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

time, Ronian restrained the urge to dodge and

he had just knocked on. The two injuries overlapped, and

raised his eyebrows, endured the pain on his forehead, and

have your ideas. You and I both know

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

wife to punish

Ronian a good lesson. Ronian was the best at pretending, bullying the

punished you because you

back

Ronian didn't dare

"I admit it. I am willing to accept any punishment from

at him with dark eyes. “Of course, you will be punished. But this afternoon is still very long. I am very happy to make

at Ormand. He could sense a dangerous aura in

got up. He walked around the desk and stood in front

your military

for a while. In the end, he obeyed the order and obediently took off his military

doing all this, Ronian returned to his original position

a faint smile and said seriously, “Let's see if your stamina has decreased.

“Yes, Sir.”

difficult for Ronian, who had gone

bent down, propped up his firm arms, and quickly

eyes and looked

was very quiet in the office, and only Ronian

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

forehead covered in a thin layer of sweat. "107," he

why don't you count it

Ronian was confused.

at Ormand inexplicably. He was not asked to count

not speak, but his eyes were filled with an aura that didn't allow

and continued to do push-ups. He started

stopped just now, so you need to start

Ronian was stunned.

would be difficult to go through this afternoon because

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