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

The other six countries in the public chat section naturally didn't believe the Domineering Female CEO's claims.

But the Hua Country people in the live stream room who had watched Jiang Ran's broadcast were instead mourning for Derby for three minutes.

If Jiang Ran could die at Derby's hands.

Then wouldn't the deranged criminals and deranged serial killers who had died at Jiang Ran's hands be mentally disabled?

...

Room 507.

It was now ten o'clock at night.

Not a minute more, not a minute less.

On the right bed, the UK man Derby finished organizing his belongings from his bed.

He was about to put these things into his suitcase.

His suitcase was a large black one.

Right next to his bed.

Of course, before opening this suitcase, he turned back and glanced at Jiang Ran.

Seeing Jiang Ran covered with a blanket, sleeping with his back to him, he turned around and opened the black suitcase.

When the suitcase opened, there were no clothes inside, only two tools.

One was a golden claw hammer, and the other was a golden manual iron saw.

The claw hammer, as a melee weapon, was vicious.

As for the saw, it was a tool used to separate a person's head from their body.

He put the clothes he had organized on the bed back into the suitcase and closed it.

After that, he began to undress. When he was down to just his underwear, he slipped into bed and turned off the light in Room 507.

The moment the light went out, the entire room was pitch black, with only moonlight streaming in through the window.

This scene stunned the Special Live Stream audience. Wait, you're not making a move? You're going to sleep?

But clearly, they had overthought it.

Time slowly trickled by, reaching eleven o'clock at night.

Derby suddenly got up.

The Special Live Stream audience thought he was finally going to act.

But instead...

He fumbled for his pants lying on the bed, pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the pocket.

He walked all the way to the small balcony of Room 507.

He opened a gap in the window facing his head, and a cold wind rushed in.

Then, he pulled out a cigarette, lit it, put it in his mouth, and stared at the night view outside.

The biggest difference between Hua Country and these European and American countries lay in population.

In a second-tier city in Hua Country, the population was over five million.

Not to mention some first-tier cities, with permanent populations reaching tens of millions.

And what about these European countries with smaller populations?

A city with a few hundred thousand people was already considered populous.

Take Berlin in Germany, for example. Its permanent population was about 3.68 million.

It couldn't even compare to a second-tier city in Hua Country.

And some small towns in this country had only a few thousand people, less than twenty thousand.

The most common type of city in Germany, and also the most numerous, had populations ranging from twenty thousand to a hundred thousand.

Aisen Town, this little place, had a population of less than five thousand.

Just about one or two thousand people.

So at night in Aisen Town, except for certain places where the lights were bright and revelry was endless.

Everything else was pitch black.

For instance, the area near the hotel where Jiang Ran was staying was okay, semi-dark.

Derby was smoking.

Jiang Ran, lying under the covers, opened his eyes.

He was in a light sleep, half awake, half asleep.

After all, with a danger-warning guy lying next to him, it was hard to fall asleep completely at ease.

Originally, he thought this Derby, who had suddenly moved, was about to do something.

Unexpectedly, it was just smoking.

Still, standing on the small balcony in just underwear was quite unique.

Jiang Ran closed his eyes and continued sleeping.

After Derby finished one cigarette, he returned to his bed.

Special Live Stream, Day 1, 1:03 AM.

Derby got up again. This time, he was exactly the same as two hours ago.

In his underwear, a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter.

Standing on the small balcony, with a gap open, smoking.

Similarly, Jiang Ran opened his eyes again, but this time his eyes were noticeably more drowsy than before.

He just glanced and closed his eyes to sleep again.

After smoking, Derby went back to bed.

Many people in the Special Live Stream audience were waiting for Derby to act, waiting until their flowers wilted.

Still, they were used to it.

After all, the Far Neighbor live stream games in every country were all like this.

There was no way exciting moments could be watched at all times.

They needed to wait patiently.

Of course, some had already fallen asleep waiting.

At 2 AM.

Derby repeated the smoking routine from the previous two times.

This time, Jiang Ran barely opened his eyes, saw nothing unusual, and his eyelids instantly snapped shut. He seemed to be at the peak of exhaustion.

After finishing this smoke, Derby returned to bed. He hadn't lain down for even half an hour when he got up again.

This time, he didn't bring the pack of cigarettes or the lighter. Still, he stood in the same spot where he had been smoking before, but this time it was different from the previous three. He was no longer facing the window, but the bed where Jiang Ran lay.

By now, Jiang Ran seemed to be in a deep sleep. He didn't open his eyes like the previous three times to observe what Derby was doing before going back to sleep.

Maybe the saying "things don't happen more than three times" was the truth.

Derby stared at Jiang Ran. He couldn't see Jiang Ran's face clearly because that side was pitch black, with facial features very blurry.

So he closed his eyes and began to recall, recalling Jiang Ran's features, Jiang Ran's face, and Jiang Ran's physique.

He started to fantasize.

He fantasized about having a close, intimate relationship with Jiang Ran. Then, he used a tie to strangle Jiang Ran to death. After that, he fantasized about having that kind of intimate relationship with Jiang Ran's corpse.

Especially when fantasizing about being with Jiang Ran's corpse, he was extremely excited, his lips slightly curling, his body trembling.

His fantasy wasn't over yet. His hands were grasping at the air. His fantasy then shifted to himself becoming a corpse, while Jiang Ran performed various acts on his corpse.

Especially Jiang Ran's hand stroking his belly, performing captain-like actions.

Derby's fantasy completely confirmed a saying: "You have no idea how badly I treat you in my imagination."

At this point, the fantasy ended, and Derby opened his eyes.

His very refined, clean face gradually calmed from the extreme excitement, finally becoming as heavy as water.

He walked to his bedside, found the tie he had worn during the day among his pile of clothes. He held the tie in his right hand, softly approached Jiang Ran's bed, and stood there looking down at Jiang Ran for three minutes.

Then, he straddled the blanket covering Jiang Ran.

He wrapped the long tie, a purple and black checkered pattern, around Jiang Ran's neck once.

Next, he grabbed one end with each hand.

He tilted his head slightly, still not acting, seemingly still looking at Jiang Ran's face. Even though he could see it much more clearly now, it was still not clear enough.

His expression remained calm, so dead and heavy.

Finally, he acted.

He began to pull the ends crosswise, suddenly strangling Jiang Ran's neck with all his might.

Not long after he started this action, Jiang Ran's entire body suddenly seemed to come alive. He began to struggle and convulse violently.

At the same time, his mouth let out "uh uh uh" sounds.

He flailed his arms and legs, trying to break free from the bed and Derby's restraint, his feet continuously kicking, causing the once-flat bedsheet to become a mess. But it was useless. This violent struggle didn't even last a minute.

Jiang Ran's body completely stopped moving.

But Derby didn't stop strangling. Instead, he increased his strength. After several minutes, he felt Jiang Ran's heartbeat, pulse, and breathing, confirmed Jiang Ran's death, and threw the tie aside.

Then, he got off the blanket covering Jiang Ran, stepped down from the bed, and turned on the light.

The moment the light came on, Room 507 was flooded with brightness.

At this moment, the Special Live Stream audience.

Am-America Captain: "Damn, just like that? This is the Hua Country lab rat who survived eight rounds?"