Chapter 477 Ormand's Torture

Ormand raised his dark eyes and glanced at Ronian coldly. He picked up a booklet of missions on the table and threw it at the latter.

Ronian did not move at all. The paper booklet gently hit his belly and then slid to the ground.

Take a look first.”

Ronian was puzzled. He bent down to pick up the booklet and seriously flipped through it.

"This is the record of my missions in the past three months. What do you mean, Mr. Hobson?”

Ormand put the cigarette in his hand on the table and seriously scolded, "Your attendance in the past month is less than the previous two months. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?“

Ronian knew that Ormand was looking for trouble, so he could only suppress his anger and explain, "Because Sherlyn is sick, I often went home to stay with her during the last month.”

"What an excuse."

Ormand picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it on Ronian's forehead.

The moment the ashtray flew over, Ronian instinctively turned his head to dodge.

The ashtray brushed past his ear and fell onto the carpet behind him.

"What?"

Behind the desk, Ormand frowned with displeasure. His dark eyes were cold and piercing, and it was a sign of anger.

Ronian stared at the metal plate on the desk with the words "Director."

He suppressed his anger constantly, turned around, picked up the ashtray on the carpet, and smashed it on his forehead in front of Ormand.

Somewhere on his forehead quickly turned red and slightly swollen, but it was not bleeding.

Ormand said seriously as he admired Ronian's defeated expression, "Sherlyn only returned to the Felton’s place a week ago. It has only been seven days at most, but your workload has decreased by half.

"It's obvious that you are slacking on your work, and you still dare argue with me.

“Ronian, is it because I haven't asked about the situation in the bureau for too long? Are you itching for a beating and deliberately trying to play at me?"

he finished speaking, Ormand picked up the cup on the table and threw it at

Ronian restrained the urge

injury he had just knocked on. The two injuries overlapped, and the skin on his forehead was scratched. It was slightly

on his forehead, and replied respectfully, "Mr.

have your ideas. You and I both know

for being ruthless and vicious. In the past year, he had restrained a lot of his hostility because of his

to punish

Ronian was the best at pretending, bullying the weak, fearing the strong, and having

of this, Ormand rubbed the famous watch on his wrist and asked coldly, "Today, I punished you because

behind his back as the veins on his arms

Ronian didn't dare to

he felt indignant in his heart, he could only suppress his anger. "I admit it. I am willing to accept any punishment from you,

is still very long. I am very happy

head and looked at Ormand. He

the collar of his military uniform and slowly got up. He walked around the desk and stood in front of Ronian.He was taller than Ronian, and he was more imposing than Ronian because he was a fierce and

your military

didn't understand. He looked at Ormand for a while. In the end, he obeyed the order and obediently took off his military coat. He folded it neatly and placed it on

doing all this, Ronian returned to his original position and stood

with a faint smile and said seriously, “Let's see if your stamina has decreased. 400 push-ups in

“Yes, Sir.”

wasn't particularly difficult for Ronian, who had gone through tough training and had a good

bent down, propped up his firm

lowered his eyes and looked

the office, and only Ronian occasionally

there were 100 push-ups. He asked, “How

thin layer of sweat. "107," he answered without any

you can talk. Then why don't you

Ronian was confused.

at Ormand inexplicably. He was not

did not speak, but his eyes were filled with an aura that

and continued to

stopped just now, so you need to

Ronian was stunned.

be difficult to go through this afternoon because Ormand made

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