Pirate's Swamp Fruit
Chapter 2 002 failed to get out of the cage?
Chapter 2 002 failed to get out of the cage?
Ignoring the growling on the other side, Wilder continued to do push-ups. He was just an old miscellaneous fish, and he still couldn't shake his emotions.
Day by day, Wilder's exercise intensity is also increasing day by day.
From the ordinary push-ups and pull-ups at the beginning to the one-handed handstand later, not only the quantity, but also the quality has also increased.
The reason why he was able to do these high-intensity training with the feeling of exhaustion all the time, Wilder relied entirely on his willpower to support him.
This is not to say that willpower can be strong enough to break all rules. Specifically, Wilder himself has some speculations. The reason may be that his body has more souls than others. The powerful soul endows him with strong willpower and at the same time seems to be brought about some qualitative changes.
He can use this willpower to squeeze out a small amount of strength for exercise, but it is only to assist the exercise. As long as he stops and the willpower relaxes, this strength will be punctured in an instant The balloons are usually completely deflated.
Even so, this is a unique talent.
It is precisely because of this that Wilder can maintain a high-intensity training state these days, his body is getting stronger every day, and his strength is also increasing rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed, and Wilder could do more than 300 one-handed handstand push-ups. At this time, he also felt the shortcomings of this training method, which was too single, and the training effect obtained was far worse than before. It's time to start.
"I can't go on like this. I have to get rid of these handcuffs as soon as possible." Wilder stopped training, his muscles swelled with his breathing, and he calmed down his shortness of breath slightly. Wilder sat cross-legged on the ground and began to think.
However, after thinking about it, Wilder found that there was no other way to go except to make up his mind from the jailer.
But the jailer's idea is not so easy to fight, coupled with the surveillance of the videophone bug, one who is not careful can easily be dragged to an early execution.
"Wait a little longer." Wilder glanced at the darkness outside the cage and closed his eyes, recovering his strength.
The day-to-day training is very boring. Wilder insists on repeated training every day, and at the same time, he does not forget to think about the plan to break out of the cage every day.
Emperor Tian paid off, finally, he saw an opportunity.
In the darkness, the corners of Wilder's mouth suddenly twitched, and he looked at the corridor outside the cage.
Two jailers came from the end pushing the dining cart. The difference was that the two jailers seemed to be drinking today, walking staggeringly, with toothpicks in their mouths, reluctant to spit them out.
Wilde walked to the cage railing, watching the jailer cursing and delivering meals one by one, the smile on his mouth became more and more wanton.
The strong smell of alcohol can be smelled from a long distance, from which we can know how much alcohol the two jailers have drunk.
"No matter how fortified a place is, it is inevitable that there will be one or two people who are full of mistakes." Wilder said in a low voice.
Soon, the two jailers came before him.
Wilder leaned against the railing and faced the two of them, watching one of the guards bend down to get the lunch box, while the other was clearly about to lose his footing and acted like a policeman.
The body secretly gathered strength, and all the muscles in Wilder's body were contracting.
It's now!
Wilde stared at the jailer who took the lunch box and suddenly turned his eyes to the one in the police circle next to him. His right foot jumped out quickly, passed through the gap between the railings, and hit the opponent's ankle.
"clang!"
The opponent lost his balance and hit the iron railing in an instant, fell to the ground, hit his head, and passed out completely.
Wilder didn't pause, and withdrew his foot, before the other jailer who picked up the meal noticed something was wrong, he slammed his head against the railing and passed out in the same way.
"Woooo!"
In the aisle, the alarm sounded instantly. Wilder knew that time was running out and he couldn't delay. He looked at the jailer on the right, to be precise, the large bunch of keys pinned to his waist.
But before that...
Wilder glanced at the opposite cage.
Stretching out his hand, he dragged the jailer on the right over, took off the key, and Wilde began to try the handcuffs one by one.
"wrong…"
"This is not right..."
Sweat dripped down his forehead, and the time passed by. Wilder didn't know how long it would take for the jailer to arrive, but he knew that this time would definitely not exceed half a minute.
"Hurry up! There is a situation in the beast hell!"
"Rush right now!"
A message was sent from the monitoring room, and a large number of jailers began to rush towards the cage where Wilder was.
"It's too late!" Wilder heard the hurried footsteps coming from the end of the aisle, speeding up.
One key after another was rejected by the handcuffs, and in a blink of an eye, only the last one remained. Wilder's eyes flashed, and he inserted the keys into the handcuffs.
"Crack!"
"stop!"
The moment the lock cylinder of the handcuffs was successfully twisted, the jailer's roar rang in his ears.
"Shhhhh!"
Wilder raised his head, and the cage was already surrounded by jailers, with more than a dozen guns pointed at him. He had no doubt that if he dared to act rashly at this time, there would definitely be dozens of holes in his body.
You know, he is still wearing handcuffs. Although the key is correct, it has not been opened after all.
"You came so fast, officers." Wilder raised his handcuffed hands above his head, and smiled helplessly in front of a dozen jailers.
"That's right... If you don't hurry up, you will succeed, you nasty bastard!" Saying this, the leading jailer pulled the trigger!
"boom!"
Wilder's body twitched violently, blood spattered from his shoulder, a bullet hole appeared, and blood flowed out slowly.
"Hmm..." Wilder's face twisted because of the pain, and then he raised his pale face and looked at the jailer in charge with an ugly smile: "It hurts so much!... Sir."
"You guy..." The head jailer almost twisted his face when he saw this, but he didn't shoot again, and opened the cage. A group of jailers swarmed up and pushed Wilder to the ground.
"Dare to attack the jailer! You bastard is dead!" After removing the key from Wilder's handcuffs, the leading jailer glared at Wilder.
Wilder was lying powerlessly on the ground at this time, and when he heard his words, he said lightly: "I didn't attack the jailer, sir, the two of them fell down by themselves. I guess they were drunk and couldn't stand still because This will give me a feeling that I can successfully escape from prison! Of course, it still failed, if you don’t believe me, sir, you can smell the alcohol on the two of them.”
"Sir! He lied! I saw that kid attacked the two guards!" However, at this moment, the person in the opposite cage suddenly spoke.
Wilder's eyes narrowed instantly, and a dangerous light flashed inside, and then he looked at the head jailer, and saw that his face was extremely ugly.
Wilder looked at the leading jailer pretending to be helpless and said, "Would you believe me if I said that he deliberately framed me because he had a grudge against me?"
"Go to hell! Bastard!" However, the irritable jailer didn't give him a chance to defend himself, and a huge fist hit Wilder's face in an instant.
Blood spattered, and Wilder felt his head buzzing, but he hadn't recovered yet.
In the next second, all the jailers seemed to have received the signal, and launched a human attack on Wilder on the ground.
Hit... Hit... Hit as hard as you can...
Wilde breathed a sigh of relief, the opportunity has come.
As for the guy on the other side... soon.
Thinking about it, another big fist hit Wilder's face, and this time Wilder passed out directly.
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(End of this chapter)
Ignoring the growling on the other side, Wilder continued to do push-ups. He was just an old miscellaneous fish, and he still couldn't shake his emotions.
Day by day, Wilder's exercise intensity is also increasing day by day.
From the ordinary push-ups and pull-ups at the beginning to the one-handed handstand later, not only the quantity, but also the quality has also increased.
The reason why he was able to do these high-intensity training with the feeling of exhaustion all the time, Wilder relied entirely on his willpower to support him.
This is not to say that willpower can be strong enough to break all rules. Specifically, Wilder himself has some speculations. The reason may be that his body has more souls than others. The powerful soul endows him with strong willpower and at the same time seems to be brought about some qualitative changes.
He can use this willpower to squeeze out a small amount of strength for exercise, but it is only to assist the exercise. As long as he stops and the willpower relaxes, this strength will be punctured in an instant The balloons are usually completely deflated.
Even so, this is a unique talent.
It is precisely because of this that Wilder can maintain a high-intensity training state these days, his body is getting stronger every day, and his strength is also increasing rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed, and Wilder could do more than 300 one-handed handstand push-ups. At this time, he also felt the shortcomings of this training method, which was too single, and the training effect obtained was far worse than before. It's time to start.
"I can't go on like this. I have to get rid of these handcuffs as soon as possible." Wilder stopped training, his muscles swelled with his breathing, and he calmed down his shortness of breath slightly. Wilder sat cross-legged on the ground and began to think.
However, after thinking about it, Wilder found that there was no other way to go except to make up his mind from the jailer.
But the jailer's idea is not so easy to fight, coupled with the surveillance of the videophone bug, one who is not careful can easily be dragged to an early execution.
"Wait a little longer." Wilder glanced at the darkness outside the cage and closed his eyes, recovering his strength.
The day-to-day training is very boring. Wilder insists on repeated training every day, and at the same time, he does not forget to think about the plan to break out of the cage every day.
Emperor Tian paid off, finally, he saw an opportunity.
In the darkness, the corners of Wilder's mouth suddenly twitched, and he looked at the corridor outside the cage.
Two jailers came from the end pushing the dining cart. The difference was that the two jailers seemed to be drinking today, walking staggeringly, with toothpicks in their mouths, reluctant to spit them out.
Wilde walked to the cage railing, watching the jailer cursing and delivering meals one by one, the smile on his mouth became more and more wanton.
The strong smell of alcohol can be smelled from a long distance, from which we can know how much alcohol the two jailers have drunk.
"No matter how fortified a place is, it is inevitable that there will be one or two people who are full of mistakes." Wilder said in a low voice.
Soon, the two jailers came before him.
Wilder leaned against the railing and faced the two of them, watching one of the guards bend down to get the lunch box, while the other was clearly about to lose his footing and acted like a policeman.
The body secretly gathered strength, and all the muscles in Wilder's body were contracting.
It's now!
Wilde stared at the jailer who took the lunch box and suddenly turned his eyes to the one in the police circle next to him. His right foot jumped out quickly, passed through the gap between the railings, and hit the opponent's ankle.
"clang!"
The opponent lost his balance and hit the iron railing in an instant, fell to the ground, hit his head, and passed out completely.
Wilder didn't pause, and withdrew his foot, before the other jailer who picked up the meal noticed something was wrong, he slammed his head against the railing and passed out in the same way.
"Woooo!"
In the aisle, the alarm sounded instantly. Wilder knew that time was running out and he couldn't delay. He looked at the jailer on the right, to be precise, the large bunch of keys pinned to his waist.
But before that...
Wilder glanced at the opposite cage.
Stretching out his hand, he dragged the jailer on the right over, took off the key, and Wilde began to try the handcuffs one by one.
"wrong…"
"This is not right..."
Sweat dripped down his forehead, and the time passed by. Wilder didn't know how long it would take for the jailer to arrive, but he knew that this time would definitely not exceed half a minute.
"Hurry up! There is a situation in the beast hell!"
"Rush right now!"
A message was sent from the monitoring room, and a large number of jailers began to rush towards the cage where Wilder was.
"It's too late!" Wilder heard the hurried footsteps coming from the end of the aisle, speeding up.
One key after another was rejected by the handcuffs, and in a blink of an eye, only the last one remained. Wilder's eyes flashed, and he inserted the keys into the handcuffs.
"Crack!"
"stop!"
The moment the lock cylinder of the handcuffs was successfully twisted, the jailer's roar rang in his ears.
"Shhhhh!"
Wilder raised his head, and the cage was already surrounded by jailers, with more than a dozen guns pointed at him. He had no doubt that if he dared to act rashly at this time, there would definitely be dozens of holes in his body.
You know, he is still wearing handcuffs. Although the key is correct, it has not been opened after all.
"You came so fast, officers." Wilder raised his handcuffed hands above his head, and smiled helplessly in front of a dozen jailers.
"That's right... If you don't hurry up, you will succeed, you nasty bastard!" Saying this, the leading jailer pulled the trigger!
"boom!"
Wilder's body twitched violently, blood spattered from his shoulder, a bullet hole appeared, and blood flowed out slowly.
"Hmm..." Wilder's face twisted because of the pain, and then he raised his pale face and looked at the jailer in charge with an ugly smile: "It hurts so much!... Sir."
"You guy..." The head jailer almost twisted his face when he saw this, but he didn't shoot again, and opened the cage. A group of jailers swarmed up and pushed Wilder to the ground.
"Dare to attack the jailer! You bastard is dead!" After removing the key from Wilder's handcuffs, the leading jailer glared at Wilder.
Wilder was lying powerlessly on the ground at this time, and when he heard his words, he said lightly: "I didn't attack the jailer, sir, the two of them fell down by themselves. I guess they were drunk and couldn't stand still because This will give me a feeling that I can successfully escape from prison! Of course, it still failed, if you don’t believe me, sir, you can smell the alcohol on the two of them.”
"Sir! He lied! I saw that kid attacked the two guards!" However, at this moment, the person in the opposite cage suddenly spoke.
Wilder's eyes narrowed instantly, and a dangerous light flashed inside, and then he looked at the head jailer, and saw that his face was extremely ugly.
Wilder looked at the leading jailer pretending to be helpless and said, "Would you believe me if I said that he deliberately framed me because he had a grudge against me?"
"Go to hell! Bastard!" However, the irritable jailer didn't give him a chance to defend himself, and a huge fist hit Wilder's face in an instant.
Blood spattered, and Wilder felt his head buzzing, but he hadn't recovered yet.
In the next second, all the jailers seemed to have received the signal, and launched a human attack on Wilder on the ground.
Hit... Hit... Hit as hard as you can...
Wilde breathed a sigh of relief, the opportunity has come.
As for the guy on the other side... soon.
Thinking about it, another big fist hit Wilder's face, and this time Wilder passed out directly.
Thanks for the recommendation vote support from book friends of Absolute Speed, Sword Ghost Shenluo, 0 Wuyichao 0, Chic L, Sadness on Black and White Piano Keys, mantissa 7805!thank you all! ! !
(End of this chapter)
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