Chapter 478 The Torture Continues

Ronian’s jaw went slightly stiff, and his face was slightly pale.

With more than five hundred push-ups as a beginning, his whole body was sore.

There were still more than four hours until the time off duty. Ronian wondered what tricks Ormand would play against him.

Ormand saw his nervous expression and coldly smiled. Ormand ordered in a low voice, "Separate your feet to the same width as your shoulders. Take a seated position for an hour and execute it immediately.”

Ronian didn’t expect it would be so easy.

"Yes, Sir.”

He let out a sigh of relief and obediently followed the order.

The hot wind blew. His cheeks were sweating heavily. Ronian did not say a word, and he breathed steadily while silently calculating the time.

Ormand stared at Ronian for a while and said nothing. He bypassed the latter and walked to the bookshelf behind.

Ronian didn't dare look back. He couldn't see what Ormand was doing, but he could hear the sound of Ormand's military boots stepping on the wooden floor.

From close to far, and from far to near...

When Ormand returned, he carried a high stack of books and placed them on his desk.

Ronian was keenly aware that something was wrong.

Sure enough, in the next second, Ronian saw Ormand organize two stacks of books and place them on his lap.

In order not to let the books fall, Ronian could only bite the bullet and move down two inches to maintain the balance of the books.

After seeing that Ronian had held the books well during the short period, Ormand sorted out two more stacks of thick books and walked to him.

"Open your fists and raise your palms.”

Ronian did as told.

Two stacks of heavy books were put on his palms.

teeth and continued to endure

sip of iced coffee, walked around the desk, returned to his seat, and coldly said, "If you can't even hold on for an hour, then you should resign as the deputy director. If a book falls

his breath and silently endured the physical

for this when he took over the power of the National Bureau

at the computer, but he glanced at Ronian out

"Do you hate me?"

you do,

you must have the self-awareness to obey my orders. It is not a good thing to have too

up on the

understand. "Mr. Hobson, you're right. I will naturally follow the rules. I will not go against the

took out an inverted

Ormand had set up. It

20 minutes before

that Ormand was good at

500 push-ups, so he would lose his strength if he raised his arms. He adjusted

a great impact on his reputation, and it would affect the

something like this to

hour, time passed

could only stare at the countdown while

legs had started to tremble uncontrollably. Ronian was sweating, and it looked like he

work. Ronian seemed to be

minutes left on the

felt dizzy, and he looked forward to the

timer stopped at 2:59 when it reached the last

his eyes and opened them again. When

What was happening?

Ormand behind the desk. Ormand was focused on working and did not

"Mr. Hobson."

him and continued to deal with

minutes. But the timer didn't move at all.He barely held on. "Mr. Hobson, this timer doesn't seem to function

“Really?”

the timer. "Since the timer can't function well, the time

Ronian was speechless.

many years since he first saw Ormand's tricks, but he had never expected it

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