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.

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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

held his breath and silently endured the

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

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

"Do you hate me?"

what you

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

those words meant. Ormand wanted him to give up on the matter of Sherlyn and compromise with Viola and

right. I will

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

the time Ormand had set

other words, the 20 minutes before

Ormand was

slightly. He had done more than 500 push-ups, so he would

adjusted his breathing

would have a great impact on his reputation, and it would affect the stock

would never allow something like this

time passed

stare at the countdown while silently enduring

almost broken. His legs had started to tremble uncontrollably. Ronian was sweating, and it looked like he had

seemed to be able to hear

5 minutes

felt dizzy, and he looked forward to the moment

the timer stopped at 2:59 when it reached the last 3

thought that it might be his delusions. He closed his eyes and opened them again. When he looked

What was happening?

focused on working and did

"Mr. Hobson."

and continued to

few more minutes. But the timer didn't move at

held on. "Mr. Hobson, this timer doesn't seem to function

"Really?"

can't function well, the time must

Ronian was speechless.

he first saw Ormand's tricks, but he had never

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