Chapter 499: What's there to laugh about?

As the kerosene lamp or candle on the stone wall was lit, the space inside the mountain became bright.

Zhang Shuya said while walking down the steps: "I have to say, this secret base the little devils built is really quite impressive. It's just that I don't know how many innocent people those devils harmed when building this place."

Wang An nodded and said: "Indeed, it's infuriating."

When the two reached the flat ground at the bottom, Zhang Shuya's gaze was inevitably drawn to the bottles and jars on the shelves.

Zhang Shuya walked up, scanned the bottles and jars, and said:

"I didn't expect this to be another bacterial experimental base for the little devils."

Following that, as if Zhang Shuya suddenly thought of something, she said to Wang An with a somewhat urgent tone:

"You didn't touch these things when you came last time, did you?"

Wang An said with a smile: "Of course I didn't touch them. These things don't look like anything good."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shuya nodded with relief and pointed to one of the glass bottles: "It's good that you didn't touch them. I don't recognize the others, but this one says something about 'bacterial strain'."

Wang An didn't expect Zhang Shuya to know the little devils' language and said with great disbelief: "Not bad, Big Sister, you even understand their language? That's genuinely quite vicious!"

Seeing Wang An's praise, Zhang Shuya rolled her eyes at Wang An and said:

"Who are you looking down on? I'm a college student, do you know what a college student is?"

Wang An knew that college has many majors. If it wasn't a language major, then perhaps they wouldn't even learn the little devils' language.

So Wang An asked: "Big Sister, what was your major in college? You only know a few words of their language?"

It must be said that Wang An's words were genuinely quite irritating.

Because this question directly involved how well Zhang Shuya did in her studies.

The actual meaning was: You, a college student, if you weren't a language major, you must have been involved in some language studies, otherwise you wouldn't know their language. But you only know a few words; how did you study? If you were a language major, then it's even less justifiable; you studied it once, yet only know a few words; isn't that a bit of a "waste of study"?

In short, Wang An's words were indeed not kind.

However, Zhang Shuya wasn't stupid either. She immediately understood the meaning behind Wang An's words and directly used a "force to overcome ten" approach, saying very domineeringly:

"You're asking about everything; is this something you should ask? Let me tell you, you've been a bit cocky these past two days; don't make me beat you!"

Wang An blinked, gave two dry laughs, and didn't dare to retort, mainly because this woman's combat power was too high; Wang An was no match for her in any aspect.

After looking at those bottles and jars, perhaps because she recognized a few more words, Zhang Shuya seemed very angry; to be precise, she was almost furious, muttering through gritted teeth:

"These animals, f*** your mother..."

Seeing Zhang Shuya at this moment, like a tiger descending a mountain, with a feeling that she could devour someone, Wang An didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

It must be said that no matter how fierce a person is, as long as they encounter someone fiercer than them, they will become no different from an ordinary person.

After a while, Zhang Shuya stopped muttering, took a few deep breaths, calmed her emotions, and said to Wang An:

"Where are the mummified corpses you mentioned? Take me to see them." Hearing Zhang Shuya's question, Wang An said subconsciously:

"We agreed, those things must be made public, or used for an exhibition later; you mustn't take action."

The reason Wang An said this was because he had heard that people who know martial arts are relatively irritable, and Zhang Shuya was indeed a bit irritable.

And at this moment, Zhang Shuya herself was also acting a bit strange.

Wang An was truly afraid that after Zhang Shuya saw that scene which made one's hair stand on end, she wouldn't be able to control herself, and in a moment of impulse, would play around with the little devils' mummified corpses.

Wang An felt that at this moment, Zhang Shuya really might do it.

As soon as Wang An finished speaking, Zhang Shuya glared at Wang An fiercely and said with great dissatisfaction: "Do what you're told; why so many issues?"

Wang An discovered that Zhang Shuya now had a feeling that she might explode at any moment, so he didn't dare to talk back and obediently led the way.

When he saw the mummified corpse tied to the chair, Wang An found that his own anger was instantly ignited again, and Zhang Shuya's eyes immediately became bloodshot and red.

It's not about who is pretentious, nor about who is better than whom.

To tell the truth, a normal person might feel their scalp tingle and their heart tremble upon seeing a dead body.

Even if they know how this person died, and keep encouraging themselves in their heart, or tell themselves "that's a dead person, a dead person can't do anything," they would still be afraid.

And the abnormal ones, like Zhang Shuya and Wang An, who have killed people, actually cannot be completely immune to corpses either.

But it must be admitted that for such mummified corpses, whether it's a normal person or an abnormal person, as long as they are Chinese, they probably won't be afraid; all they have is boundless anger.

To tell the truth, this kind of anger is actually more of a sorrow and indignation, because we can't do anything.

Although Wang An was angry, he was still paying attention to Zhang Shuya; after all, it would be a great pity if this most authentic evidence of crime were destroyed.

Fortunately, Wang An's worries were completely unnecessary, because after Zhang Shuya looked for a while, she turned around and walked to the next room without saying a word.

It could be seen that although Zhang Shuya was angry, she hadn't lost her reason.

As for the other rooms, Zhang Shuya just glanced at them and didn't stay long, but Zhang Shuya's face became increasingly gloomy, almost gloomy enough to drip water.

To tell the truth, this feeling of personally witnessing a shameful history is genuinely quite uncomfortable.

Until the two arrived at the last room and saw the three little devils' mummified corpses, Zhang Shuya's facial expression still hadn't changed in the slightest.

So, Wang An asked somewhat puzzled: "Big Sister, seeing these three animals dead, shouldn't you show a little smile?"

Zhang Shuya shot Wang An a sidelong glance and said, her tone impossible to read:

"It's not like I killed them; what's there to laugh about? Besides, only three died; it's too few."

Upon hearing this, Wang An was instantly stunned. Thinking of the scene when he first saw these three animals, he instantly felt that compared to Zhang Shuya, he was more than one level behind.

Look at Zhang Shuya's perspective; just ask if you're convinced? (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 500 =====