"You all are too impatient."

Good Person Jiang Ran saw the people getting closer and closer from both sides of the hallway.

He shook his head.

He directly threw the pure black modern compound bow in his right hand onto the ground.

Both his left and right hands reached back, each grabbing an arrow, and then he used his arms as bows, shooting the arrows towards the left and right sides.

This method should be called throwing arrows; the power and speed naturally aren't as good as arrows shot from a bow.

But the rate of projection is countless times faster than shooting.

In the current situation, in this environment, it was the optimal solution.

Although one arrow couldn't kill a person, it was enough to injure them.

Especially now, in the narrow environment of the hallway, it didn't require much accuracy, just grab and throw.

Good Person Jiang Ran's sudden projectile attack was probably something the White Ghost Face Mask People on both sides didn't anticipate.

By the time they reacted, there were already screams everywhere.

Some of the thrown arrows hit people's arms, some hit thighs, and some were more unlucky, with arrows directly piercing their stomachs.

Both live stream rooms were watching this scene.

Good Person Jiang Ran's performance truly made the viewers in both live stream rooms' eyes light up.

Especially the final part where he used his arms as bows for projection.

It seemed very casual, but if you really analyzed it frame by frame, you could discover that Good Person Jiang Ran's projection was not at all like an ordinary person grabbing and throwing randomly.

Instead, it carried specific movement essentials and technique.

The angle and force each time were meticulously designed.

Therefore, if you had an ordinary person throw arrows, they absolutely wouldn't have Good Person Jiang Ran's speed and power.

In the Far Neighbor game live stream room.

Diamond Bachelor suddenly typed: [A futile struggle, wouldn't it be better to just obediently get hacked to death?!]

Alice Apartment Building No. 2, the floor where Good Person Jiang Ran was.

There was ultimately one White Ghost Face Mask Person from the left and right sides who wasn't hit by the thrown arrows.

His agility seemed pretty good; he dodged the previous rapid projectile attacks and had already closed in on Good Person Jiang Ran. He raised the fire axe in his hands and swung it down towards Good Person Jiang Ran's head.

Good Person Jiang Ran's eyes swept over, and he lifted his right leg high, kicking the White Ghost Face Mask Person's hands.

The White Ghost Face Mask Person cried out in pain, his hands loosening their grip on the fire axe. The fire axe fell from mid-air, just in time to be caught by Good Person Jiang Ran's right hand.

"Goodbye!"

After catching it, Good Person Jiang Ran raised the fire axe and swiftly chopped it down onto the White Ghost Face Mask Person's head.

The fire axe sank deep into the skull.

This White Ghost Face Mask Person kept roaring and screaming, his feet involuntarily staggering backward.

The black hat on his head couldn't stop the red blood from seeping out.

His entire black outfit began to be stained with blood.

After finishing the chop, Good Person Jiang Ran threw the fire axe onto the ground, picked up the modern compound bow from the floor, and ran towards the nearby staircase, quickly descending.

Of course, as he passed the White Ghost Face Mask People lying on the ground wailing on the 10th floor, both sides very tacitly pretended not to see each other.

Good Person Jiang Ran scurried down to the 502.

Along the way, he naturally encountered two White Ghost Face Mask People carrying chainsaws coming upstairs.

But he easily knocked them out with a few kicks, solving the problem.

This legwork made the viewers in both live stream rooms suddenly remember that someone seemed to have said before.

Ancient archers were not at all what people imagined—only capable at long range, completely useless in close combat, just waiting to die.

Instead, they were the type who, even without using bows and engaging in close combat, were still elite troops, essentially elite infantry.

They hadn't seen this on Ding Dali.

But on Good Person Jiang Ran, they witnessed these words. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

When using a bow, he was incredibly strong; when not using a bow, he was absolutely a fierce fighter in close combat.

Good Person Jiang Ran returned to Ding Dali's home and rushed into the bedroom.

He refilled the half-empty quiver with arrows.

After filling it with arrows, he rushed out of Ding Dali's home.

He took the stairs from the 5th floor down to the 1st floor.

Strangely, the entire journey was smooth, and he didn't encounter a single person.

Only when he reached the 1st floor and stood in the spacious lobby did he see outside the building, just beyond the glass automatic sensor door, over a dozen White Ghost Face Mask People standing there, holding sharp weapons.

The corner of his mouth hooked to the right.

Good Person Jiang Ran thought to himself, aren't these just pure live targets?

But just as he drew his bow to shoot, the dozen or so White Ghost Face Mask People outside the door all retreated to both sides.

Good Person Jiang Ran was stunned. Immediately after, he saw that behind the space vacated by the retreating White Ghost Face Mask People, there were at least seven more White Ghost Face Mask People.

And these seven White Ghost Face Mask People all held a handheld crossbow each.

They were aiming at Good Person Jiang Ran, separated only by the glass automatic sensor door.

Good Person Jiang Ran: ...

Good Person Jiang Ran's current expression was one of being stumped.

Because given the current situation, if they exchanged shots...

Good Person Jiang Ran felt that even if he were holding a submachine gun, he might not necessarily win in a spray-and-pray.

At best, it would be mutual destruction.

"Hehehe, is it really necessary to be so tense and confrontational? Wouldn't it be better to prioritize harmony?"

Good Person Jiang Ran's hand drawing the bow hadn't relaxed yet.

He chuckled and spoke smilingly to the people in front.

"Isn't it just because I issued a death threat to Jia Tao? Fine, I'll cancel it, okay?!"

As soon as Good Person Jiang Ran finished speaking, numerous points of white light flashed across the surface of his eyes.

The other side completely ignored his peace request; the crossbows fired in rapid succession.

Good Person Jiang Ran had long been prepared. He took a swift step and dashed towards the nearest emergency exit—the staircase.

Meanwhile, the arrows shot by those few White Ghost Face Mask People outside the glass automatic sensor door shattered the glass door with a crashing sound.

They penetrated directly, hitting the white wall at the spot where Good Person Jiang Ran had been standing earlier.

Moreover, the arrowheads sank deep into it, showing their considerable power.

If a person were hit, they would probably be done for.

Good Person Jiang Ran looked back and saw this scene. Knowing he couldn't match their force, he turned and went back up the stairs.

When he was on the 2nd-floor staircase, heading to the 3rd floor, he happened to encounter a middle-aged man in a down jacket coming downstairs.

As this middle-aged man descended, he even glanced at Good Person Jiang Ran and said, "Young man, why are you walking in such a hurry?"

Good Person Jiang Ran replied with a smile, "Getting married."

Immediately after, the middle-aged man and Good Person Jiang Ran passed each other. At the moment when they were about to completely separate, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around. His right hand, as if performing magic, produced a dagger and stabbed directly at the back of Good Person Jiang Ran's neck.

But Good Person Jiang Ran seemed to have anticipated this long ago. Without looking back, he kicked backward.

The kick hit the middle-aged man's chest. Although this kick, because it was backward, lacked proper force and speed, on the stairs, with Good Person Jiang Ran above and the middle-aged man below, no matter what, Good Person Jiang Ran was confident he could kick him to tumble down the stairs.

Then he would turn around, shoot an arrow, and take his life.

But to his great surprise, the middle-aged man was only kicked into slight unsteadiness, swayed a few times, and then was fine.

He stood firmly on the stairs.