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Chapter 477

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?"

speaking, Ormand picked up the cup on the

time, Ronian restrained the urge to

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

his eyebrows, endured the pain on his forehead, and

have your ideas. You and I both know whether you dare or

the past year, he had restrained a lot of his hostility because of

time, he was ordered by his wife to punish Ronian. He was very

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

the famous watch on his wrist and asked coldly, "Today, I punished you because you slacked off. You even have the delusion of quibbling

back as the veins on his

so Ronian didn't dare

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

dark eyes. “Of course, you will be punished. But this afternoon is still very long. I am

He could sense a

the desk and stood in front

your military

looked at Ormand for a while. In the end, he obeyed the order

returned to his

see if your stamina

“Yes, Sir.”

particularly difficult for Ronian, who had gone through tough training

his firm arms, and quickly did

eyes and

the office, and only Ronian occasionally

100

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

talk. Then why don't you

Ronian was confused.

Ormand inexplicably. He was not asked to count

were filled with an

fate and continued to do push-ups. He

just now, so

Ronian was stunned.

through this afternoon because Ormand made things

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