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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.

I haven't asked about the situation in the bureau for too long? Are you itching for a beating and

he finished speaking, Ormand picked up the cup on the table and threw it

restrained the urge to dodge and

just happened to hit the swollen injury he had just knocked on. The

raised his eyebrows, endured the pain on his forehead, and replied

and I both

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

ordered by his wife to punish

Ronian a good lesson. Ronian was the best at pretending, bullying the weak,

and asked coldly, "Today, I punished you because you slacked off. You even have the delusion of quibbling and escaping the

his fists tightly behind his back as the veins on his

so Ronian

could only suppress his anger. "I admit

dark eyes. "Of course, you will be punished. But this afternoon is

He could sense a dangerous aura in

slowly got up. He walked around the desk and stood

and he was more imposing than Ronian because he was a fierce and dignified

off your

while. In the end, he obeyed the order and obediently took off his military coat. He folded it neatly and placed it on the

doing all this, Ronian returned to his original position

see if your stamina

"Yes, Sir.”

Ronian, who had gone through tough training and

up his firm arms, and

lowered his eyes and looked

in the office, and

that there were 100 push-ups. He

a thin layer of sweat. "107," he answered

talk. Then why don't you count

Ronian was confused.

looked up at Ormand inexplicably. He was not asked to count his

his eyes were filled with an aura that didn't allow anyone to

his fate and continued to do push-ups. He started

stopped just now, so you

Ronian was stunned.

would be difficult to go through this afternoon because Ormand made things

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