After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

Chapter 119 Beaten Up

Eleven heard the sarcasm in his words and chuckled.

"Mr. Freeman, I'm sorry."

Melvin made a soft "hmm" sound and walked to the wall, facing it and bracing his hands against it.

He just stood firmly and a cane came with wind.

It landed directly and unceremoniously on his upright back with a crunching sound.

"Er ..."

Melvin clenched his teeth, and his hands almost subconsciously clenched into fists.

Not waiting to digest the pain caused by this cane, he was completely not given a chance to breathe but it was followed by a second and third beat.

It hurt. It really hurt.

Because he was injected with a special drug, his body became weaker and his skin thinner, while the pain was intensified.

The 023 special drug was originally used to treat prisoners of war who had made great mistakes, and after injection, people were powerless to resist, and the pain during interrogation and torture was intensified, which also led to physical and mental torture to the extreme.

He never thought that 023 drug would be used to torment him as well one day, albeit in a modified and toned down version.

It was ironic when he just thought about it!

"Snap!"

The sharp pain of the cane swinging into his back ripped his thoughts back.

With more than 20 times of hitting, his back was already red and purple under the white shirt.

He held on to his breath, in order to keep himself from letting out a little shout of humiliation. He bit his lower lip so hard that there was a row of blood marks on it. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his arms were bruised.

When he endured the fortieth hit, his arm, which was braced against the wall, began to shake uncontrollably.

By the time he reached the seventieth, his back was already hurting to the point of near numbness. As the skin was more fragile than before, several parts of his back had been skinned and his white shirt was soaked with scattered spots of blood.

He began to feel dizzy, and his original long and straight legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

watched from the sidelines and had to sigh

could him painful but can't

to find Melvin's trouble, the wounds on the back

when

the floor and passed out from the pain on

confused, looked at each other,

"Eleven, what to do?"

who was bloodless on the

"Ninety."

and was suddenly in awe of the unconscious man on

managed to stay up to ninety strokes without saying a word before passing out. He is really

how strong our hands are, not

what should we do now? The last ten strokes should be continue or not? If we finish, I'm afraid we have to splash him with water to wake him up before

head to re-examine

white as paper, but his lips were full of

looked miserable, which actually did not make people feel very ugly, but had a different kind of fragile

wanted to

creator was

face was really fucking

to keep this

"Eleven?"

were still holding

then returned to her senses and looked squarely at Melvin's

and then continue. It is estimated that he will faint again. Master Keith said we have to do this quickly.

"What about Master Keith..."

will go and tell

to hit the

and Eighteen who were staying in the

did you two

their heads, "Mr. Freeman passed out in the living room because he was too tired

lady asks, you guys just say it like this. If the lady doesn't ask, then just pretend it's not happening,

"Understood."

their posts after hearing the order, not bothering at all about the fainted man in

person the young masters loved most. He dared to hurt

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