Seeing that they dared to covet Xu Yao so much, Zhou Yang's murderous intent immediately rose.
He gently pushed Xu Yao against the soft sofa back and whispered, "Yao Yao, sit tight, I'll teach them a lesson for you!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly became blurry, like a ghostly shadow moving through the crowded space.
He pointed his fingers like knives and thrust them out with lightning speed!
"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"
A few almost inaudible soft sounds, like fingertips slicing through the air.
Zhou Yang's fingers precisely pressed on the acupoints on the bodies of the burly men who had surrounded him.
The movements were swift and light, like a dragonfly skimming the water, yet they carried an irresistible force.
It all happened in no more than two seconds!
The five burly men who surrounded them froze simultaneously, their ferocious smiles and menacing expressions still frozen, but their eyes quickly filled with astonishment and confusion.
What...what the hell is going on? Pressure point manipulation? Has this kid been watching too many martial arts movies?
This was the first thought that flashed through their minds.
The man with the buzz cut instinctively wanted to yell, "You motherfucker..."
However, the expected shouts and curses did not come out as soon as he opened his mouth!
His throat felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand; no matter how hard he tried, he could only manage a series of gasping sounds.
Others discovered this horrifying fact at almost the same time!
"Uh...ah..."
"Ugh...ho..."
Their eyes widened in terror as they desperately tried to tear off the invisible shackles by scratching their throats, but to no avail!
They can breathe, swallow, and even feel their vocal cords vibrating, but they just can't combine them into any meaningful syllables!
Panic spread among them like a plague!
Zhou Yang leisurely withdrew his hand, looking at the burly men in front of him with a composed expression as their faces turned from red to white, and then from white to green.
He still wore that faint smile on his face, but deep in his eyes was utter indifference.
"I think I just said that I wanted you to apologize."
Zhou Yang's voice reached their ears clearly, sounding particularly jarring in the eerie silence.
"Now, kneel down and apologize to my girlfriend! Be sincere, and your voice... well, even though you can't make a sound right now, if your heart is in it, I might be able to sense it."
He paused, his smile turning somewhat sinister: "Otherwise... you might as well remain mute for the rest of your life."
"It's good to be mute. I won't be able to harass others with this foul mouth anymore. It's a way of contributing to purifying the social atmosphere."
To be mute for life?!
These words struck the hearts of the burly men like a heavy hammer blow!
They stared at each other in utter horror, seeing indescribable fear and despair in each other's eyes!
What kind of sorcery is this?!
They opened their mouths even wider, making all sorts of strange noises, like "ah ah ah" and "uh uh uh," that were hard to understand.
The veins on their necks bulged, their faces flushed red, like a group of fish out of water, making a final, futile struggle.
The young man who was first punched by Zhou Yang was now overwhelmed by fear and humiliation, which completely shattered his reason!
He turned his head sharply and saw that there was still half a bottle of beer left on the table. A crazy and fierce look flashed in his eyes!
He grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it hard against the metal edge of the booth!
"Clang—!"
A piercing sound of shattering glass instantly drowned out the surrounding music.
The beer bottle shattered with a crack, leaving half of the neck with a sharp, jagged edge in his hand.
This sudden, enormous noise was like a boulder thrown into a lake that was originally noisy but divided, stirring up huge waves!
"Holy crap! What's going on?!"
"A fight has broken out over there?!"
"The bottle's been smashed! Get out of the way!"
The guests at the surrounding tables instantly erupted in commotion, exclaiming and getting up, instinctively retreating away from the booths for fear of being caught in the crossfire.
The previously crowded area was instantly cleared out, creating a vacuum zone centered around Zhou Yang's booth.
Countless gazes, filled with curiosity, fear, and excitement, were cast upon them.
The bar's security personnel reacted quickly. Upon hearing the sound of the bottle being smashed, two or three burly security guards in black uniforms pushed through the crowd and rushed over.
"Stop it! What are you doing!"
The head of security shouted sternly, his sharp gaze sweeping across the scene, "This is 'Nightfall' Bar! No trouble here! Any conflicts must be resolved outside!"
Those burly men who had been acupunctured seemed to have grasped at a straw when they saw the security guards arrive!
They immediately became excited, pointing at Zhou Yang and then at their own throats, making even more rapid "ah ah ah" and "woo woo woo" sounds.
His face showed a mixture of anger and grievance, and he gestured wildly as if trying to explain something.
However, to the security guards and other onlookers, the scene appeared quite bizarre.
Several burly men, still holding broken wine bottles, could only make strange noises like mute people, gesturing at a seemingly refined young man.
Are these guys really mute? Or are they just drunk and putting on performance art?
A mute person dares to lead the smashing of bottles and threaten people? What kind of new scam is this?
The security captain frowned, somewhat puzzled.
This looks like a fight is about to break out, but communication is a problem. How are they going to figure out what happened?
Just then, Zhou Yang, who had been standing still as if he were detached from the matter, suddenly showed a helpless yet apologetic smile.
He stepped forward, standing between Xu Yao and the group of "mute" burly men, and gave the security captain a kind smile, speaking sincerely.
"Oh, security guards, I'm so sorry to have disturbed you all. It's a misunderstanding, this is purely a misunderstanding!"
He turned and glanced at the burly men who were still yelling "Ahhh!", shrugged, and looked as innocent as could be:
"These people... are all my friends."
He pointed vaguely, "I had arranged for my girlfriend and me to come here to relax today, but... sigh, I probably drank a bit too much and got a little tipsy."
He sighed and continued composing, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone around him to hear clearly.
"Towards the end of the drinking session, they didn't want to pay and insisted that I had treated them, trying to pin the bill on me. So... I just said a few words of advice to them!"
“I said that people should be honest, and there’s no reason to renege on a debt when you’re out having fun. If word gets out, it’ll be so embarrassing! Who knew they had such a bad temper, and they just… that’s how it happened.”
Zhou Yang pointed at the young man holding a broken bottle, who was staring with bloodshot eyes and yelling "Ah ah," looking heartbroken.
"Look, he even threatened me by smashing a bottle! What kind of behavior is this!"
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