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.

been whipped

to feel

slender and straight, started

watched from the

but admire how cunning Treyton’s beating

torture its victim without

was secretly looking for trouble with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s

Gwendolyn would not

was deep

onto the floor due to intense pain, passing out on the

each other with bewildered expressions, ultimately

have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked his tongue

him.

ninety strokes

really is a

go easy on him, did you?” The

strong

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? If we do, I’m afraid we’ll

another look at Maverick

as pale as paper, yet

miserable appearance surprisingly did not make

beauty, Elven sincerely

man was

Gwendolyn liked to keep him

least

The two people holding canes were at a

reality and focused his

“Forget it.

a miracle that he’s lasted this long

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

so let’s get going.” “How should we explain things to

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

just see?”

the living room because he was

anything else.” Chapter 11 Cunning

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

After setting the story straight, everyone

returned to their posts after receiving their orders, completely ignoring the man who had fainted in the living

apple of

hurt her, they would have to face the consequences

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