Many water bottles were thrown on the ground, filled with a yellow liquid.
There were also many meal boxes, discarded after eating the fast food inside, too lazy to throw the trash away, so they simply tossed it aside, and after the temperature rose, a foul smell hit the nose.
"Ugh," An Linlin couldn't help but vomit.
The odor was disgusting, stinking as if someone had died.
She didn't understand why these people couldn't maintain basic hygiene; simply throwing the trash aside would not have let it stink this way if they actually lived here.
Ji Shunuan didn't respond; she stepped forward and went inside.
The wind blew, lifting the cloth hanging outside the shed, revealing dozens of men pressing down on a woman, manipulating her body.
"Ah, help me," Ji Wushuang screamed.
Her voice was hoarse, her mouth too dry to make any sound.
