Ignoring the roar from the other side, Wild continued to do push-ups, just an old trash that couldn't shake his mood.

As the days passed, WILD & Wild Flavors' workouts increased every day.

From the normal push-ups and pull-ups at the beginning, to the one-handed handstand at the end, not only the quantity but also the quality is also increasing.

The reason why he was able to do these high-intensity training at all times with that feeling of being out of strength was completely supported by a willpower.

This is not to say that willpower can be strong enough to break all rules, but Wilde himself has some speculation, the reason may be that his body has a part of his soul more than others, and the strong soul gives him strong willpower and seems to bring about some qualitative changes.

He can use this willpower to squeeze out a small part of his strength for exercise, but it can only assist in training, as long as he stops and his willpower is relaxed, this power will be completely drained in an instant like a punctured balloon.

Even so, it's a unique talent.

It is precisely because of this that WILD Flavors and Specialty Ingredients has been able to maintain a high-intensity training state during these days, and his body is getting stronger every day, and his strength is increasing rapidly.

Ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Wild Wild's one-handed handstand push-ups have been able to do more than 1,300, and at this time he also felt that the shortcomings of this training method were too simple, and the training effect achieved was far less than when he first started.

"It's not going to go on like this, we have to deal with the handcuffs as soon as possible." Wild stopped training, his muscles bulged with his breathing, and he calmed down his rapid breathing slightly, and Wild sat cross-legged on the ground and began to think.

However, after thinking about it, Wild found that there was no other way to go than to make up his mind from the jailer.

And the jailer's idea is not so easy to fight, coupled with the surveillance of the video phone bug, it is easy for a careless person to be dragged to the early execution.

"Wait." Wilder glanced at the darkness outside the cage and closed his eyes to regain his strength.

Training day in and day out is very boring, and Wild and Wild insist on repetitive training every day, while not forgetting to think about the plan to break free from the cage every day.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and finally, he saw an opportunity.

In the darkness, the corners of Wild's mouth suddenly hooked, and his eyes looked down the aisle outside the cage.

Two jailers came from the end of the street pushing the food cart, and unlike usual, the two jailers seemed to have drunk alcohol today, walked staggeringly, and still had toothpicks in their mouths, reluctant to spit it out.

Wilde walked over to the bars of the cage and watched the jailer scolding and scolding as he finished delivering one meal after another, the smile on his lips became more and more wanton.

The strong smell of alcohol could be smelled from afar, which gave an idea of how much alcohol the two jailers had drunk.

"No matter how strict the place is, it is inevitable that there will be one or two people who are full of mistakes." Wild whispered.

Soon, the two jailers came to him.

Wilde leaned against the railing to face the two of them, watching as one of the jailers bent down to get the lunch box, and the other was on the verge of losing his footing.

His body was secretly concentrating on strength, and the muscles in Wild's body were contracting.

Now is the time!

Wild's eyes suddenly turned to the one next to him as he stared at the jailer who was picking up the lunch box, and his right foot quickly popped out, through the gap between the railings, and hit the opponent's ankle.

"Bell!"

The opponent's body lost his balance, instantly hit the iron railing, fell to the ground, hit his head, and completely fainted.

Wild didn't pause, retracted his foot, and did the same thing he did to knock his head on the railing and faint before the other jailer who was fetching food could not.

"Woo!"

In the hallway, the alarm went off, and Wild, knowing that time was too short to delay, looked at the jailer on the right, the large set of keys pinned to his waist to be exact.

But before that......

Wilde glanced at the cage opposite.

Reaching out and dragging the jailer on his right and removing the key, Wild began to try the handcuffs on his hands one by one.

"That's not right..."

"That's not right..."

Sweat ran down his forehead, and the time passed by second, and Wild didn't know how long it would take for the jailer to arrive, but he knew that it would definitely not take more than half a minute.

"Hurry, hurry! Something is going on in the beast hell! ”

"Arrive at once!"

From the monitoring room, a large number of jailers began to rush towards the cage where Wilde was located.

"It's too late!" Wilder sped up when he heard hurried footsteps coming from the end of the aisle.

One key after another was denied by the handcuffs, and in the blink of an eye, only the last one remained, and Wild's eyes flashed, and he inserted the keys into the handcuffs.

"Click!"

"Stop!"

The moment the lock cylinder of the handcuffs was successfully twisted, the jailer's roar rang in his ears.

"Boom!"

Wilde raised his head, the cage was already full of jailers, more than a dozen guns pointed at him, he had no doubt that if he dared to act rashly at this time, his body would definitely have dozens of holes.

You know, he still has handcuffs in his hands, and although the key is right, it hasn't been opened yet.

"It's coming so quickly, sir." Wild's handcuffed hands were held high above his head, and he smiled helplessly at the dozen jailers.

"Yes... If you don't hurry up, you'll succeed, you damn bastard! As he spoke, the jailer at the head pulled the trigger!

"Bang!"

Wild's body jerked, bleeding from his shoulder, a bullet hole appearing, and blood pouring out.

"Hmm..." Wild's face twisted in pain, and then he raised his pale face and looked at the jailer at the head with an ugly smile: "It hurts! … Sir. ”

"You guy—" The jailer's faces almost contorted when he saw this, but he didn't shoot again, opened the cage, and a group of jailers swarmed up and pinned Wilder to the ground.

"Dare to attack the jailer! You bastard is dead! After removing the key from Wild's handcuffs, the jailer at the head glared at Wild.

Wilde was lying on the ground weakly at this time, and when he heard his words, he said lightly: "I didn't attack the jailer, sir, the two of them fell by themselves, I guess they couldn't stand on their feet after drinking, and it was because of this that I had a feeling that I could successfully escape from prison!" Of course, it still failed, and if you don't believe me, sir, you can go and smell the wine on both of them. ”

"Sir! He lied! I saw that it was the imp who attacked the two Jailer Gentlemen! However, at this moment, the person in the cage opposite suddenly spoke.

Wild's eyes narrowed instantly, and a dangerous light flashed in it, and then he looked at the head jailer, only to see that his face was already difficult to see.

Wilde pretended to be helpless and looked at the head jailer and said, "If I say that it is because he has an enmity with me and deliberately frames me, do you believe it?" ”

"Die! Bastard! However, the irascible jailer didn't give him a chance to defend himself, and a huge fist smashed into Wilder's face in an instant.

Blood splattered, and Wild's head felt buzzing, but before he could come to his senses.

In the next second, all the jailers seemed to have received a signal and launched a human attack on Wilder on the ground.

Let's fight... Let's fight... The harder you hit, the better...

Wild's heart breathed a sigh of relief, and the opportunity had arrived.

As for the guy opposite... Soon.

Thinking about it, another big fist smashed into Wilder's face, and this time Wilde fainted directly.