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.

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

began to feel rather light-headed

and straight, started to

from the

help but admire how cunning Treyton’s

really hurt and torture

for trouble with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s

way, Gwendolyn would

he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard

onto the floor due to intense pain, passing out

each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately

asked, “How many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked his tongue twice, suddenly

him.

actually managed to endure ninety strokes without making a sound before

is

on him, did

strong our hands

this is Mr. Harris’

dare to go easy?” They paused for a moment, then continued, “Elven, what should we do now? Should we give him the last ten strikes or not?

lowered his head to take another look at Maverick on the

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

features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make him

a unique sense of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to exclaim how unfair

man was

Gwendolyn liked to

at least pleasing to

holding canes were at

focused his gaze on Maverick’s dreadful-looking

“Forget it.

quite a miracle that he’s lasted this long with

water on him to wake him up and continue,

make it quick, so let’s get going.” “How should we explain things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied, “I will tell him the truth.”

leaving, Elven called out Quinton and Ryan, who had

two just see?” Quinton

the living room because he was too from doing

Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded

exactly this If she doesn’t

it” “Got it.” After setting

and Ryan returned to their posts after receiving their orders, completely

was the apple of the eyes

have to face the consequences of their

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