The man took out his cigarette from his mouth and blew the smoke as he turned to Zach with a fuming face. "The fuck is your problem?" He yanked the guy he had just intimidated by his hair and forced him to stand up from his stool. "You wanna play hero for this cocksucker? Just try!"
Zach's crimson irises shrank sharply the moment he saw the man was about to stub his cigarette on the guy's temple.
His quick reflex immediately launched his hand to grab the man by his wrist and squeeze it tightly. "Stop causing trouble!"
"How bold... You're so eager to die, huh?!!" The man yanked away his hand and shoved the other guy aside, his clenched fist raised in the air about to strike Zach.
But before he could land a punch, a shadow flashed before him and in the next second he realized he had been taken down with a knee on his neck and his hand folded behind his back.