Chapter 110: Death penalty

"Alas, after a toss in vain, it will be difficult to find an opportunity to ambush Qin Lu next time. ”

The three of them returned to the hut, and the tall man shook his head with a sigh.

"It doesn't matter, he can't run outside the capital anyway, we will be able to catch him one day. The fat man patted the tall man on the shoulder and comforted.

"I'm hungry, aren't you hungry? The short man picked up a shotgun in front of the door and said to the two.

"It's too late today, I can't get anything good, so let's just eat something. There's some jerky in the bag behind the house, so let's have some jerky with it. Tomorrow I will take you to the city for a big dinner. The fat man said.

"Okay. The short man nodded helplessly, then lowered his shotgun and walked out the door.

He walked to the back of the hut and took out a few pieces of jerky in a bag of food, "Alas, just eat these things, it's really a dog." ”

At this moment, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be some coldness in his throat, and he subconsciously wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

He panicked and tried to struggle, but a pair of arms were wrapped around his neck.

"Click!"

With an indiscernible sound of bones shattering, the short man slowly collapsed to the ground, dead and blinding.

Qin Lu's figure gradually emerged from the shadows, bent down and pulled out the silver needle around the neck of the short man, and sneered.

I didn't expect a cultivator to be killed by this kind of rotten street killer method.

I don't know if it's because they have less experience or if they have a low IQ.

Qin Lu didn't use a little aura during the whole process, so he oked him, it was too easy.

Qin Lu sneered and continued to sneak behind the door of the hut, quietly listening to the sounds inside.

"Alas, it's really Qin Tianyu, he was caught by the police, and he must not be able to get out for the rest of his life. Inside the house, the tall man sighed, and there was another feeling of sadness in his heart.

They were all cultivators, and they knew that they were completely at a disadvantage in the fight against modern weapons.

It is better to practice a nail than a rifle. It's a hopeless and powerless outcome.

Except for a few geniuses who have achieved great cultivation and successfully built a foundation, most cultivators can only lie on their stomachs and be honest, and they also have to hide their identities as cultivators. Otherwise, the special departments of the central government will come to the door, conduct grading and prison cells, and completely lose their freedom.

And they all have a criminal history, once they are discovered, there is naturally only one result, which is not much better than Qin Tianyu.

"I feel that Qin Tianyu should be sentenced to death. The fat man calmly analyzed: "If you think about it carefully, if you don't talk about the crimes he committed before, just say that he killed seven rich people, and this thing will not be able to escape." He killed a rich man with a lot of status and fame in the capital, which caused a great sensation. Although the media has been officially banned, there are still private discussions. ”

As he spoke, the fat man made a comparison, "Those rich people are rich and powerful, they died tragically, and there are naturally many families who want to avenge them, Qin Tianyu has no roots and no power in prison, how can he fight with those people? Moreover, in order to cover up the secrets of the cultivators, the official naturally ...... it."

The fat man made a gesture of cutting his throat, and the meaning was obvious.

The tall man's pupils shrank, and he sighed heavily.

Qin Tianyu had come to this end, so what would happen to these cultivators who had committed crimes?

Could it be that when we enter the modern society, cultivators will be slowly eliminated?

The fat man saw the tall man's thoughts, and stepped forward to comfort: "Don't talk about this, let's talk about happiness." ”

The tall man glanced at him and said listlessly, "What else is there to be happy about?"

"Of course there is!" the fat man pointed to a package in the house and said, "Isn't it worth the joy that we stole so many high-quality wild medicinal herbs yesterday?"

"It's all yesterday, what's there to be happy about. ”

"This is a good thing that is not exchanged, how can you be happy for a day. The fat man smiled and said, "Let's be happy today without getting drunk and going home!"

Speaking of not getting drunk and not returning, the tall man said with some doubts: "Hey, didn't he go to get jerky, why hasn't he come back for so long?"

The fat man was also a little puzzled, but he didn't think about the bad thing at all, just smiled and waved his hand: "Maybe he went to the toilet by the way, right? You know his, he urins a lot." ”

"Hold the grass!" the tall man retched in disgust, "He won't run out of pee, so he'll use that hand, right?"

"Can you please stop saying it so disgusting?"

The conversation between the two reached Qin Lu's ears outside the door, and his teeth itched with anger.

Sure enough, his precious medicinal materials were taken away by these people.

It's really unbearable for no one except Uncle Keto!

"Take us tomorrow to find the girl, will you?" suggested the tall man.

The fat man glanced at him, and said helplessly: "What's the matter with you, didn't you just find a woman? Why do you still have to look for it? If you continue like this, the little essence of your cultivation will be squeezed dry." ”

"No, no, no. The tall man shook his head and said, "I'm a double cultivator, you old virgin won't understand, do you want me to take you to play?"

"Don't hurt me, the exercises I practice can't touch women, and it should be said that Dacheng can't touch women. The fat man said righteously.

"Hey, it's boring!" the tall man waved his hand and changed the subject: "Last time, I heard that you were making a big business in the south?

"Huh. As soon as he mentioned this, the fat man sneered, "That boss provoked me, I will kill his whole family, not only the people in the factory, but also his family." ”

"Hold the grass, fat man, you are so fierce!" the tall man smacked his tongue, "There are hundreds of people in the factory, right?

"Naturally. The fat man even looked very proud.

The tall man lowered his voice and said, "If you get caught by the special department, it's over." ”

The fat man glanced at him and said, "What's the matter? Didn't I commit fewer things before? Anyway, if I was caught, I would die, so I might as well pull a few more pads." And as long as we hide well, those people won't be able to catch us. ”

The tall man nodded approvingly, and then frowned as if he remembered something, "Huh, why hasn't he come back yet?

The fat man was also a little puzzled, thought for a long time, and was suddenly stunned, and quickly stood up and said, "It's not right!"