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.

sigh at

cane really could him painful but can't kill

Melvin's trouble, the wounds on the back will not affect the normal walk. Miss Carroll could not know about

about it when

on the floor and passed out from the

at each other, and finally

"Eleven, what to do?"

was bloodless on the floor, and asked,

"Ninety."

awe of

a word before passing out. He is really a man."

panic, "You know how strong our hands are, not to mention that this is Master Keith's order.

or not? If we finish, I'm afraid we have to splash him with water to wake him

her head to

but his lips were full of

he looked miserable, which actually did not make people feel very

wanted to

creator was

man's face was really fucking

own lady liked to keep this face

"Eleven?"

still holding

to her senses and looked squarely at

and then

"What about Master Keith..."

"I will go and

were ready to hit

leaving, Eleven called out Seventeen and Eighteen

did you two see

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

it like this. If the lady doesn't

"Understood."

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

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

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