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

began to feel rather light-headed

and straight, started to tremble

from

not help but admire how cunning Treyton’s beating

hurt and torture its victim without actually

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

Gwendolyn

As he was deep in thought, he

due to intense pain,

two aggressors looked at each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately

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

him.

to endure ninety strokes without making a

really is a

on him, did you?” The

know how strong

this is Mr.

we give him the last ten strikes or not? If we do, I’m afraid we’ll have to splash water o him to wake him up before we continue, right?” Elven did

his head to take another look at Maverick on the

as paper, yet his lips were covered in bright red

and handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make

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

was

no wonder Gwendolyn liked

was at least pleasing to

people holding canes were at

snapped back to reality and focused his gaze on Maverick’s dreadful-looking

“Forget it.

that he’s lasted

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

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

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

two just see?” Quinton and Ryan lowered

the living room because he was

anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven nodded in

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

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

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

the apple of the eyes

hurt her, they would have to face the consequences of

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