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.

gritted his teeth and continued to endure

calmly took a 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

and silently

for this when he took

out of the corner of his eye.

"Do you hate me?"

You're my superior. No matter what you do, I won't resist.

It is not a good thing

up on the matter

you're right. I will

inverted timer. He handed it over and

had

other words, the 20 minutes before

was good at

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

his palms, the news would have a great impact

would never allow something like

hour, time passed

at the countdown

uncontrollably. Ronian was sweating, and it looked like he had just taken a shower. The

handling his work. Ronian seemed to be

were 5 minutes left on

dizzy, and he looked forward to

timer stopped at 2:59 when it reached the last

He closed his eyes and opened

What was happening?

focused on working and

"Mr. Hobson."

continued

for a few more minutes. But the timer didn't move at all.He barely held on. "Mr. Hobson, this timer doesn't seem to function well,” he shouted. He

“Really?”

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

Ronian was speechless.

tricks, but he had never expected it to

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