Chapter 22: Psychological Tactics
"This ......"
The owner of the dance hall hesitated and wanted to find an excuse to refuse Zhang Yu's request, but when he saw Zhang Yu's smile, he somehow thought of the consequences of refusal - he might be beaten up by him!!
"If I agree to you on this condition, will you let me go?"
The owner of the dance hall hesitated, rolled his eyes, and decided to open his mouth to test Zhang Yu's tone. If Zhang Yu is tougher, he will quickly agree, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin. On the contrary, if Zhang Yu can discuss, then fool the past first, and then find more people to come back to the town when the time comes.
Zhang Yu still looked at the owner of the dance hall with a smile, and asked rhetorically, "What do you say? If you agree to ask him out, you don't have to be there, and you can also clear up the relationship when there is anything to do, how about it?"
"This ......"
The owner of the dance hall was a little moved, the dead friend is not dead and poor, the owner of the dance hall gritted his teeth and nodded heavily, "Okay! I promise you! You can let me down, right?"
Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face remained the same, "Of course you can!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yu let go of his right hand, and the owner of the dance hall lost his support and fell to the ground, sat unsteadily on his feet and fell to the ground, letting out a wail, "Ouch! my ass ......"
Zhang Yu looked down at the owner of the dance hall, "Send me some food, if you don't do it, you know the consequences!"
With a chuckle, Zhang Yu turned around and walked to a booth in the dance hall and sat down, leaning back on the sofa, stacking his eyes on the glass coffee table, his eyes slightly closed, intending to fake sleep.
As for whether the owner of the dance hall dares to engage in another moth, Zhang Yu is not afraid at all, after all, Zhang Yu has not even taken out half of his strength now, not to mention that Zhang Yu has the strength to fight in groups, no matter how many people are worried.
It's just that Zhang Yu miscalculated!
The owner of the dance hall ran to his office, immediately asked people to close the door of the dance hall, and called all the bodyguards, planning to besiege Zhang Yu, if one can't win, a group of people will go up, he doesn't believe that so many people can't handle one.
It didn't take long for more than a dozen strong men to sit in the booth where Zhang Yu was sitting, all holding baseball bats in their hands, staring at Zhang Yu with malicious intent.
Zhang Yu opened his eyes lightly, the cold light flashed, and he glanced around before slowly speaking, "It seems that he is looking for death!"
When the words fell, Zhang Yu's eyes froze slightly, and an invisible fluctuation quickly dispersed from the air, and the circle of strong men around him who were about to beat Zhang Yu all stood in place with dull eyes, still holding a stick in their hands, obviously they were all ready to beat Zhang Yu just now.
The corners of Zhang Yu's mouth were slightly raised, hooking a sneer, his steps stepped on the steps of the Nine Palaces Gossip, his hands or pointed, poked or patted or hammered, in just one minute, all the thugs were knocked down by Zhang Yu, and at this time Zhang Yu unlocked the hypnosis, those strong men were lying on the ground wailing, looking at Zhang Yu's eyes full of fear and shock, what happened just now? ?
No one can figure out the situation just now, they can only guess that Zhang Yu may have special abilities, otherwise how could his memory suddenly be broken? How could he lie on the ground and be in unbearable pain?
"I'll teach you a little lesson this time! Go back and tell your boss that if you run away, the monk can't run away from the temple, and I won't leave here." ”
Zhang Yu smiled coldly, sat on the leather sofa again and pretended to sleep, not worried at all that these people would be unfavorable to him.
"This ...... Head, what are you going to do?" a strong man in a white vest looked nervously at another strong man in a black suit, and could see that the latter was a small leader, and these people all looked at this little leader one after another, waiting for his answer.
"Go back and tell the boss and ask him to hire another master......!
The strong man in the suit covered his painful lower abdomen, shook his head gently, his eyes were full of fear, others may not know, but he knew one thing, Zhang Yu was probably the group of people with special functions in the legend, and those people could not be provoked!
Zhang Yu clasped his hands on his chest, his eyes were slightly closed, and the Tianyantong had been opened, and he clearly saw that the owner of the dance hall was hiding in an office, and his eyes were staring at a black and white screen, which was the monitoring equipment of the dance hall.
Zhang Yu smiled disdainfully, his eyes opened again, staring at a certain camera, "I know you can see here, and I also know where you are, if you don't come out, I'm going to wreak havoc......!"
Zhang Yu's words made the heart of the song and dance hall owner flutter, and Zhang Yu's cold eyes pierced directly into the eyes of the song and dance hall owner through the surveillance camera, making him feel even more scared.
"Do you have to hold a gun?" The cabaret owner had cold sweat on his forehead, and his right hand trembled and touched the Glock pistol in the drawer, but he was very unsteady in his hand, obviously rarely shooting, and he was afraid that he would die.
"I advise you to put your gun down, I can see your every move, and if you dare to take it, I will ...... Kill you!!"
Zhang Yu had a hint of a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes looked at the dance hall boss through the surveillance again, and the smile seemed to appear in front of the dance hall owner, which made him even more frightened, why did he know that I had a gun? He was obviously on the dance hall's side, why?
I can't figure out where Zhang Yu knew about his actions, the owner of the dance hall still put down the pistol, Zhang Yu's words made him feel an inexplicable sense of fear, if he really insisted on walking out with a gun, it was really possible to be killed by Zhang Yu!
Zhang Yu clearly saw that the owner of the dance hall had put down his pistol from the scene in his mind, and Zhang Yu closed his eyes and quietly waited for the decision of the owner of the dance hall to do what he said.
The strong men slowly left the booth where Zhang Yu was, and after a while, the owner of the dance hall was late, with a flattering smile on his face, "I'm sorry, sir, what happened just now is that my subordinates are not sensible, please don't be surprised!"
Speaking of this, the owner of the dance hall bowed down and saluted before he continued, "I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Chen Kaisheng, and I am the owner of this dance hall, what do you call Mr."
Zhang Yu slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked upward, revealing a meaningful smile, "Boss Chen heard clearly, my name is Zhang Yu, what about the food I want?"
Chen Kaisheng had begun to sweat on his forehead, with an apologetic smile on his face, "I'm sorry, I just ordered a meal, and it hasn't been delivered yet, please wait for a while! It will be ...... soon."
Zhang Yu nodded lightly, noncommittal, "Forget it, I'll wait first, remember what you promised me, ask Brother Hu to come out for tea!"
"No problem!" Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Chen Kaisheng nodded desperately with a smile, "I'll ask him out tonight, I won't keep you waiting." ”
"That's good......" Zhang Yu nodded, closed his eyes again and pretended to sleep, the disadvantage of the special function is that it is very depleting of mental power, and every time it is used up, it will produce a feeling of mental fatigue, so Zhang Yu likes to close his eyes and recuperate.