, preparing to deliver food to the other rooms.

The waiter also saw Illumi. Just as he was about to ask if there was anything he could do, Illumi flicked his wrist, and the poor waiter became his puppet.

Illumi controlled the waiter to push the food cart and crash open the door of the room. (The lock on the door had long been destroyed by Illumi with a card specially designed to break electronic locks. This card was made by his second younger brother, Milluki Zoldyck.)

Everyone saw the moment the door was crashed open. The Nen users didn't move, but Ambo Philip turned the Gatling gun representing justice.

The food cart and the waiter were instantly riddled with holes, but because of the manipulation of the Nen needle, he had already lost his life and had no pain. Even if he was full of holes, it had no effect.

But as the damage accumulated, the bullets had shattered many of his supporting bones, and the waiter also fell.

A Nen needle flew out at a strange and tricky angle, piercing the largest black man in the room.

He was not good at speed to begin with, and he had been injured while taking the hit, so he couldn't increase his speed. Moreover, he had not been hit in a vital spot by the Nen needle.

The Nen needle only pierced his arm, but that was enough. Although the effect was not as good as the spinal cord or the back of the head, it was barely enough.

After resisting for one and a half seconds, the black man finally couldn't resist Illumi's Nen and became a puppet.

Because it was not the central nervous system, Illumi couldn't control him to complete some troublesome actions.

So Illumi directly issued the order to kill Ambo.

The black uncle also didn't hesitate, and punched Ambo Philip like an emotionless machine.

One of Ambo Philip's subordinates, a tall and thin Conjuration-type ability user, immediately released a loose Nen bullet and pushed Ambo Philip on the chair away.

Because he was not a professional Emission-type ability user, the Nen bullet was of average power. When it reached Ambo, it was just a loose Nen ball, but it successfully knocked Ambo to the ground.

The black uncle's punch missed and hit the Gatling gun, and the Gatling gun, which had been spewing blue flames for suppressing fire, was also destroyed with one punch.

Illumi also took the opportunity to dart out. Another bodyguard prepared to intercept, but was killed instantly upon meeting him.

It was Snake Alive, attacking as nimbly as a snake and as quickly as a bullet, instantly killing the opponent on the spot. He might not have shown his full strength, or he might have had trump cards, but it was already too late.

With a flick of his hand, another Nen needle was released. The last remaining member, the Conjuration-type man, also conjured up a strange weapon.

Seeing the Nen needle coming, he didn't dare to relax his vigilance. The previous black teammate was the best example.

He used his weapon to block the Nen needle. Illumi took advantage of the blocking gap and burrowed into his blind spot like a loach. If he wanted to attack, he had to release the Nen ability conjured weapon, but once he released the ability, he would die.

He didn't think much, because in just two seconds, he was decapitated and died on the spot.

All of this happened too quickly. Ambo Philip didn't react, because he couldn't see Nen, so he didn't know how dangerous the previous offense and defense were.

He still fired a shot out of instinct, but it was blocked without causing any damage.

All of his subordinates were dead, and now all he could rely on was the pistol in his hand.

He knew that the pistol could not cause him any harm. The pistol might not even be able to kill his black subordinate.

“Don't come over!” Ambo Philip pointed the pistol at Illumi with one hand, very flustered, and had long lost the composure he had just now.

“I have placed a large number of bombs in the room next door. If I die, the bombs will explode directly.”

Ambo Philip seemed to have found a life-saving straw.

Like a drowning person who saw a piece of driftwood, he tried his best to grab the last hope.

“Sorry, I'm just a hired killer. What do their lives and deaths have to do with me?”

Illumi unhesitatingly ended Ambo Philip's life.

A massive explosion occurred at the Stockton Building at 12:23 AM, killing fifty-three people. The deceased were all guests of the Azure Starlight Hotel. The suspect is suspected of having fled and the matter has been characterized as a terrorist attack.

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