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.

his teeth and continued to endure without

the desk, returned to his seat, and coldly said, "If you can't even hold on for an hour,

his breath and silently endured the

make Ormand pay for this when he took over the power of

looked at the computer, but he glanced at Ronian out of the corner

"Do you hate me?"

No matter what you do, I won't

subordinate, you must have the self-awareness to obey my orders. It is not a

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

will naturally follow the

and took out an inverted timer. He handed it over and placed it in a

Ormand had

other words, the 20 minutes before this did not

that Ormand was good at torturing

more than 500 push-ups, so he would lose his strength if he

breathing and gritted

the books on his palms, the news would have a great impact on his reputation,

never allow something

time passed

could only stare at the

sweating, and it looked like he had just taken a shower. The

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

were 5 minutes left on the

though he felt dizzy, and he looked

timer stopped at 2:59 when it reached the last

his eyes and opened

What was happening?

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

"Mr. Hobson."

continued to

minutes. But the timer didn't move

on. "Mr. Hobson, this timer doesn't seem to function well," he shouted.

"Really?"

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

Ronian was speechless.

tricks, but he

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