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?"

moment he finished speaking, Ormand picked up the cup on

Ronian restrained the urge to dodge and did not

to hit the swollen injury he had just knocked on. The two injuries overlapped, and the

his forehead, and replied

your ideas. You and I both know whether you

ruthless and vicious. In the past year, he had restrained a lot of

by his wife to punish Ronian. He

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

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

behind his back as the veins

was Ronian's superior, so Ronian didn't dare to vent

his heart, he could only suppress his anger. "I admit it. I am willing

punished. But this afternoon is

at Ormand. He could sense a dangerous

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 dignified

your military

He looked at Ormand for a while. In the end, he obeyed the order and obediently took

all this, Ronian returned to his

stared at him with a faint smile and said seriously, “Let's see if

“Yes, Sir.”

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

bent down, propped up his firm arms, and quickly did

lowered his eyes and

the office, and only Ronian occasionally

there were 100

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

can talk. Then why don't you

Ronian was confused.

at Ormand inexplicably. He was

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

to

now, so

Ronian was stunned.

this afternoon because Ormand made things difficult

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