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.

from the sidelines and had to sigh

could him painful but can't

trouble, the wounds on the back will not affect

about it when he suddenly heard a "poof"

was Melvin who fell on the floor and passed out

each

"Eleven, what to do?"

was bloodless on the floor, and asked, "How much did you

"Ninety."

awe of the unconscious man on the

up to ninety strokes without saying a word before passing out. He is really a man." He thought about it, and added, "You two didn't show

shook their heads in a panic, "You know how strong our hands are, not

not? If we finish, I'm

didn't say anything, lowering her head to re-examine

white as paper, but his lips were

features, he looked miserable, which actually did not make people

wanted to

creator was

was

to keep this face around,

"Eleven?"

two men who were still holding the cane

senses and looked squarely at Melvin's

his body that can hold up to now is already the limit. Splash water to wake him up and then

"What about Master Keith..."

and tell him the

few people were ready to

called out Seventeen and Eighteen who

did you two see just

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

nodded with satisfaction, "If the lady asks, you guys just say it like this. If the lady doesn't ask, then just

"Understood."

aligned with it and left. Seventeen and Eighteen went back to their posts after hearing the order, not bothering at all about the fainted man

the person the young masters loved most. He dared to hurt her, and this

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