Zhang Ming in the cage was pitiful.

The cage is only one meter and two square, and Zhang Ming can only sit cross-legged inside, and he can only curl up and lie down. The two guards were very vigilant, they were not allowed to pee, and there was no way to destroy the cage, so in desperation, Zhang Ming had to lie in the cage and think of other ways.

"No matter what reason they find, they won't let it out, so that they will be furious? Or don't let go? No matter what, try whatever comes to mind! Zhang Ming knew that the two guards were an opportunity, and if Nojima and Picard came back, there would be no chance at all.

"Hurry up, I can't hold it back, I'm going to!" Zhang Ming shouted loudly, while kicking the cage desperately with both feet.

"What the hell, pee and in it!" The voice of the thin man.

Zhang Ming continued to shout: "No, the place is too small, and I can't take off my pants!" ”

"Pull into the crotch! It's so annoying, I can't even hear the TV. The fat man was visibly annoyed.

Zhang Ming saw that it had an effect, and scolded in a louder voice: "You hate it!" Let Lao Tzu pull in the crotch of his pants, in the cold, are you human or not? ”

"Can't you let him out? Look at his thin appearance, can we see that he is still upside down? The voice of the thin man.

The fat man said, "You have a little brain, okay?" didn't see the old guy in the house, Mr. Gu let him die without even taking him. These people are very capable. ”

Listening to their conversation, Zhang Ming knew that in the other bedroom, it was probably the head of the household who was killed by Nojima, the so-called Mr. Gu, who was the pseudonym of Nojima or Picard, killed the owner of the house, and they forcibly seized the house.

"What a brute who cares about human life!" Zhang Ming scolded in his heart, became even more angry, raised his voice and shouted again:

"Are you two human or brutes? Don't let Lao Tzu go to the toilet to grass your eighteen ancestors! Grass you ......" Zhang Ming scolded these words very unfamiliarly, they were all heard at school, he had never used them, who used to speak foul language, he despised it very much, at this moment he remembered what swear words to learn what swearing, and picked up his most hated words to scold, and now he said these ugly words, somehow not only did not feel ashamed, but it was very enjoyable.

The fat man finally couldn't sit still, kicked the door open, and after coming in violently, he kicked the cage twice: "Your grandmother's life is enough for you...... If you don't close your beak and kick you flat! ”

"Your grandma's, grass your ancestors, Lao Tzu kicked you!" Zhang Ming doesn't care what logic is illogical at the moment, he can barely move in the cage, what do you use to kick people? Anyway, he's just making the other party angry now.

The fat man is a hot-tempered guy, which Zhang Ming can see from his kicking the door and kicking the cage.

Sure enough, the fat man kicked the cage harder and harder: "Lao Tzu asked you to scold!" Lao Tzu makes you scold! Kick you son of a bitch! ”

Although the cage is strong, but the skeleton with the thickness of the thumb is not hard enough under his feet after all, and it bends to the side crookedly, turning from a square to a triangular cage, Zhang Ming protects his head and his whole body is still tightly bound by the cage, and he also feels a burst of pain on his body.

The thin man pulled the fat man: "Big brother, the cage is flattened." ”

"I'm afraid of a ball! Kick this dog *day*! The fat man's temples jumped straight, indicating that he was extremely angry. This guy is a gangster in society, only he scolds, how can others scold him. was scolded by Zhang Ming today, if it weren't for the employer's explanation, he must ensure that this kid is alive, and he can keep kicking until he is out of breath.

After all, there is no money to kick to death, and he may be punished by the employer, that little Gu Zong's means of killing people he has seen with his own eyes, he doesn't kill people with his hands, and he doesn't see blood when he kills! The fat man kicked two more feet, panting and spitting at Zhang Ming: "Master spares you from dying for the time being." Mr. Gu let you live for three or five days first, and then let him hand you over to the master to deal with, and it will be strange if you kowtow if you don't torture! ”

After saying that, he went out with the thin man, and when he left, the mountain sounded that the door was closed.

Fortunately, it was winter, and the clothes were thick, and when the fat man kicked the cage, the iron frame pressed against his body hurt a lot, so he wouldn't get hurt. Zhang Ming wanted to kick the iron frame back, but his legs were pressed into the corner and couldn't bend, so he pushed with his hand again, and the push didn't work, so he simply bent over and arched his back. The strength of the back used the strength of the whole body, and the three arches and two arches were actually arched by him into a prismatic shape. Now the space is large, he sits in the middle position, his hand supports the bottom of the cage, and bends his leg and kicks the steel wire mesh down with his foot.

Through practicing internal skills and exercises, Zhang Ming's strength was no longer the same as before, and the prismatic cage was kicked into a square by him.

His toss is not small. The fat man in the living room knew what was tossing inside, and as soon as the fire was rising, he ran in and kicked the cage a few times, kicking and scolding: "The dog *day* wants to be comfortable?" No way! If you can't die, you can't be uncomfortable! ”

Zhang Ming adjusted his posture this time, and when he turned around and wanted to go out, he arched back into a triangular arch back to the prismatic cage, and then kicked back to the square: "Lao Tzu is comfortable, what's the matter!" ”

The two of you just kicked me and kicked me around, and kicked for more than ten rounds.

After more than ten rounds, Zhang Ming felt that the iron frame was obviously soft when he kicked again, so he gave up, pretending to finish his strength, and only gasped for breath in it silently.

The fat man stared at Zhang Ming and waited for Zhang Ming to kick again, and after waiting for a while, he saw that Zhang Ming was honest, and said, "Bah" and said, "Sample, you can't kick it in these few clicks?" Play with Lao Tzu, play won't kill you! ”

Observing again, Zhang Ming not only didn't reply, but even closed his eyes, looking like he had been fucked, the fat man walked out of the door satisfied, and muttered as he walked: "Fight with the master?" It's no wonder if you don't die! ”

Of course, Zhang Ming, who studied physics, did this consciously, and this was the only way to escape. Metal, like people, also has a fatigue period, the difference is that people can get through the fatigue period by resting, while metal cannot. The "fatigue" of metals is irreversible.

After resting for a while, feeling that his strength had eased a lot, Zhang Ming picked the small garden hole at the top of the cage with his fingers, borrowed the strength of his body and feet, and tried not to make a sound to move the cage back and forth, and the iron frame became softer and softer under his three folds and two bends. Zhang Ming did not forget to see through the movements of the two guys in the living room while pulling the shelf. I saw that the fat man was also a wine-colored hollowed out of the void, just now he was angry and he tossed the cage back and forth, he was tired at this time, he lay on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest, and the thin man leaned on the sofa at the other end and watched TV with relish.

After all, the iron frame was tossed back and forth dozens of times, and a crack appeared at the bottom of one end. Zhang Ming was afraid that Nojima would come back, and as soon as they came back, all their efforts would be wasted, so they hurried up and went back and forth. Finally, the iron rod that had cracked first broke, and the iron rod at the other end was almost the same. He wrenched it a few more times, and the iron rod broke off at the root.

Maybe Zhang Ming saw that he was almost done, and his movements were a little faster, and the broken iron rod made a lot of noise. He saw the thin man turn his head in alarm, and then got up and walked towards his room. Zhang Ming was frightened: If he is found to have destroyed the cage at this juncture, the two guys have a way to keep him in prison, as long as the person is still in the cage, whether it is a complete cage or a broken cage, it will be the same for him!

He desperately grabbed the iron rods that were broken at both ends and lifted them up, trying to open the cracks that allowed his head to drill out, but although the two pillars were broken, the two sides of the steel wire mesh were not broken much, and some places were not in the range of tension and folding, they were still tightly connected, and the gap was less than a fist wide, and the fist would be hung by the wire when it was stretched out, let alone a head much larger than a fist......