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.

continued to

hold on for an hour, then you should resign as the deputy director. If a book falls

and

pay for this when he took over the

but he glanced at Ronian out of the corner of his eye. He saw

"Do you hate me?"

No matter what you do,

only said, "As a subordinate, you must have the self-awareness to obey my orders. It is not a good thing to

what those words meant. Ormand wanted him to give up on the matter of Sherlyn and compromise

"Mr. Hobson, you're right. I will naturally follow the rules. I will

did not say anything else. He opened the drawer and took out an inverted timer. He handed it over and placed

Ormand had set up. It was a

minutes before this did not

was good at torturing

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

his palms, the news would have a great impact on

something like this to

this hour, time passed so

at the countdown while

was sweating, and it looked like he had just taken a shower. The sweat on the wooden

handling his work. Ronian seemed to be

were 5 minutes left

he looked forward to the moment when the timer was

the timer stopped at 2:59 when it reached the

his delusions. He closed his eyes

What was happening?

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

"Mr. Hobson."

and continued to deal with the

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

“Really?”

"Since the timer can't function well, the time must be inaccurate. Then I

Ronian was speechless.

since he first saw Ormand's tricks,

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