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.

whipped open, leaving scattered bloodstains on h

to feel rather light-headed and

originally slender and straight, started to

watched from the

admire how cunning Treyton’s

and torture

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

Gwendolyn

was deep in thought, he suddenly

had fallen onto the floor due to

other with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning to

floor and asked, “How many times have

him.

actually managed to endure ninety strokes without making a sound before passing

is a tough

go easy on him, did you?” The two hurriedly shook

know how strong our

is Mr. Harris’

go easy?” They paused for a moment, then continued, “Elven, what should we do now? Should we give him the last ten

another

face, devoid of color, was as pale as paper, yet his

features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not

unique sense of fragile beauty, Elven

man was

no wonder Gwendolyn liked to keep him

least pleasing

people holding canes

and focused

“Forget it.

that he’s lasted this long with

we splash water on him to wake him up and continue, he’ll probably pass

explain things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied, “I will tell

leaving, Elven called out Quinton and Ryan, who had been staying hidden

you two just see?”

in the living room because he was too from

see anything else.” Chapter 11

Shalders asks about it, you tell her exactly this If she doesn’t ask, then just

“Got it.” After setting the

returned to their posts after receiving their orders, completely ignoring the man who had fainted in the

apple of the eyes of the

would have to face the

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