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.

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

feel rather

and straight, started to

from

not help but admire

and torture its

was secretly looking for trouble with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all the injuries on his

way, Gwendolyn

he was deep

fallen onto the floor due to intense pain,

with bewildered expressions,

the pale-faced Maverick on the floor and asked, “How many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked his

him.

ninety strokes without making a

really is a

go easy on him, did you?” The

how strong our hands

this is Mr. Harris’

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

lowered his head to take another look at Maverick

as paper, yet his lips were covered

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

sense of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to exclaim how

was

no wonder Gwendolyn liked

least pleasing to

The two people holding

reality and focused his gaze

“Forget it.

quite a miracle that he’s lasted this long with his

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

get going.” “How should we explain things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied, “I will tell him the truth.” They were getting ready to

Ryan, who had been staying hidden in the

two just see?” Quinton and Ryan lowered their

the living room

else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven

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

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

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

the apple of the eyes of

her, they would have to face the consequences of

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