Chapter 939

The relentless torment and oppression in the National Investigation Bureau office left Romello struggling to catch his breath.

His fists clenched and unclenched, the inner fire within him rising dangerously close to eruption.

Unfortunately, all of Elliot’s punishments were derived from previous training exercises, except for the teacup incident at the beginning. Elliot had not laid a hand on him.

Even if Romello wanted to confront Elliot, he could not find a suitable reason.

As he pondered, Elliot tapped his knuckles on the desk abruptly, reminding him, “You have fifteen seconds left to hesitate.”

Romello gasped.

All the thoughts he had seconds ago vanished upon hearing those words.

Quickly, he walked to the wall, gritting his teeth as he pushed through, standing two steps away from the wall’s surface, smoothly lifting himself upright.

Being close to the wall did not mean leaning against it.

solely on arm strength, without any support from the wall, to lift the weight of his entire body.

to prevent

challenging and extremely draining, especially for

in, his arms were trembling uncontrollably..

minutes, he would surely die in Elliot’s

not been in such a

forget this experience and grudge!

Elliot observed him, noticing his

for many years, I neglected your training, allowing you to become increasingly full

squeezing out a few words

no way…

snort,

profit… Nobody understands them better than I do. However, you’ve completely forgotten

gained control of the Nicholls family, he was fascinated by the

for more, aspiring

well, but he would not change, nor did he feel he was

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