Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

"One hundred and one, one hundred and two, one hundred and three..."

Zhang Xingxing sat cross-legged in the space, taking out the things she had looted from the Wang family from the sack while counting them. Her hands were as delicate and smooth as white jade, as if they had never been hurt. Her fingers were slender and long, with the fingertips slightly tilted upwards. Her fair skin made the jade Buddha pendant in her hand look particularly moist and bright.

As she looked at it, she nodded with satisfaction, thinking to herself: The things the Wang family brought are quite good, and are comparable to what she saw at the Zhang family?

Then she threw the jade pendant in her hand into the pile of treasures on the right, shifted her gaze to the pile of weapons on the left, looked at the half-filled sack, sighed deeply, and fell backwards on the grass behind her.

Sigh, it's annoying. I don't know what the situation is like outside. Wang Er and several other members of the Wang family were blown up by her, and the Wang family base was also burned down by her. After this heavy blow, the Wang family was seriously injured and it may be difficult to recover in the short term. However, in this case, they should not trouble her again, right? Moreover, the identity of the Saint of the Zhang family is completely dead, so they should not seek revenge on her again.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingxing couldn't help but feel relieved. But what should she do next?

Zhang Xingxing is a little confused at the moment. Her biggest wish was to take Xiaoguan and her third brother away from the horrible Zhang family, so that the three of them could accompany each other. However, sometimes we have to say that fate is really a joke. The third brother left, and so many years have passed. Xiaoguan should have grown up, and it seems that he has become the patriarch of the Zhang family...

I have missed so much during this period. Does he still need my companionship, which I thought was so important back then?

Ahhhh, this is so annoying...

Zhang Xingxing became more and more troubled the more he thought about it. He stood up and sat up again. He scratched his hair irritably. Then he saw that the hair in his hand was like dry grass and broke at the touch. He felt like crying but had no tears.

Wow, her beautiful black hair is gone...why can burns be repaired but her hair can't?!!!

The collapsed Zhang Xingxing seemed to have made a decision. He picked up a knife from the pile of weapons on his left hand and decisively cut off a section of his long burnt hair. Instantly, he turned into Zhang Xingxing with shoulder-length hair. He stood up, patted the grass and dust on his butt, bent down, kicked a handful of money and stuffed it into his pocket.

No matter what, let's go see how the second brother is doing first, and then go to Medog. I promised Xiaoguan that. Let's see if her own blood and the spring water in the space can save Bai Ma's mother. If she can, it would be the best... In this way, even if Xiaoguan doesn't need her company, he should be happy to have Bai Ma's mother's company.

Will I meet that old bald donkey? I couldn't hit him last time, which really pissed me off. But would it be bad to hit him in this world because of what he did in the other world?

Zhang Xingxing left the space with a head full of random thoughts.

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Sure enough, just as Zhang Xingxing guessed, there was not a single member of the Wang family in the entire Wang family base at this time. They probably all ran away.

She stood on the ruins of Wang Ba's laboratory. Everything was blown up. She could vaguely see the broken test bench, but the broken instruments and test tubes on the ground were gone. Occasionally, she could see some tiny pieces of glassware. There were still some small pieces of meat on the ground. Some of the white paint on the wall was blown off, revealing the red bricks inside. Some of it was blackened by explosion or burning. There was also some dark red blood splattered on it. It was the blood of the Wang family.

The air was filled with a complex smell, a pungent smell of chemical residue and a faint smell of blood. The walls that were blown open on all sides were constantly blown by the freezing cold winter wind, leaving only the whistling sound of the wind. A big hole was also blown off the roof.

This place looks like it's been bombarded!