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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.

about the situation in the bureau for too long? Are you itching

the cup

time, Ronian restrained the urge

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

his eyebrows, endured the pain on his forehead, and replied respectfully, "Mr. Hobson,

your ideas. You and I

for being ruthless and vicious. In the past year, he had restrained a lot of his hostility

to punish Ronian. He

had long wanted to teach Ronian a good lesson. Ronian was the best at pretending, bullying the weak,

you because you

his back as the veins

superior, so Ronian didn't dare

anger. "I admit it. I

eyes. "Of course, you will be punished. But this afternoon is still very long. I am very happy to make you follow the

He could

the collar of his military uniform and slowly got up. He walked around the desk

imposing than Ronian because he was

off your military

the order and obediently took off his military

to his original position and

"Let's see if

"Yes, Sir.”

who had gone

his firm

lowered his eyes

quiet in the office, and only Ronian

were 100 push-ups. He asked,

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

can talk. Then why don't you count it out?" Ormand

Ronian was confused.

He was not asked to

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

and continued to do

just now, so

Ronian was stunned.

difficult to go through this afternoon because Ormand made things difficult

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