JOJO hiding in the hunter world

His fleeing figure, as if there was no one else around, thoroughly enraged Jon.

He killed someone, showed off, and now wants to run? You must be dreaming.

It's like he hasn't had a peanut in ages to be this drunk.

Does he really think I'm a weakling, a newbie who would die from this level of attack?

Jon couldn't help but sneer. He wasn't stupid. It was already so obvious; if he couldn't see something, how could he survive?

He immediately pulled out the revolver from his waist. Jon didn't plan to use Emperor. Although Emperor's bullets were unlimited, their power was insufficient, and they had many overlapping functions with Sexy Pistols.

Moreover, Emperor's range wasn't ideal. There was no need to waste a card slot, especially since Jon didn't use guns often. In close combat, his Stand was usually enough.

Although Jon was firing randomly at the fleeing man, and his marksmanship was terrible, he could still act like a sharpshooter with Sexy Pistols.

Even though the trajectory was off, after Sexy Pistols' fine-tuning, the bullet accurately struck the opponent's calf.

He didn't let NO.3 attack the opponent's head because he was afraid of killing him instantly. After all, the opponent was a control-type, and apart from a few control-type ability users like Chrollo and Illumi, others wouldn't have strong physical abilities.

It wasn't to the point where just anyone could ignore the impact of bullets. He was afraid of killing him instantly, making it too easy for this scum.

His actions were not much better than J. Geil's, using any means to achieve his goals and harming innocent people.

Jon didn't have Naruto's ability to use Talk no Jutsu to reform his opponents. He could only use physical methods of deliverance. Reforming them was God's business; apologies should be said in hell.

The bullet entered the opponent's body without any obstruction, but he clearly wouldn't just give up.

He crawled forward, dragging his leg, clanging and banging as he moved.

Jon planned to get close, give him an 'Ora Ora' beatdown, then heal him, inflicting death by a thousand cuts, letting him die in endless pain. The only pity was not having Gold Experience Requiem to let him enjoy the ultimate experience like King Diavolo.

The people he controlled ran over like madmen, trying their best to stop him.

The guards fired wildly, bullets pouring out like they were free, but few hit Jon.

Jon was guarded by five Sexy Pistols, and even they were overwhelmed by the sheer number of bullets. In reality, these bullets without Nen didn't do much damage to Jon.

After all, this was just a train station, not a military camp. Although the guards here had guns, they were all light weapons with low power, more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but not enough against Jon.

The bullets hitting his Lineage Body were like mud entering the sea, disappearing without a trace, only grazing his skin, not drawing blood.

All that could be heard was the 'tat-tat-tat' sound. The bullets were deflected one second after touching Jon's skin.

Moreover, their light weapons were not only weak but also pistols, and they quickly ran out of bullets.

Taking advantage of the reloading gap, Jon easily removed one bug after another.

However, there were still casualties in the process. These controlled guards didn't care about their teammates; it wasn't a game, and there was friendly fire.

Some of the bullets fired to attack Jon landed on the controlled people, causing damage.

Some of the people who were originally threatened were also controlled. They didn't have guns, so they rushed over and hugged Jon's legs tightly, trying to stop him.

Whether it was fists or claws, they used any means possible. They were all being controlled and were innocent, so Jon wouldn't kill them all at once.

Although he wasn't a saint, he couldn't become a demon either.

Even if it slowed him down, Jon was still confident in catching up with that bastard.

Both of his legs were immobilized, and he could only crawl slowly with his hands. Although Jon's speed had slowed down, in at most a minute and a half, Jon could eliminate the bugs on everyone.

Some people might be curious why he didn't use the bugs to explode and stop Jon.

He wanted to, but the explosion might not kill Jon, and Jon had already emerged unscathed from his point-blank explosion.

He didn't dare to try again. An explosion would cause damage to the other controlled puppets, meaning that once Jon survived one round of explosions, he would have no means to stop Jon.

Choosing the most stable and moderate method, escaping to a crowded place to continue creating puppets to continue holding Jon back, that's your idea, right! Jon couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

But as Jon thought, he desperately crawled towards the exit, blood drawing a dark red trace on the floor.

Without a doubt, he was running for his life, but it was all in vain.

Jon had already solved the puppet bugs on everyone. Although there was still a long distance between them, it would soon be gone.

Jon's legs turned the blue-gray color of Stone Free, and he shattered the tiled floor with one kick.

A red light flashed, and Jon used King Crimson to erase time, quickly closing the distance to his opponent.

Now Jon could erase eight seconds of time, and the great explosive force brought by Stone Free made Jon's body blurry.

Two seconds after the time erasure ended, Jon arrived in front of his opponent.

Jon, with Stone Free enhanced legs, kicked the crawling opponent away.

Then, running and jumping, he gathered strength in the air and stomped on his right hand, crushing the hand bones. The palm was obviously deflated, looking like a piece of purplish-black leather.

He couldn't help but let out a painful, heart-wrenching scream, but Jon ignored him.

Silver Chariot pierced through his other hand with a sword.

"How is it? Do you feel the pain now?"

"I gave you a chance before, but you gave it up."

He didn't speak, only panting heavily.

"Why regret it now? But I'm a man of my word. I said I'd kill you, and I will."

But he didn't react at all. Jon felt something was wrong.

He immediately brushed back his hair, and there was actually a bug wriggling under the skin on the back of his head.

"Puhahaha, you fool, how could I let you catch me so easily? But you discovering it so quickly was still beyond my expectations."

"How about it? The one you've been abusing all along was just an ordinary person who had nothing to do with me. How about it, righteous hero?"

He was mocking Jon, but Jon was unable to refute him. Jon was also shocked by the sudden change.

"Then, goodbye!"

An explosion rang out, flesh and blood splattering everywhere, limbs flying around.

Flesh and blood exploded all at once, and a blood-soaked person stood in the center.

The black clothes were stained red with blood, covered with unknown internal organ remnants and some unknown liquid.

"You rat in the gutter!!!"

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