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.

on his back had been whipped open, leaving scattered bloodstains

feel rather light-headed

originally slender and straight, started

from

not help but admire how

could really hurt and torture its victim without

with Maverick behind Gwendolyn’s back, all

way, Gwendolyn

As he was deep in thought, he

to

aggressors looked at each other with

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

him.

ninety strokes without making

really is a

go easy on him, did you?” The two hurriedly shook

know how strong our hands

is Mr.

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

to take another look at Maverick on the

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

features, his miserable appearance surprisingly did not make him look

unique sense of fragile beauty, Elven sincerely wanted to exclaim

man was really

Gwendolyn liked to keep

least pleasing to

holding canes were at

and focused

“Forget it.

he’s lasted this

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

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

and Ryan, who had been staying hidden in

just see?” Quinton and Ryan lowered their

passed out in the living room because

anything else.” Chapter

tell her exactly this If she

setting the story straight,

and Ryan returned to their posts after receiving their orders,

apple of the

would have to face

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