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

began to feel rather

legs, originally slender and

from

not help but admire how cunning Treyton’s

hurt and torture its

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

way, Gwendolyn

he was deep in thought, he suddenly

onto the floor due to intense pain, passing out

with

at the pale-faced Maverick on the floor and asked, “How many times have you caned him?” “Ninety.” Elven clicked his tongue twice, suddenly feeling a sense of admiration for the

him.

actually managed to endure ninety strokes without

is a

did you?” The two

strong our hands

is

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

head to take another look at Maverick on the

entire face, devoid of color, was as pale as paper, yet his lips were covered in

handsome features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make him

fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted

man was

wonder Gwendolyn liked to keep

was at least pleasing to the

two people holding canes were at a

focused his gaze on

“Forget it.

a miracle that he’s lasted

up and continue, he’ll probably pass out again in no

we explain things to Mr. Harris, then…” Elven replied, “I will tell him the truth.” They were getting ready

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

you two just see?” Quinton

Wright passed out in the living room because he was too from doing

see anything else.” Chapter

Shalders asks about it, you tell her exactly this If she doesn’t

it.” After setting the story

posts after receiving their orders,

was the apple of the eyes

have to face the consequences of

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