Great, It's the Pervy Neighbor. We're Doomed

Chapter 488: Another One Down

Along with this large hand came a cold sneer:"Old man, that's not very honorable of you."

Jiang Ran slowly turned around. The one who had clamped the dagger's blade was indeed his right hand.

The old man from Room 301 was inwardly shocked.

How was this possible?

The usual Jiang Ran shouldn't be this alert or capable, right?

Could it be that guy from last time again?

"Forget it, forget it, it's all the same. You're going to die here today anyway," the old man from 301 thought to himself.

Then he spoke up: "Actually, old man here just wanted to test your reaction speed. Didn't expect it to be quite strong."

Jiang Ran wore a smile on his face, silent, but in his mind, he asked the System:

"System, can you restore my previous life's physical fitness?"

The Danger Warning System's voice was cold and mechanical: [Yes. Ten thousand points per use. Time limit is one hour per session.]

Jiang Ran: "Then do it."

After communicating with the System, Jiang Ran grinned at the old man from 301: "Old man, since you tested my reaction speed, let me test your strength. It's only polite to return the favor."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Ran's right hand's two fingers released the dagger. The next second, his right hand moved like a tiger's. Before the old man from 301 could even react, it had knocked the dagger from his grasp.

Immediately after, the right hand shot forward, firmly clamping around the old man from 301's neck.

Then, it lifted him up, took three steps forward, and with a *thud*, slammed him against the white wall of the bedroom.

The impact of being slammed against the white wall sent a sharp pain shooting through the old man from 301's back.

But what shocked him even more was the speed of Jiang Ran's series of movements. They were so fast he hadn't been able to react at all, and now he was in this situation.

Especially the force from Jiang Ran's right hand around his own neck, which was growing stronger and stronger.

It was clearly meant to kill him.

"Then let this old man have a proper contest with you!"

Even while being choked and pinned against the wall, the old man from 301 remained unflustered, fully displaying the demeanor of a martial arts expert.

He pressed the palms of his hands and the soles of his feet against the wall, ready to unleash a burst of strength to escape his current predicament.

But then something terrifying happened.

Despite employing all sorts of methods and relying on his absolutely exquisite martial arts and powerful physical fitness, he was still being choked and pinned against the wall, completely unable to break free!

"H-how is this possible?!"

The old man from 301 was utterly horrified in his heart!

Only now did he finally panic!

He had thought that last time, Jiang Ran had only beaten him by taking advantage of his old age and declining body, while Jiang Ran was in his prime and full of vigor.

But even when Jiang Ran won last time, he hadn't gained much of an advantage.

Now, after consuming that highly nourishing medicinal soup, he felt his body had returned to its peak.

So, so why was he now not even a match for a single move?

"Guh... guh..."

The old man from 301 was choked until his face turned red and his neck thickened, truly feeling like he was about to suffocate.

He began to struggle and resist violently, using both hands and feet to continuously attack Jiang Ran's right hand and arm.

He was trying to make him let go.

But it was hopeless.

Jiang Ran's right arm was like iron, clamping down on him without budging an inch.

"You old bastard. Last time, the blue-haired one spared your dog's life. Today, you still dare to act arrogantly in front of me."

"If you cultivate martial arts, cultivate the heart first. If you had fought me openly and honorably this time, I might have spared your life."

"But now..."

"You were also one of the first few people I met when I came to this apartment. It's time for you to leave this world. Don't cling to it!"

Jiang Ran's face still wore a smile, but his words carried a sinister cruelty.

The old man from 301's will to survive was still intense; he was still resisting.

But the next moment, Jiang Ran simply applied more force. The old man from 301's mouth made gurgling sounds.

Within seconds, he stopped moving completely, his head lolling to the side, dead.

"Idiot. Do you think I let you struggle for so long for no reason? It was just to give you hope."

Withdrawing his hand, the old man from 301's corpse fell to the floor with a dull *thud*, lifeless.

After falling to the floor, the corpse's face—aged, wrinkled, and covered in age spots—still held a thick sense of unwillingness.

Especially those eyes, a mixture of confusion, hatred, anger, all sorts of emotions tangled together.

The current Jiang Ran was not the Jiang Ran with only kind memories.

Nor was he an alternate personality from the inner landscape world. He was the true, complete version of the main personality.

That day, when the elder brother and younger brother alternate personalities were active, and the younger brother alternate personality controlled the body, a single misstep resulted in being struck on the chin by the iron back of an axe, falling to the ground unconscious.

The System did not consume points to wake him up.

Because it had already judged that doing so would not resolve the current crisis.

Therefore, directly, the evil memories reawakened.

They merged with the kind memories.

The complete version of the main personality descended.

However, after descending, that Armored Man did not continue to deliver a killing blow, but instead left.

This led to the complete main personality simply not opening his eyes, lying there and beginning to recall and integrate all the events that had happened since the last time he emerged.

Including being sent to the hospital and so on.

Now.

He tapped his right hand against his temple, thinking in his mind: "You lot inside, behave yourselves. Don't try to come out and seize control of the body like before when there's no one to suppress you."

"I've integrated the previous memories. Five million points, and you get your freedom, right?"

"Fine, I agree. Once enough points are gathered, you'll have your freedom."

"So, all of you, behave. If anything like before happens again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Jiang Ran issued a warning to the alternate personalities in the inner landscape world.

He knew they could hear him.

So, after the warning, he strode out of the bedroom and left Room 301.

Of course, he didn't even close the door. Since the person living there was dead, closing it or not didn't matter.

As Jiang Ran passed by Room 303 and returned to Room 304.

The door to Room 303 quietly opened.

The two Demoness sisters each poked their heads out from inside the door.

The younger sister, Qin Kelian, said to her elder sister, Qin Yi: "Sis, looks like it didn't succeed again."

Qin Yi said: "Let's go see what actually happened."

The two sisters then walked out the door and arrived at the entrance of Room 301.

They found the door wasn't closed.

Both sisters were quite bold. They pushed the door open and took a look inside.

Then they walked in one after the other.

After entering, they didn't see anyone in the living room.

At that moment, Qin Kelian suddenly started frantically tugging at her elder sister Qin Yi's arm.

Qin Yi turned her head, following the direction Qin Kelian was pointing.

Both of them froze for a moment.

Afterwards, they entered the bedroom, squatted down, and stared at the dead old man from 301 lying there.

Their eyelids twitched.

"Sis, he's dead. And it looks like he was either choked or strangled."

Qin Kelian examined the old man from 301's corpse and found clear marks only around his neck.

And it was most likely death by choking.

"This..."

Qin Yi's delicate brows furrowed.

She knew this old man was quite a fighter, and that he had trained.

But she also knew Jiang Ran could fight too.

Of course, she meant his alternate personalities.

But still, it didn't make sense that the body had no other injuries, and victory was decided solely by one hand. That was just too exaggerated, wasn't it?