Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

After leaving the secret room, Zhang Xingxing soon returned to the door of the study. Listening to the wailing sounds inside, a line of prose poem immediately popped up in his head: "There are often long howls from high apes, which are sad and strange. The sound echoes in the empty valley, and is mournful and lasts for a long time..."

Then I immediately slapped my head for thinking about it. Why did I mess up the formula? How could this be called "Empty Room Resonance"?

But, this is too long... It has taken so long that Yan Jing'er hasn't finished it yet, how much hatred and resentment must this be!

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingxing opened the study door and saw a tall and mighty man holding a horse whip in the dim candlelight, severely torturing the ragged and wailing manor owner who was tied to a chair, and kept asking him "Will you tell me or not?"

Thrilling...stimulating!

To be honest, this scene is not exactly similar to those amazing short essays that Zhang Xingxing saw in his browser, but it is pretty close.

The wailing sounds that she heard outside the door, which were so miserable that she felt a little bit uncomfortable, now seemed particularly ambiguous and creepy under the dim candlelight and the instructive object in the hands of the man with black glasses.

Hiss, is this something she can watch without paying?

"Ah, ahem, sorry to bother you, I didn't see anything! Please continue, continue..."

Zhang Xingxing pinched his nose subconsciously, then immediately took a step back and spoke in a muffled voice, trying to close the door and leave.

This sentence completely stunned the man with black glasses. He was torturing the man for asking about Zhang Xingxing's location, but he didn't expect that Zhang Xingxing actually ran back by himself. He was so excited that he immediately wanted to rush forward and grab the person at the door.

Just when the man with black glasses was still immersed in the joy of finding someone and couldn't extricate himself from his happiness for a second, he was blown away by the explosive words from Zhang Xingxing's mouth.

No, he didn't do anything. No, he did something, but he didn't do that job!

The old driver through his black glasses felt like an invisible truck had run over his face. His brain was about to crash, and after using the only remaining functioning processor for a second, he immediately threw the things in his hand to the ground without thinking, then quickly covered the manor owner's ragged and bloody clothes, strode quickly to Zhang Xingxing, and grabbed the man's hand as he was about to close the door.

"It's not what you think. I just couldn't find you and thought he knew about it, so I came to ask him where you are..."

When Zhang Xingxing heard this, she knew she had misunderstood. She felt so embarrassed that she wanted to bang her head against the wall. But even though she was almost going crazy with embarrassment, she still managed to maintain her adult dignity on her face.

She reflected seriously for a second. Was it her fault for being so knowledgeable? No, of course not. Her knowledge was not wrong, and it couldn't be her fault. It could only be the fault of the man with black glasses! Why would she do something that would cause misunderstanding?

"Ah? What do I want?"

After calming down the slightest wave in her heart, Zhang Xingxing chose to deny it. Did she say anything? No! She just saw the exciting scene of teaching people a lesson. What inappropriate thoughts could she have? She was just afraid that it was too bloody and would corrupt her, a good socialist youth...

Today, Zhang Xingxing vowed to hide her image as a pervert!

The man with black glasses, who was stumped by Zhang Xingxing's question, looked at the deep blue eyes and pale face that were full of confusion and doubt for a second, and immediately glanced at Zhang Xingxing's whole body. Finally, his eyes stopped on the bruises on her wrists from the ropes and the sleeve of her other arm that was soaked with blood. He immediately reached out to look at Zhang Xingxing's hand, and as soon as he touched it, he heard Zhang Xingxing's slightly rapid breathing.

When she carefully opened her sleeve and saw a piece of flesh missing from Zhang Xingxing's arm, her eyes froze. Zhang Xingxing saw the stunned Black Glasses and thought he was frightened by such a horrible wound. She immediately wanted to cover the wound with her sleeve with her other hand. To be honest, she still didn't dare to look at her wound because it felt really horrible.

When sensing Zhang Xingxing's attempt to cover himself, the aura of Zhou Shen wearing black glasses took a complete turn. Originally, he didn't know how to answer Zhang Xingxing's precise question. Feeling a little guilty, Zhou Shen wearing black glasses was now filled with a deep and obscure aura, as if he was possessed by an angry old father.

"How did you do this?"

"Oh, it was nothing accidental... I just saw the old butler and wanted to seek revenge on him, and then I got hurt accidentally. But I almost beat him to death, and then he ran away, which pissed me off..."

Zhang Xingxing, who originally didn't want to say anything, could only give a brief instruction obediently under the black glasses, stern face and extremely creepy aura. She was getting angrier and angrier as she spoke, but her voice became smaller and smaller under the increasingly terrifying pressure from the black glasses.

"Didn't you tell me if you had anything to tell me? Why didn't you call me?"

Black Glasses looked at Zhang Xingxing, who was getting more and more guilty as she spoke, and almost lowered her head to the ground. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look up at him while he spoke. Zhang Xingxing was forced to look up, and for some reason she felt guilty, so she could only explain while looking around randomly.

"That's because you're busy. Besides, it's just revenge. I'm more than capable of dealing with him alone..."

When Black Eyes heard this, he almost laughed out of anger, and he spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"Then should I still praise you for being brave and powerful?"

"Ah? No need, it's nothing, nothing. It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning, but if you want to praise it, that's fine..."

Zhang Xingxing scratched her head. Wasn't she angry? Why did he suddenly start praising her? How embarrassing!

Black Glasses looked at Zhang Xingxing's empty head, as if he hadn't thought at all, and suddenly had a heart attack. This guy had never intended to ask him for help from the beginning!

The angry man with black glasses looked at the horrific wound on Zhang Xingxing's arm and sighed. He was still a lonely child and probably didn't know how to ask adults for help. Why was he so fussy and awkward?

So he found a clean piece of clothing, tore it into pieces and wrapped it around the artery in Zhang Xingxing's arm, then prepared to go to the hospital to treat the injury on her arm. But when he saw her eyes with abnormal color, he took out a pair of sunglasses from his clothes pocket and put them on Zhang Xingxing. He patted her head, then walked out holding her uninjured wrist.

"Come on, go home."