He angrily picked up a piece of gravel that fell to the ground when cutting the wall, and threw it towards the ventilation duct. The stone made a violent impact in the ventilation duct, and the sound even spread from the communicator in the living room.
, which in turn was passed to the basement. This was a sudden sound attack, or in other words, Dustik violated the order the captain had just issued to him. However, this time the captain unexpectedly did not ask any questions, as if to the black man this time.
The default for rash action. Net
It should be said that such a terrible sound is not only a huge torture for the black people, but also for the people waiting for the results in the living room. In order not to continue to suffer the torture, the captain acquiesced to the black people's approach.
The huge banging sound obviously startled the nasty rat. When the sound came out, the rat was quiet for at least twenty seconds.
However, when the mouse realized that such impact had no effect on it, and after making a few squeaking calls, a new round of dragging sounds broke out again. Not only that, this time the sound sounded like that
Like a mouse, one place was dragged repeatedly many times, and it sounded almost like the howling of ghosts and wolves in hell.
The black man threw stones again, and the two consecutive impacts caused the grille above the ventilation duct to shake, and several screws began to fall off during violent beatings. But frankly speaking, for animals like rats, the first intimidation effect
It is definitely better than the first time. By analogy, once the mouse adapts to the threat, the effect of the second time will be greatly reduced.
Sure enough, it didn't take long, or it was obviously shorter than the first pause, before the hateful rat started its unscrupulous activities again. This provocation finally made the black people intolerable.
He slowly walked under the grille and looked up. Although there was darkness behind the grille and he could not see anything, he could guess where the mouse had gone through the sound of its movements.
The black man decided to use the wall in his hand to completely eliminate the rat, but only if the rat came to the grille.
The black man whispered: "Damn it, you damn mouse, wait until I find you, don't run away, damn guy, as long as I find you, you must look good, tell me, how do you want to die?"
Fa? Do you want me to peel off your skin and put you into boiling water, or do you want me to pick out your intestines and hang them outside to become air-dried specimens? Okay, okay, I know you won’t say anything,
It doesn’t matter like that, it really doesn’t matter, you deserve to die anyway.”
The captain also did not interfere with the black man's actions at this time. He also understood that in such an environment, if there were always provocations from rats around, the final result would be that Dustik could not really concentrate, and the consequences might be even more serious.
Seriously, considering this, the captain has remained silent.
Dustik kept weighing the cement blocks in his hands while listening carefully to all the movements above his head. He was waiting. The grille above his head was already very weak. Two of the four screws were missing, and the remaining two seemed to be too weak.
If it can't withstand a heavy blow, just one more stone throw will definitely knock down the upper grille. If the mouse is on that grille, it will fall down with it. At that time, it will be the time for Dustik to show off his power.
He was absolutely sure of his marksmanship. As long as the mouse fell, the black man could hit the mouse and make it incapacitated without waiting for the mouse to hit the ground.