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.

back had been whipped open, leaving

began to feel rather light-headed and

legs, originally slender and straight, started to tremble

from

admire how cunning Treyton’s beating

really hurt and torture

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

Gwendolyn

he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard something

fallen onto the floor due to intense pain,

aggressors looked at each other with

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

him.

managed to endure ninety strokes without making a sound before

really is a tough

him, did you?” The two

strong

this is Mr.

They paused for a moment, 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 water o him to wake him up

head to take another look at

face, devoid of color, was as pale as paper, yet

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

beauty,

was

wonder Gwendolyn liked to

was at least pleasing to

two people holding canes were

back to reality and focused his

“Forget it.

that he’s lasted this long

to wake him up and continue, he’ll

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

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

did you two just see?” Quinton and Ryan lowered

room because

Chapter 11 Cunning

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

After setting the story straight,

receiving their orders, completely ignoring

was the apple of the eyes of the

anyone dared to hurt her, they would have to face the

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