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.

had been whipped open, leaving scattered bloodstains on h

feel

slender and straight,

watched from

but admire how cunning Treyton’s beating

really hurt and torture its victim

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

Gwendolyn would not

he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard

fallen onto the floor due to intense pain,

looked at each other with bewildered expressions,

many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.”

him.

ninety strokes without

really is a tough

on him, did you?” The two hurriedly

strong our

this is Mr.

now? Should we give him the last ten strikes or not? If we do, I’m afraid we’ll have to splash water

take another look at

as pale as paper, yet his

handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make

of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to exclaim

was really

wonder Gwendolyn liked to

was at least

holding canes were at

and focused his gaze on Maverick’s dreadful-looking

“Forget it.

miracle that he’s lasted this long with his

wake him up and continue, he’ll

quick, so let’s get going.” “How should we explain things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven

Ryan, who had been staying hidden in the

did you two just see?” Quinton and

in the living room because he was

see anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded

her exactly this If she doesn’t ask, then just

it.” After setting

their posts after receiving their orders, completely ignoring

the apple of

hurt her, they would have to face the

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