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.

and continued to endure without a

hold on for an hour, then you should resign as the deputy director. If a book falls out, you will be suspended for a

breath and silently endured

pay for this when he took over the power of the National Bureau

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

"Do you hate me?"

superior. No matter what you do, I

orders. It is not a good

give up on the matter of Sherlyn and compromise with

right. I will naturally follow the rules. I will not

out an inverted timer. He

Ormand had set

words, the 20 minutes before

thought that Ormand was good at torturing

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

breathing

news would have a great impact on

something like this

time

the countdown while silently

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

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

were 5 minutes left

though he felt dizzy, and he looked forward to the moment when the timer was

2:59 when it reached

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

What was happening?

at Ormand behind the desk. Ormand was focused on working and did

"Mr. Hobson."

him and continued to

more minutes. But the timer didn't

seem to function well," he shouted. He seemed

"Really?"

timer can't function well, the time must be inaccurate. Then I will take a new one and

Ronian was speechless.

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

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