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.

gritted his teeth and continued to endure without a

his seat, and coldly said, "If you can't even hold on for an hour, then you should resign as the deputy director. If a book falls out, you will be suspended for

his breath and

this when he took over the

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

"Do you hate me?"

No matter what you do, I won't

the self-awareness to obey my orders. It is not a good thing to have too many ideas. If you are willing

Ormand wanted him to give up

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

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

Ormand had

minutes before this did

was

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

breathing and gritted

of the books on his palms, the news would have a great impact on his reputation, and it would affect the stock price of

never allow something like

time passed

the countdown while

were almost broken. His legs had started to tremble uncontrollably. Ronian was sweating, and it looked like he had just taken a shower.

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

minutes left

and he looked forward

at 2:59 when

be his delusions. He closed his eyes

What was happening?

was focused on

"Mr. Hobson."

him and continued to deal with the

few more minutes. But the timer didn't

Hobson, this timer doesn't seem to function

"Really?"

the timer can't function well, the time must be inaccurate. Then

Ronian was speechless.

many years since he first saw Ormand's tricks, but he had never expected it

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