One of Hei's men couldn't help but mutter inwardly, "Boss, is this really okay? You left, but we're stuck watching and listening, and it's unbearable! Even if we close our eyes, it's still dreadful. We might be desperate, but can't we deal with something better than this?" Right now, what were these people even supposed to be?
Meanwhile, in the workers' room.
"Don't come near me! Don't come near me!"
Of course, things weren't going well for Wang San either. The effects of the drug had long begun to take hold. When he saw Li Chengjing being thrown in just moments ago, he used the last shred of his consciousness to stumble backward, desperately trying to avoid her. He always remembered the distinction between high and low station—despite his unbearably overwhelming urge to bang his head against the wall, he still didn't even move a step closer! In Wang San's bloodshot eyes, apart from the effects of the drugs, there was nothing but sheer terror!
