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

Chapter 483: Jiang Ran vs. the Armored Man

However, the weight of the armor and the weapons on his body were significant factors there.Wanting to catch up to Jiang Ran, who was carrying nothing on him, was definitely not going to be that easy.

Therefore, the Armored Man stopped his pursuit, took aim at Jiang Ran,

and hurled the long-handled iron axe in his hand.

Jiang Ran had been constantly observing the situation behind him.

When he saw the Armored Man behind him throwing that thing like a madman, he immediately dashed to the left.

If he got hit by that thing, he'd probably be scrapped on the spot, ready for the recycling furnace.

By a hair's breadth, he wasn't hit.

But because he had to dodge, a sharp turn caused him to trip and fall.

Faceplanting, his front was covered in muddy water.

He scrambled to get up quickly. The advantage was still his; he had to keep running.

At the same time, Jiang Ran swore in his heart that if he ever heard the danger warning alarm for things like this class reunion in the future, he absolutely wouldn't come.

Damn it, why, with four people running together, are you chasing *him*?

Is it because he's the best-looking one among the four?

Are you gay?

Or just jealous?

He felt powerless and resentful in his heart.

Just like when King Zhou of Shang saw King Wu of Zhou's army marching into the city of Zhaoge back in the day.

"Huh? Again?"

Jiang Ran now noticed that the Armored Man behind him had picked up the long-handled iron axe he had thrown earlier.

And was hurling it over again.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Ran continued to dodge.

Jiang Ran wasn't running into the buildings within the manor; he was just running outside.

This was because he remembered the scene on the fifth floor where the Armored Man had emerged after the wall was broken open.

Who knew if the building he entered would have another such hidden passage?

And then trap him like dumplings in a pot?

As Jiang Ran was running past a tall building, he happened to see several heads poking out from a first-floor window.

These were people hiding there.

When they saw Jiang Ran and the Armored Man chasing him, they immediately pulled their heads back in.

Not daring to make a single peep.

He felt helpless and bitter in his heart.

Jiang Ran didn't know how much longer he would have to keep running like this.

If only he could stop running.

He had just thought this when his wish was granted.

The building next to him, perhaps due to years of disrepair, had a piece of stone detach from a high floor.

It fell from high above, landing squarely and precisely on the very top of Jiang Ran's head.

Jiang Ran immediately collapsed to the ground, blood flowing incessantly from the top of his head.

His open eyes also closed, and he lost consciousness.

Seeing this,

the Armored Man who had been chasing him all along sneered coldly, "Even heaven wants to claim you."

The Armored Man approached and casually glanced over.

Then he said, "Now, let me send you on your final journey."

"Sayonara!"

The Armored Man gripped the long-handled iron axe with both hands and swung it down towards Jiang Ran's neck.

In the nick of time,

at the very moment of the swing,

the unconscious Jiang Ran performed a kip-up and flipped upright.

"Huh?"

The Armored Man also reacted swiftly, immediately pulling back the axe, tilting his head, and looking at Jiang Ran, who now had his back to him, with confusion.

Who would have thought, the instant Jiang Ran turned around,

a whip kick lashed out towards him.

"Huh?"

The Armored Man didn't dodge either, allowing that whip kick to strike his right shoulder.

His entire body staggered to the left.

When he stabilized his stance again and looked forward,

he saw the Jiang Ran before him, hair soaked, face covered in blood streaming down from his head, mixed with rainwater and constantly being diluted.

He stood there, like a pine tree.

His gaze was both resolute and cold.

Completely different from the Jiang Ran who was fleeing earlier.

"Oh, so this is your alternate personality?"

The Armored Man chuckled coldly twice, though it was unclear how he knew about Jiang Ran's situation.

Immediately after, the long-handled iron axe swept horizontally with force towards Jiang Ran's waist,

aiming to cut him in half at the waist.

The next moment,

a surreal scene unfolded. Jiang Ran's left hand moved to the left.

He actually used just his five fingers to grab hold of the powerfully sweeping axe head.

This sight shocked the Armored Man so much that the face inside the iron helmet felt like he was seeing a ghost.

And before he could even wonder if what was before him was a ghost or if he was dreaming,

his chest was heavily kicked, causing him to stagger back several steps, and the long-handled iron axe in his hand was snatched away.

Jiang Ran, who had seized the long-handled iron axe, his originally ice-cold expression suddenly transformed into a childlike smile, his voice also becoming soft and childish: "Brother! Let me take over! I want to play!"

The childlike smile turned cold again: "You want to play? This isn't something fun to play with. It's very dangerous if you slip up."

The childlike smile reappeared: "No, I don't want that! I want to play! It's so rare I get to come out!"

One moment childlike, the next cold.

The Armored Man, who had already regained his composure, watched with a deeply furrowed brow beneath his helmet.

He just felt that the person before him seemed even more severely ill than he had known.

At this moment, it seemed the childish younger brother had convinced the cold older brother.

The childish younger brother took control of the body.

After taking control, the childish younger brother tightly gripped the long-handled iron axe, tilted his head, and modulated his voice, making it sound more and more like a child's.

He smiled slightly, revealing an innocent grin:

"Big brother, let's play a game together, okay?"

Seeing this, the Armored Man, despite wearing three layers of armor, felt the sense of danger from this clearly very ill person before him skyrocket.

He didn't use the sword at his waist, but instead pulled the chain flail out from his back again.

Then, he gripped the metal rod tightly, continuously spinning it forward, building momentum.

His body was tense, ready at any moment to deal with the person before him.

"Let's start the game!"

Jiang Ran let out a child's laugh, but the movements in his hands were anything but a child's naivety; they were an adult's ruthlessness.

He swung the axe down in a chop.

The Armored Man didn't choose to deflect it with the chain flail like last time, but instead quickly stepped back, dodging this axe strike.

Then, he stepped forward with one foot, firmly stomping on the axe head, preventing Jiang Ran from lifting the axe again, while the spiked iron ball of the chain flail in his right hand was already swinging up, heading straight for Jiang Ran's face.

Jiang Ran was greatly alarmed, let go of the axe, and quickly retreated.

He barely managed to dodge this hammer blow.

If his reaction hadn't been fast enough, he really would have almost had his face smashed by this blow.

But because of this, the long-handled iron axe he had snatched from his brother was taken back.

"Brother, you'd better take over!"

The childish younger brother's face was full of bitterness.

Hearing this, the Armored Man wondered, was he about to switch to that fierce person who could disarm an armed opponent bare-handed again?

He couldn't give the other side this chance, so he strode forward, continuing his attack with the chain flail.

This time, the rapid attack succeeded; the chain flail struck Jiang Ran's left shoulder.

It tore out a large chunk of flesh in an instant, leaving a bloody, mangled mess, a sight too gruesome to bear.

Jiang Ran's left arm was severely injured, probably crippled if not completely useless.

Yet, at this moment, the Armored Man, who had gained such a significant advantage, couldn't smile.

Because, strangely,

the Jiang Ran who was hit, with such a severe injury to his left arm, didn't even cry out in pain.

Moreover, after being hit, his body only shifted slightly to the side and quickly recovered.

And Jiang Ran's right hand had grabbed the iron chain of his chain flail.

"Hehehe, you fell for it! Why would we trouble my brother with a little scene like this?!"

"Actually, I just wanted to play with your weapon, that's all!"