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

Chapter 388: The “Dead” Jiang Ran

After snapping the evidence, he turned around with a swagger.Discussing who is the most famous escape artist in history.

Liu Bei definitely is.

Fighting repeatedly, losing repeatedly, yet he always managed to escape successfully.

Fleeing Liu didn't earn his nickname for nothing.

Of course, Cao Cao was also quite skilled at running away.

During the Battle of Puyang, pursued by Lü Bu, he narrowly escaped death.

During the Battle of Wancheng, pursued by Zhang Xiu, he narrowly escaped death.

The Battle of Red Cliffs was the same again.

From this, it can be seen that those who achieve great things must be good at escaping.

Because even someone as powerful as Boss Cao would suffer defeats.

If his escape skills weren't up to par and he got caught, history would have been rewritten.

So, ordinary people also need to learn to escape wisely.

Jiang Ran's escape skills are average, but he knows that with darkness all around, as long as he flees into the darkness, he'll be safe.

Surely the other side doesn't have night vision eyes or high-tech night vision goggles, right?!

But the moment he turned around and ran seven steps.

A flying hammer from behind smashed hard into his lower back.

This blow was powerful and heavy.

He was directly knocked to the ground by the hammer, clutching the area of his waist that was hit, crying out in pain.

Seven steps, seven steps.

As Jiang Ran cried out in pain, he thought of Cao Zhi.

At this critical juncture of life and death.

Those four lines actually popped into his mind: Beans are boiled with beanstalks as fuel, beans weep in the pot...

Born from the same root, why the urgency to torment each other...

Jiang Ran knew now wasn't the time for random thoughts, so he quickly got up, preparing to continue his escape.

But, just as he stood up, his butt took another kick.

Causing him to fall to the ground again.

Only this time, he fell sideways.

After falling, clutching his butt and his waist, he looked behind him.

He saw, behind him.

Fatty and the short guy were the same, lying in a pool of blood, motionless.

And that tall, burly man had already arrived in front of him, picking up the blood-stained hammer from the ground.

Staring at him with a sinister smile.

This scene, this situation, made Jiang Ran realize again that this was just like when he was at the Macedonia Island hotel.

Being chased by that Korean deranged serial killer, Liu Yongchun.

But at that time.

Xiao Q and the other two appeared halfway, a Cheng Yaojin springing out to save his life.

Who could save him now?

Surely, Xiao Q and the other two couldn't be resurrected from the ashes?

Step by step, approaching Jiang Ran, the burly man raised the iron hammer in his hand high.

Aiming at Jiang Ran's head.

Jiang Ran's body kept wriggling backward.

He said in terror, "Brave warrior! Dare you give your name?!"

The burly man, Wilderness Brother, was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting this turn of events.

He then said, "I am Wilderness Brother."

"Good! Wilderness Brother! Do you want money or something?! As long as you spare my life, anything can be discussed!!!"

Wilderness Brother gave a cold laugh, seeming to understand the principle that long nights invite many dreams. Without a word, the hammerhead was already raised high, and the next second, it came straight down.

That blood-stained hammerhead was magnifying countless times in Jiang Ran's black pupils.

Jiang Ran shouted loudly, "If you kill me, you'll regret it!!!!"

"Regret?"

Wilderness Brother had killed many people.

But all those people he killed, before dying, pleaded for mercy, cursed, and such.

Yet not a single one said killing them would cause him regret.

"If you say killing leads to regret, my biggest regret is killing my own father."

When the hammerhead was still half a meter from Jiang Ran.

A familiar mechanical voice popped into Jiang Ran's mind:

[Detected host encountering a fatal crisis, consuming 1000 points, awakening alternate personality!]

Jiang Ran's consciousness began to gradually fade, losing control over his body.

Another stream of consciousness began to take control of the body.

Thud!

And at the moment this alternate personality took over the body.

The hammer had already struck hard at the front of Jiang Ran's head.

Instantly, a spray of blood erupted, the mangled, bloody area looking utterly horrifying.

The alternate personality now fully controlled the body.

He felt pain all over, especially the pain caused by that recent blow.

Streams of red blood flowed from the area at the front of his head, down over his face.

Soon, his face was covered in his own blood.

Looking exceptionally gruesome.

As Wilderness Brother finished the first hammer strike and prepared for the second.

He suddenly froze.

Because he saw the Jiang Ran before him.

Suddenly extend his right hand from his chin, wiping upward over the top of his head.

After wiping a handful of blood.

He then placed his palm in front of his mouth and licked it.

His tongue curled up a good amount of blood, sending it into his mouth.

Then, he slowly stood up.

Staring straight at him.

In terms of physique.

Jiang Ran is just an ordinary person's build.

While Wilderness Brother is a burly figure several sizes wider than an ordinary person.

Plus, Wilderness Brother's height is a full 185 cm.

While Jiang Ran's height is roughly 180 cm rounded.

Belonging to above average among ordinary people.

Height is a strange thing.

One centimeter is clearly just a tiny bit, but applied to height, someone just one centimeter taller than you visually appears much taller.

Not to mention two or three centimeters, four or five centimeters.

So, Jiang Ran looked like a little shrimp in front of Wilderness Brother, having no advantage at all.

But it was precisely this lack of advantage that made Wilderness Brother's hammer stop mid-air.

Wilderness Brother actually sensed a dangerous feeling emanating from the Jiang Ran before him.

Especially the feeling Jiang Ran's eyes and body gave him, it was like a dead person.

An eerie feeling completely devoid of vitality.

But regardless, Wilderness Brother's hammer still swung down.

But the descending hammer was violently swatted aside by Jiang Ran's left hand.

Wilderness Brother almost lost his grip on the hammer in his right hand.

This made his eyes widen in shock.

The next second.

Jiang Ran's right fist had already struck, a fierce punch landing on his heart position.

Wilderness Brother only felt a wave of pain in his left chest.

But he laughed.

He directly threw the hammer he had just tightened his grip on in his right hand backward.

Then, his expression turning fierce, he clenched both fists, punching toward Jiang Ran.

Seeing this, Jiang Ran lowered his gaze, similarly clenching both fists, and began fighting with the Wilderness Brother before him.

Both sides moved quickly, and it was the kind of fight where every punch landed on flesh.

And both sides maintained an unspoken agreement.

To not use any other weapons.

Only fists.

Moreover, both sides, regarding the punches thrown by the other.

Offered no defense at all, letting the opponent's fists strike their bodies.

Thus, in just two short minutes.

Whether it was Jiang Ran or Wilderness Brother, their faces, the exposed skin on their bodies, were covered everywhere with purple-red bruises.

And as for whose injuries were more severe, it was definitely Jiang Ran.

Because Jiang Ran's physical condition was completely incomparable to the Wilderness Brother before him.

In this fight, he was the weaker party.

He wanted to use combat skills to compensate, but the other's combat skills, killing techniques, were also expert-level.

Therefore, he couldn't compensate.

Only the most primitive method remained, trading injury for injury.

Wilderness Brother also understood this principle.

Therefore, his tactic was to see who could hold out longer, him or you.