Chapter 119 Cunning

Elven detected the sarcasm in his words and responded with a smile, “Mr. Wright, I apologize.”

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Maverick hummed lightly and found himself walking toward the wall. Facing the wall, he placed both hands on it for support.

As soon as he stood up, a cane whipped through the air like a gust of wind.

The blow landed directly and mercilessly on his straightened back, producing a crisp sound.

“Ugh…”

Maverick gritted his teeth, his hands instinctively clenching into tight fists.

Before he could even recover from the pain brought by the first stroke, the second and third blows quickly followed. They mercilessly hit his back without giving him a chance to catch his breath.

Indeed, it hurt.

Due to the injection of a special drug, his physical constitution had weakened and his skin had become thinner. Thus, his sense of pain intensified.

The 023 special drug was originally designed to treat prisoners of war who had committed grave mistakes Once injected, the individual would be unable to resist. The pain experienced during interrogation and punishment would be intensified. This would ultimately lead to extreme physical and mental torment.

Never did he expect that one day the 023 drug, albeit an adjusted prescription, would be used to torment him.

It was ironic, indeed.

The intense pain from the cane striking his back snapped him back to reality.

After just over twenty strokes, it was obvious that several bruises had appeared underneath the white shir

With sheer determination, Maverick held his breath to avoid making any humiliating cries. He bit down on his lower lip so hard that it left a row of bloody marks. Cold sweat covered his forehead, while the vei in his arms bulged prominently.

By the fortieth stroke, his arms, which were propped against the wall, began to tremble uncontrollably.

By the seventieth stroke, his back was in so much pain that it had almost gone numb. His skin was more fragile than before. Several spots on his back had been whipped open, leaving scattered bloodstains on h white shirt.

and unsteady. His legs, originally slender and straight, started to

the side. He could not help

hurt and torture its victim without actually

looking for trouble with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all the injuries on his back would not affect his

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he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard

to intense pain, passing out

each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning to Elven for

what should

floor and asked, “How many times have

“Ninety.”

clicked his tongue twice, suddenly feeling a sense of admiration for the unconscious

endure ninety strokes without making a sound before passing out. He really is a tough guy. You two didn’t go easy on him, did

for a moment, then continued, “Elven, what should we do now? Should we give him the last ten strikes or

to take another look at

color, was as pale as paper, yet his lips were covered in

and handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make

wanted to exclaim how unfair God was. The man was

liked to keep him around. He

“Elven?”

people holding canes were

and focused his gaze

this long with his weak constitution. If we splash water on him to wake him up and continue, he’ll probably pass out again in no

things to Mr.

“I will tell

getting ready to

and Ryan, who had been staying hidden in the

did you two

“Mr. Wright passed

doing housework. We didn’t see anything

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you tell her exactly this If she doesn’t ask, then just act as if nothing happened. Got

“Got it.”

left. Quinton and Ryan returned to their posts after receiving their orders, completely

the Harrises. If anyone dared to hurt her, they would

on the cold marble floor

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