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 rather light-headed

legs, originally slender and straight, started to

from

help but admire how cunning

could really hurt and torture its

trouble with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all the injuries

Gwendolyn would

he was deep in thought, he suddenly

to intense pain, passing out on

at each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately turning to Elven for

many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked his tongue twice, suddenly feeling a sense of admiration for the unconscious

him.

endure ninety strokes without making a sound before passing

is

didn’t go easy on him, did you?” The two hurriedly shook

know how strong

is Mr.

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

his head to take another look at Maverick

of color, was as pale as

and handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make him look

off a unique sense of fragile beauty,

was really

Gwendolyn

at least pleasing to

people holding canes were at

and focused his gaze on

“Forget it.

he’s lasted this long

him up and continue, he’ll probably pass out

should 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.” They were getting ready to

out Quinton and Ryan, who had been staying

two just see?” Quinton and Ryan lowered their

the living room because he was

anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning Elven

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

setting the

returned to their posts after receiving their orders,

was the apple of the eyes

they would have to face the consequences

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