Chapter 119 Cunning Elven detected the sarcasm in his words and responded with a smile, “Mr. Wright, I apologize.” #15 Bonus 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.

his back had been whipped open, leaving scattered bloodstains on h white

feel rather light-headed

originally slender and straight, started to tremble

watched from

could not help but admire how cunning Treyton’s

hurt and torture its

for trouble with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all the injuries

Gwendolyn

was deep in

the floor due to intense pain, passing out on

each other with

times have you caned

him.

managed to endure ninety strokes without

is

on him, did you?” The two hurriedly shook

know how strong

is

for a moment, then continued, “Elven, what should we do now? Should we give him the last ten strikes or not? If we do, I’m afraid we’ll have to

lowered his head to take another look

devoid of color, was as pale as paper,

of his distinct and handsome features, his miserable

of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to exclaim how unfair God

man was really

no wonder Gwendolyn

was at least pleasing

holding canes were at

back to reality and focused his gaze on Maverick’s dreadful-looking

“Forget it.

quite a miracle that he’s lasted this

water on him to wake him up and continue, he’ll probably pass out again in

things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied, “I will tell him the truth.” They were getting ready to return

Elven called out Quinton and Ryan, who had

see?” Quinton and

in the living room

see anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded in

it, you tell her exactly this If she doesn’t ask,

After setting

their posts after receiving their orders, completely

apple of the eyes of

her, they would have to face the consequences of

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