Vol 2 Chapter 2993: Sentenced to death

Chapter 2993 sentenced to death
The scorpion is not sinking straight into the mud, because it is a leg that crosses out, so the half body is trapped in the mud. The mud is not the kind of sticky type that will not sink as fast as it will move. Slurry, below is the quicksand, sinking fast and big water and mud.
From discovering the situation to promptly saving, the mud covered the shoulders around the half of the scorpion. He had to twist his neck and go up to the side to breathe normally.
It is no wonder that Xia Jinyuan and G3 both screamed, and the situation of the scorpion was endangered. It would be life-threatening for a minute.
"Be careful behind! Don't get stuck in the middle! Don't worry too much in the middle!"
"Strong! Fast, fast!"
Xia Jinyuan and G3's voice intertwined, and the two men pulled the arm muscle ligaments to be broken, biting the alveolar and the comrades behind to work together to pull the scorpion.
Ye Jian shouted the rhythm, she was in the middle, just to be able to hear the comrades before and after, every pull, her hoarse voice shouted: "One two one... pull! one two one... …Pull!"
After more than ten minutes, in the neat one-two slogan, the scorpion that had half trapped in the body was finally pulled out of the mud. At this time, every Chinese special soldier was tired and seemed to have no strength to stand up. I sat on the wet hay and gasped.
Gasping and panting eight people looked at each other again, and after a few seconds they laughed.
A tenacious will, a spirit of never giving up, a high degree of tacit understanding in this cold weather has never been more harmonious, the swamp is about fifteen kilometers, from 8:30 in the morning to 11:30 in the morning, time-consuming Three hours, the Chinese team members who passed the death several times finally succeeded in getting out of the swamp and arrived at the last control station of the receiving task within the prescribed time.
At 11:30 in the morning of Estonia, it is 4:30 in the Chinese domestic time. The cities in the north and the cities in the south can hear the tireless "knowing" screams, and the big phoenix leaves. It is also baked in Fuyang, soft and squatting, waiting for the night to come and catching breath.
In a prison in the southern province, several policemen's waist distribution sticks and pistols came at a neat pace. The prison guards who sent the prisoners were handed over and took the prisoner Ye Zhifan to court.
This is a special trial, a judgment that cannot be made public.
Ye Zhifan, who had been in prison for a few months, was numb. The prison guard took him out. He didn’t ask anything. The bailiff took him to the court. He still didn’t ask anything, even if he had a face with his ex-wife, Sun Dongqing. He didn't even lift his eyes.
What else can I ask to see?
It has been closed for so long, and there is only one possibility to be taken to court.
When the judge listed his crimes in one piece, Ye Zhifan, whose hands and feet were tortured, did not plead for himself.
"Sentence of death, deprivation of political rights for life..."
The judge read out the final result. Ye Zhifan’s hands shook very lightly, and he was sentenced to death.
The murder of Sun Xueqing's daughter, Ye Jian, sheltered the red-level wanted man Sun Yaozu, and used his position to open the door to Sun Yaozu. Not only did he make his business smug, but he also sold him in smuggling.
What else?
Oh, and he made a car accident to hit the campaign opponents into the bust, and also used the relationship to murder the veteran Chan Chan...
All of them were found out, one by one, one by one, and even one of them was arrested and tried to testify in court, so that he could not allow him to argue.
Good night, tomorrow, 10,000, tomorrow, travel, home, and heart code!
There is a little goblin asking if I have had Tanabata, unfortunately, there is a Chinese Valentine's Day.
(End of this chapter)