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

Chapter 512: Sagawa — Dead

"Stop wasting time with him, hurry up and grab him for me. I'll give each of you an extra 500,000 when it's done."Sakawa seemed utterly desperate to get his hands on Jiang Ran, frantically urging the five men he'd hired.

The five men exchanged glances.

Then, a man wearing metal knuckle dusters on both hands stepped forward first.

The other four also closed in simultaneously.

The man with the metal knuckle dusters was fast, closing the distance to Jiang Ran in an instant.

His fist shot straight toward Jiang Ran's face.

But Jiang Ran was faster.

With a swing of the iron chain in his hand, he smashed it against the man's head.

Something completely unexpected happened.

The man's head, struck by the swing, exploded like a watermelon in an instant.

Countless splatters of blood and large amounts of yellowish, white, and red matter sprayed across the entire Room 603 living room, also covering the people standing around the man.

"Huh..."

Witnessing this bloody scene so suddenly, the other four men were clearly stunned.

They stared at the metal knuckle duster man, now standing there with only a small portion of his head left, wondering if they were dreaming.

How much force would it take to blow a person's head apart like that in one hit?

Given Jiang Ran's current physical condition, it was impossible. Therefore, he had consumed ten thousand points.

Restoring his pre-transmigration physical fitness.

And so, after blasting the first man's head, taking advantage of the other four's stunned state.

He swung the iron chain, hitting a second man's head.

Instantly, that man's head also exploded like a watermelon.

Now everyone could share some watermelon.

"Fuck!"

Whoever shouted it, the sudden turn of events made the remaining three men retreat in fear.

But Jiang Ran didn't let them go, pressing forward step by step.

"Jiang Ran, let's call it quits!"

"Whatever grudge you have with Sakawa, you two settle it yourselves, we won't interfere!"

The man who was a robber and murderer on the outside held a dagger.

However, in the past, it was always him threatening others, others begging him for mercy. This time, the tables had turned.

Jiang Ran ignored his words, simply swinging the iron chain forward.

This swing hit another man's head.

The space here wasn't large to begin with.

Plus, Jiang Ran's chain-swinging speed was absurdly fast, like a blur, arriving in the blink of an eye.

The remaining two men, seeing another person die, knew Jiang Ran probably wouldn't spare them either.

They exchanged a glance, then charged at Jiang Ran together.

Thinking Jiang Ran's chain swing could only hit one of them.

And the other could get close and inflict damage on Jiang Ran.

But they were wrong again.

This time, Jiang Ran didn't swing the chain for a direct overhead blow. Instead, he swung it diagonally left first, then followed with another swing.

Thus, the last two men Sakawa had hired also fell onto the pristine white floor.

They used their own blood to stain the white floor crimson.

Bloodshed and slaughter would be deeply imprinted here.

Now, Jiang Ran turned his gaze toward Sakawa, who was still sitting in the recliner.

Sakawa saw that the old residents he had hired with money.

Were all dead.

Jiang Ran even seemed to be gaining momentum, fighting more fiercely.

Yet, Sakawa showed not a trace of fear, his face still calm.

"Ready to accept death?"

Jiang Ran squinted, smiling as he looked at Sakawa.

Sakawa shook his head, then let out a deep sigh:

"The freshness of the ingredient will be greatly diminished."

With that, he made a move Jiang Ran didn't expect.

Sakawa reached behind his waist.

Quickly drawing a pitch-black pistol from the small of his back.

He aimed the pistol at Jiang Ran and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

He fired rapidly; his pistol likely had seven rounds.

Sakawa chose to empty the entire magazine.

And when the magazine was empty, the smell of gunpowder in the air still at its peak.

The smile on Sakawa's face vanished.

Because.

Sakawa saw that Jiang Ran, who should have had several bloody holes in his body and been lying on the ground, was still standing there completely unharmed.

He looked down at the several yellow bullets on the floor.

Had they all been blocked by Jiang Ran constantly swinging the iron chain forward while he was shooting?

This... was this even human?

Playfully swinging the chain, Jiang Ran said, "Useless. Unless you shoot me from behind, sneak attack me, from the front, unless you have a machine gun. Or a sniper rifle."

"Of course, your pistol isn't a large-caliber one either. What a shame!"

Jiang Ran began swinging the chain, stepping closer to Sakawa step by step.

Only now did Sakawa seem truly out of cards, a look of terror appearing on his face.

He instinctively shrank back in his chair.

"Hurry up!"

He shouted toward the woman still standing at the doorway as if pleading for help.

Was that woman one of his backup plans?

Jiang Ran didn't look back. Instead, he swung the iron chain hard, smashing it against Sakawa's head.

In the blink of an eye, Sakawa's head also turned into a ripe watermelon, bursting apart.

"Boring. So utterly boring."

Bright red blood seeped out in large quantities from the head of Sakawa, now lying face down on the floor.

The gruesome state of the head part was enough to make anyone feel nauseous.

Jiang Ran simply turned indifferently, his gaze falling on the woman at the door.

That woman, from beginning to end, hadn't made any other move, just standing there quietly.

Only when Jiang Ran walked toward her did she finally move, also walking toward Jiang Ran.

They passed each other.

Jiang Ran didn't attack her either, just turned his head curiously to watch as she walked to the TV cabinet, pulled open a drawer.

Inside the drawer were densely packed, neatly arranged optical discs.

The woman took out one disc from among them and handed it to Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran took it with his right hand, glancing at the disc.

On the disc were specific year, month, day, and a person's name.

After that, the woman took out another disc from that pile.

Using a disc player, now very uncommon but present here.

She played the disc's content on the TV.

Jiang Ran glanced at it; the content was simple.

It was Sakawa recording his "gourmet videos of eating."

"There are quite a few psychologically twisted people like this who enjoy filming their crime processes as mementos."

"But nothing particularly strange."

Jiang Ran commented on it.

After that, the woman played the content of several more discs for Jiang Ran.

Hmm...

If the content of these discs were released, it would be absolutely shocking, enough to become a documentary.

Simultaneously, it would cause extreme discomfort for many ordinary people, both physiological and psychological revulsion.

After playing these discs.

The woman walked into the bedroom. When she came out again.

She was holding a notebook.

Jiang Ran took the notebook and opened it.

Just flipping through it casually, he discovered some interesting things.

For example, within this Alice Apartment, several people were working for Sakawa.