Rong Yu: "Or press my mouth against the faucet on the washbasin, force the spout deep into my throat, then turn on the water switch to thoroughly flush and clean out my stomach?"
As he spoke, he pointed towards the washbasin not far away. The others couldn't help but look over. Hearing his description, they instantly felt a chill crawling up their tailbones.
Wind blew in through the small window above the toilet. They couldn't help but shiver, sobering up a bit.
"Or maybe..." Rong Yu twisted his wrists and walked step by step towards the few men, his shoes making a rhythmic tapping sound on the floor.
Rong Yu: "You could pull out the fingernails one by one, then press the bloody hand into the oxalic acid used for cleaning toilets... That sensation, just thinking about it feels quite sour and refreshing."
Sensing the atmosphere was somewhat off, Chang Yue forced a couple of light laughs: "I never thought you'd want to play so rough? Fine, we can satisfy you. As long as you serve everyone well today, however you want to get by in the entertainment industry afterwards won't be a problem. Those who know what's good for them know how they should act. I believe you're a smart person."
While speaking, Rong Yu had already walked up to Chang Yue.
Chang Yue raised an eyebrow: "What? You want me to go first? I never thought you were so good at picking people? Ah!—"
Before he could finish speaking, Chang Yue felt a sharp pain in his hand! Looking down, he saw Rong Yu grabbing his finger and viciously twisting it in the opposite direction!
"F*ck! You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!" The others, reacting, immediately rushed at Rong Yu, wanting to restrain him!
[敬酒不吃吃罚酒 (jìng jiǔ bù chī chī fá jiǔ): lit. to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit; fig. to refuse a respectful request only to be forced to yield under pressure.]
But how could Rong Yu possibly stand still and let them attack him? He simply sidestepped easily, then, still holding Chang Yue's hand, swung him towards two of the men!
Chang Yue's fingers were twisted in pain, momentarily robbing him of the strength to resist, and just like that, Rong Yu dragged and threw him over!
Chang Yue was, after all, a tall, grown man. Being thrown around by someone who looked skinnier and weaker than him was utterly humiliating. Although the bodies of his companions broke his fall, preventing him from hitting the ground directly, the humiliation of being subdued in a single move was utterly infuriating!
Chang Yue cursed angrily, quickly got up from the ground, and together with those who had missed hitting Rong Yu the first time, charged at Rong Yu again!
Rong Yu swept his foot out, grabbed a mop lying on the ground, and executed a wide sweep on the spot!
The men charging forward lost their balance and fell heavily to the ground again, this time face first!
They had been drinking at the party. If some clueless person interrupted them mid-fun, they could always use being "drunk and disorderly" as their excuse. They had done this plenty of times before, but never expected to kick an iron plate today.
They originally thought that with eight of them, they could easily suppress one seemingly powerless little celebrity. However, reality slapped them hard in the face. This little celebrity subdued them effortlessly in two or three moves, then muttered, "Sigh, it's a pity there are no ropes here."
Before they could comprehend the meaning behind these words, they heard a series of cracking sounds!
Looking closely, they were horrified to discover that Rong Yu was dislocating their arms and legs!
"You dare, mmmph mmmph!" Before they could say anything, Rong Yu had already swiftly used whatever he could get his hands on to stuff into their mouths!
By the time they finally remembered to call for help, to get the people guarding outside to come in, it was already too late.
Besides, when they had played wildly before, what kind of screams hadn't they produced? Even if they did call out now, the people guarding outside would probably just think they were playing some extreme game and wouldn't necessarily open the door to check.
"Say what you just said again." Rong Yu grabbed Chang Yue's hair with one hand, dragged him into one of the toilet stalls, a sinister smile hanging on his lips.
Chang Yue couldn't move his limbs, his mouth was blocked. Hearing this, he could only frantically shake his head, making muffled sounds.
"Oh, look at my memory, I almost forgot. You can't speak for the moment. But it's fine, I listened to you all very carefully just now. I remembered it for you." Rong Yu tapped his head. "I remember, it seemed like you were all praising me for being good-looking, right?"
Chang Yue, his hair being pulled by Rong Yu, felt his entire scalp was about to be torn off. Hearing this, he could only hurriedly nod in agreement.
Mainly because shaking his head didn't seem appropriate for Rong Yu's type of question either.
The others, seeing Chang Yue nod, also hurriedly followed suit and nodded. Their limbs were immobile now, they could only lie prone on the cold toilet floor. The feeling of humiliation was something you had to experience to understand!
However, the expression on Rong Yu's face suddenly vanished. He shoved Chang Yue's head into the toilet bowl, his tone icy: "But, only my brother is allowed to praise me for being good-looking. You trash, are you even worthy?"
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