The peasant woman's three fists hurt a little

Chapter 517
vomit---
Another group of spectators died.

The yamen servant's stomach also tightened, and he wanted to vomit.

Shengyu is also very uncomfortable, and his throat is a little itchy.He turned his head and glanced at Guixiang.Osmanthus is neither salty nor talked about, it feels like the words in it don't say anything.

It's about saving face.

Sheng Yu suppressed the discomfort in his throat, and his breathing became light.

Lao Zhangtou usually takes care of things in the front and back yards.This is the first time I have come back to see such excitement.Can't help but ask the question in my heart.

"You said the injury on your back was from before you died? What do you think of this?"

Wu Zuo took the knife and started to work.

The elementary school student stuttered and said not very clearly.

"Wounds caused before death will be darker in color than wounds caused after death."

The old Zhangtou nodded half-understood, but he didn't fully nod.Vomit—hold the beam and vomit.

This guy is really bad!Without saying hello, the autopsy began.The corpse exudes a unique smell.Maybe this is what I imagined.

After all, the faces of Wu Zuo and the little apprentice did not change, and their eyes were fixed on the corpse.Not affected at all.

There was the sound of knives cutting and the strange sound of water.
something seems to be wriggling again
vomit---
Nima, even the yamen servants started to vomit this time.

One by one bent over holding their belly or the beam of the house or the wooden stick in their hands, vomiting non-stop.

County magistrate Zhang couldn't help it either, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat, and the acid in his stomach vomited into his mouth.For the sake of his positive image, Magistrate Zhang closed his eyes and swallowed with a thud.

The old Zhangtou and the master who were close to each other vomited even more ferociously.

The only two people in the audience who didn't vomit were Li Tutou and Gui Xiang.Facing Catcher Li, who had retreated from the battlefield, this was nothing short of child's play.Although it is still a bit unacceptable.But when you think about it, you are a dead person, and you don't feel much.

As far as Guixiang is concerned, in the last days of the world where people cannibalize, such an anatomy is completely fine.

There is a pattering sound in my ears!

After a long time, it finally stopped.

Wu Zuo spat out ginger slices and said.

"Master Zhang, please take a look."

Magistrate Zhang turned his head.

With a wow, I vomited again.

Wu Zuo, the villain, even took out his intestines and stomach to show Magistrate Zhang.A different kind of breath rushed over.You can't vomit. Wu Zuoren is not particular about it, so he took the lump and put it in Zhang County Magistrate's face.

To die!

Magistrate Zhang is so angry!I want to strangle this job!

Wu Zuo winked.

The little apprentice took out a piece of white cotton cloth and put a plate under it.

It works to remove the residue in the stomach.

Not much.It's so greasy that I can't see what it is.

Wu Zuo took off the gloves, took a piece of ginger, put the gloves on again, then took off the mask and smelled the residue, and said super calmly.

"There is no poisonous ingredient. It seems that the fatal injury is still in the spine. I have already opened it. Master Zhang? Master Zhang, don't throw up. Come and have a look. Master Zhang"

County magistrate Zhang's face turned blue and black, and finally he went to Wu Zuo's side reluctantly.

Wu Zuo pointed to Huang Qingzhu's back and said.

I've carefully cut it here.The back comes out from here.These three vertebrae are directly severed quickly and vigorously.This is what professional killers do.It was indeed murder. "

Magistrate Zhang nodded.

Wow, continue to spit.

Wu acts as a commanding yamen servant.

"Check it out, just tidy up here."

County magistrate Zhang hurriedly stopped Wu Zuo.

"What did you mean by no poison?"

(End of this chapter)