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.

unsteady. His legs, originally

not help but admire how cunning Treyton’s

cane could really hurt and torture its

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

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deep in thought, he suddenly heard

fallen onto the floor due to intense pain, passing out

with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning to Elven for

what should

Maverick on the floor and asked, “How many times

“Ninety.”

suddenly feeling a sense of admiration for

to endure ninety strokes without making a sound before passing out. He really is a tough guy. You two didn’t

How could we dare to go easy?” They paused for a moment, then continued, “Elven, what should we do now? Should

to

of color, was as pale as paper, yet his lips

not make him look

unfair God was.

keep him around.

“Elven?”

canes

reality and focused his gaze

on him to wake him

things

replied, “I will

ready to return

called out Quinton and Ryan, who had been staying

you two

“Mr. Wright passed out in the living room because

We didn’t see anything

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asks about it, you tell her exactly this If

“Got it.”

posts after receiving their orders,

to hurt her,

cold marble

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