Chapter 11 Intermittent Time_3

His already muscular frame was tightly coiled with muscle at this moment, his veins starting to bulge, especially around his temples, where a whole patch had risen.

At this time, Billder's eyes took on a bizarre white hue.

It made the bulging veins on his face appear incredibly fierce.

But immediately—

"Ah! Aaah!"

The agonized cries burst forth from Billder's mouth.

He struggled ceaselessly.

But the specially prepared 'restraint straps' had him and the bed that was bolted to the floor tightly bound together.

Billder's struggle was futile.

The cries of agony continued.

Even more excruciating than before.

The elderly butler emerged from the corner of the infirmary.

He looked at Billder, whose struggling made the 'restraint straps' creak, and asked with an unchanged expression and tone, "What did you notice at the time of the car accident?"

"Aaah!"

That was Billder's response, a scream.

The elderly butler frowned.

This was not the response he wanted.