Sang Biao glanced at the high wall, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally crooked his finger at his subordinate to go and check the situation.
The subordinate also climbed up with difficulty, just took a glance, and immediately turned his face to reply: "Boss, someone's dead, uh... it's a woman."
The subordinate's words were cold and indifferent, as if it was not a human but a pig, horse, cow, or sheep on the dining table.
Upon hearing his subordinate's report, Sang Biao's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch twice, and he mumbled to himself uncertainly: "It's a woman?"
"That's correct, boss, it's a woman!"
With the confirmation, Sang Biao swaggered forward and climbed up the wall in the same way. Looking down, he immediately recognized the dead woman at the bottom of the building and cursed viciously: "CTMD, I knew it was this bitch! Always causing trouble for no reason! Now it's all good, dead and done, saving me the food!!"
