A minute later, he threw up...
Three minutes later, he threw up...
Five minutes...
He really couldn't take it anymore!
Lancelot pinched his nose and had no choice but to call over some clan members to drag out the poor guy, who was vomiting so violently he was nearly bringing up bile.
The smell in the entire room had become unbearable.
Chen Sheng lay on the bed, his face ashen, gasping for breath. Even trying to tough it out had been no use.
There was no need to wait until nightfall. He was already on the verge of having nightmare-like hallucinations.
Whenever he closed his eyes, he seemed to see those bloody scenes: headless monkeys convulsing as fountains of blood spurted from their necks.
These weren't medical experiments. They were elaborate acts of torture.
At that moment, Chen Sheng even wondered whether Li Bai had used the Samos Family to set him up by passing off those experiment videos as theirs.
That night, just as Chen Sheng had expected, he spent the entire night having nightmares. He woke again and again, unable to sleep peacefully.
After waking, he could still clearly remember the nightmare. He had been just like those monkeys, bound tightly to a frame, with several probes of varying thicknesses driven deep into his head. Then his head had burst open like those monkeys' heads in the videos he'd watched that day. Yet he had remained fully conscious, while that guy surnamed Li still had no intention of letting him go. Grinning viciously, he'd taken out a spoon and reached it into Chen Sheng's head.
What the hell, had Li Bai mistaken his head for a monkey's brain?
Chen Sheng was terrified and furious, but he couldn't move at all and had no way to resist. At last,