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.

been whipped

feel rather light-headed and

and straight, started

from

but admire how

really hurt and torture its victim

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

way, Gwendolyn

As he was deep in thought, he

the floor due to intense pain, passing out on the

looked at each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning to Elven for

what should we do?” Elven glanced at the pale-faced Maverick on the floor and asked, “How many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked his tongue twice, suddenly feeling a

him.

actually managed to endure ninety strokes without making a sound before

is a

him, did you?” The two

know how strong our

this is Mr.

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 splash

his head to take another look at Maverick on the

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

of his distinct and handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not

fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to exclaim

man was really

was no wonder Gwendolyn liked to keep him

at least pleasing to

two people holding

snapped back to reality and focused his

“Forget it.

that he’s lasted this long

wake him up and continue, he’ll

should we explain things to Mr. Harris,

out Quinton and Ryan, who had been staying hidden in the

you two just see?” Quinton and Ryan lowered their

room because

didn’t see anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded in

about it, you tell her exactly this If she

it” “Got it.” After setting the story straight,

orders, completely ignoring

the apple of

have to face

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