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

Liu Baobao's original name wasn't actually Liu Baobao.

Apparently, after watching *Under One Person*, she really fell in love with a character named Feng Baobao in it.

That's why she changed her name.

"Are you going to answer it?"

Zhao Jue asked.

Jin Baiying: "Why wouldn't I answer?"

So Zhao Jue answered.

After connecting, he asked, "What's up?"

Liu Baobao: "Where are you two?"

Zhao Jue yawned: "Where else could we be? Definitely at home!"

Liu Baobao's voice suddenly turned serious: "I'll give you one last chance, where are you?"

Zhao Jue: "At..."

Jin Baiying immediately scurried over, leaning in to whisper something into Zhao Jue's ear.

So Zhao Jue said into the phone: "Fine, fine, fine, me and Jin Baiying, we really aren't home right now, we're at the bar! You know what? I had to step outside the bar to take your call, and it's freezing out here!!!"

Liu Baobao: "Alright, I understand."

Then the call was hung up.

Zhao Jue went back to playing on his phone, saying, "This little chick, feels more annoying than my own mom, calling this late at night asking where we are, so damn annoying."

Jin Baiying had also rested up enough by now.

He got up and started stretching his muscles.

Cracking his neck, twisting his waist, doing some warm-up exercises.

Seeing this preparation, Zhao Jue was puzzled: "What's the deal? He's unconscious right now, and you're still doing warm-ups before beating him?"

Jin Baiying sneered coldly: "Who said I'm going to beat him?"

Zhao Jue: "Then what are you-"

Jin Baiying flashed a sinister, wicked grin: "I'm going to do him."

Zhao Jue thought he'd misheard.

He quickly asked in disbelief, "What did you say?!"

"I said, I'm going to do him!"

Jin Baiying patiently repeated himself.

Zhao Jue's face contorted in disgust, and he scrambled up from the bed, backing away quickly: "You're actually a faggot?"

It seemed that even for male deranged criminals, there was an innate fear of homosexuals.

Everyone was terrified of man-on-man action.

"I'm not a faggot."

Jin Baiying repeated with an icy expression.

Zhao Jue snorted: "Do you think I believe that? You're literally about to man-handle Jiang Ran!!!"

Jin Baiying then let out a sigh: "Believe whatever you want, but I really am not a faggot. The reason I'm doing this to Jiang Ran is all because he set me up like this before."

Jin Baiying recalled those days when he was imprisoned by the tank top muscle guy.

Tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

Zhao Jue didn't know exactly what had happened to Jin Baiying.

But these tears weren't fake.

They were real, genuine emotion.

"So, could it be that this Jiang Ran is a faggot and did that kind of thing to you? That's why you're getting revenge? But... if you retaliate like this, wouldn't that just be making Jiang Ran happy? Since he's a faggot anyway."

Zhao Jue said.

Jin Baiying listened, growing impatient. He couldn't exactly say that Jiang Ran had schemed against him, got him imprisoned by someone else, and then he was the one who got done.

So he said, "Just drop it."

"Also, I need your help with something."

Zhao Jue asked: "What?"

Jin Baiying: "Take out your phone later and record the whole thing for me."

Zhao Jue: "???"

At that moment, Zhao Jue shattered his own previous assumptions.

Holy shit, and you still say you're not a faggot, now you're even pulling out a camera!

"No way, that's disgusting."

Zhao Jue didn't want to witness that kind of scene.

Even less did he want to record it.

Jin Baiying: "Fine, then I'll just find a spot to prop up my phone and record it myself."

Zhao Jue: "Whatever."

Just thinking about that scene made Zhao Jue want to throw up.

Jin Baiying had already stripped off most of his clothes by now.

Only his underwear remained.

Zhao Jue thought to himself, maybe he should leave room 507 later.

After all, even if he didn't see it, just hearing it would be disgusting enough.

"Jiang Ran, now I'll make you taste the humiliation I suffered back then."

Jin Baiying stood at the foot of the bed, bending slightly.

His hand reached for Jiang Ran's belt.

Just then, in the nick of time.

Jiang Ran's entire body suddenly twitched violently.

Jin Baiying froze.

Then his hand continued forward.

But then, Jiang Ran's convulsions grew more and more intense.

He writhed on the bedsheet like one of those dancers.

Crinkling the sheets all over, even making the entire bed creak and groan.

"What's wrong with him?"

Hearing the noise, Zhao Jue turned to ask Jin Baiying. Jin Baiying guessed: "Could it be that smack from your wrench hit some part of his brain that caused a problem? The human brain is very delicate; if a part gets damaged, it could trigger epilepsy."

Zhao Jue: "Are you still going to do him in this state?"

Jin Baiying said, "Let's wait and see."

Inside Jiang Ran's inner landscape world.

The blue-haired Jiang Ran was watching the situation outside.

He was thoroughly baffled.

"Dead Last Jiang Ran, what the hell is he doing?"

At this moment, it wasn't the kind-hearted main personality Jiang Ran controlling the body.

It was Dead Last Jiang Ran, who had been randomly pulled out by the System.

"He probably got pulled out and couldn't handle the crisis, so this is his only move, right?"

Jiang Ran Who Doesn't Kill was sitting on a small stool, eating an ice cream.

The blue-haired Jiang Ran rubbed the back of his head speechlessly.

"How embarrassing. If you can't solve it, at least don't resort to faking epilepsy!"

Outside.

Room 507.

Dead Last Jiang Ran's heart was bitter!

He was called Dead Last for a reason—among all the alternate personalities, he was the bottom of the barrel.

Last time he came out.

That was during the period of rotating draws.

He came out third.

The one before him was Bloodthirsty Jiang Ran, who charged at Jin Baiying's door with a fire axe, only to be knocked out cold by the big sledgehammer behind the door.

Then, he came out, and after he did, he had to deal with Jin Baiying.

And now, this time, he was drawn by the System again, and again had to deal with Jin Baiying.

What a damn coincidence.

Dead Last Jiang Ran wasn't good at fighting.

So after he came out, he just pretended to be unconscious.

Until he realized Jin Baiying was about to make a move on him, especially about doing him...

He had no other choice.

If he just let himself be done, he didn't care—this body wasn't his anyway.

But when he went back to the inner landscape world, the other alternate personalities would skin him alive.

Because to them, this would be an absolute disgrace.

Not to mention anyone else, the blue-haired one would never let him off.

So, he had no choice!

He couldn't beat those two guys, so he could only pretend his brain was damaged, faking an epileptic seizure.

He kept this act going for a full fifteen minutes.

Even Dead Last Jiang Ran was exhausted from faking it.

Of course, Jin Baiying and Zhao Jue were tired of watching too.

Zhao Jue wondered: "Could he just seize himself to death like this?"

Jin Baiying wasn't sure either.

Until Dead Last Jiang Ran couldn't keep faking it anymore, so he just lay there on the bed, resting.

Seeing this, Jin Baiying said, "Finally stopped. Good, my turn now."

Hearing this, Dead Last Jiang Ran, with his eyes closed, cursed furiously in his heart: "Fuck you, WTF!"

You animal!

Jin Baiying, you goddamn animal!

I just had a seizure, and you still won't let me off!!!

And, back then, getting set up and sent to the tank top muscle guy?

That was all Old Sneaky Jiang Ran's doing!

Go find him!