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.

teeth and continued to

you can't even hold on for an hour, then you should resign as the deputy director. If a book falls

held his breath and silently endured

when he took over the

the computer, but he glanced at Ronian out of the corner of his eye. He saw Ronian's

"Do you hate me?"

my superior. No matter what you do, I

He only said, "As a subordinate, you must have the self-awareness to obey my orders. It is not a good thing to have too many ideas. If you are willing to

those words meant. Ormand wanted him to give up on the

"Mr. Hobson, you're right. I will naturally follow the rules. I will not

opened the drawer and took out an inverted timer. He handed it over and placed it

at the time Ormand had set up. It was a

minutes

that Ormand was good at

trembled slightly. He had done more than 500 push-ups, so he would lose his strength if

adjusted his breathing and

a great impact on his reputation,

would never allow something like this to

hour, time passed

only stare at the

arms were so sore that they were almost broken. His legs had started to tremble uncontrollably. Ronian was sweating, and it looked like

on handling his work. Ronian seemed to be able to hear the sound of sweat dripping to

minutes

looked forward to the moment when

at 2:59 when it reached

his delusions. He closed his eyes and opened them again.

What was happening?

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

"Mr. Hobson."

ignored him and continued to

few more minutes. But the timer didn't

doesn't seem to function well," he shouted. He

"Really?"

did not even look at the timer. "Since the timer can't function

Ronian was speechless.

had been many years since he first saw Ormand's tricks, but he

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