Damn, it's true that the quick hand gets it and the slow hand doesn't. The remaining corpses are not only old and ugly but also incomplete.
Among them, one corpse was in an extremely tragic state, with the entire head crushed, leaving only a headless body.
Seeing such a corpse, Wang Dadong was already doing well not vomiting; where would he have the mood for an autopsy?
"Zhou Xinxin, how about we switch corpses?" The fat student tried hard, but due to his size, he ultimately didn't get the desired corpse.
In front of him was the corpse of an eighty-year-old granny. He waved the scalpel for a long time but couldn't find a spot to start.
Zhou Xinxin was a well-known big girl in the class, with more fat than that fat student and even more intimidating.
"Get lost, or I'll cut you!" Zhou Xinxin waved the scalpel, scaring the fat student so much that his fat started trembling.
"Wow! Such a beautiful corpse!"
Suddenly, a girl exclaimed.
