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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 for a beating and deliberately

picked up the cup on the table and threw it at

urge

he had just knocked on. The two injuries overlapped, and the skin on his forehead was scratched. It

his eyebrows, endured the pain on his forehead, and replied respectfully, "Mr. Hobson, believe me. I dare

have your ideas. You and I both

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

by his wife to punish Ronian.

best at pretending,

wrist and asked coldly, "Today, I punished you because you slacked off. You

his fists tightly behind his back as the

Ronian's superior, so Ronian didn't

could only suppress his anger. "I admit it. I am willing to accept any punishment from

stared at him with dark eyes. "Of course, you will be punished. But this afternoon is still very long. I am very happy

head and looked at Ormand. He could sense a dangerous aura

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

was taller than Ronian, and he was more imposing than Ronian because

your

order

all this, Ronian returned to his original position and stood up

said seriously, "Let's see if your stamina

"Yes, Sir.”

particularly difficult for Ronian, who had gone through

his firm arms,

his eyes and

the office, and only Ronian

estimated that there were 100 push-ups. He

forehead covered in a thin layer of sweat. "107," he answered without

don't you count it out?"

Ronian was confused.

looked up at Ormand inexplicably. He was

his eyes were filled with an aura

and continued to do push-ups. He

so you

Ronian was stunned.

this afternoon because Ormand made things

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