The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Three motorcycles roared towards Zhang Yuzhe and Liu Mengting.

Seeing this, Liu Mengting nervously grabbed Zhang Yuzhe's arm. Zhang Yuzhe seemed to sense Liu Mengting's nervousness and reassuringly patted the small hand that was holding his arm, as if to say, "It's okay, I'm here!"

Several young men, wielding motorcycle locks and clubs, charged towards Zhang Yuzhe. However, Zhang Yuzhe didn't take them seriously. Only because Liu Mengting was standing next to him did Zhang Yuzhe choose not to dodge.

In Zhang Yuzhe's eyes, these people's actions were extremely childish.

Zhang Yuzhe's body leaped into the air, and several blurred afterimages of his feet flew out towards them, quickly landing on their bodies.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Several muffled sounds were heard, accompanied by three groans. All three motorcycles fell to the ground.

The three young men struggled to their feet, looking at Zhang Yuzhe with some surprise. They seemed to realize they were no match for him and didn't dare to charge forward again. The tall young man, unwilling to accept defeat, glared at Zhang Yuzhe and said fiercely, "Don't you dare run."

Zhang Yuzhe stared deeply at the tall young man until his face began to show panic. Then, he said in a deep voice, "Get lost! If I catch you again, I won't let you off so easily."

Seeming to be truly frightened, the six young men got on their motorcycles and sped away without another word, appearing somewhat disheveled.

Zhang Yuzhe watched the figures of the departing young men, a hint of coldness in his eyes. It wasn't that he was merciful and simply let them go. It was because Liu Mengting was watching him, and Zhang Yuzhe didn't want to give her a bad impression. If it were any other time, Zhang Yuzhe would have probably broken their hands and feet.

"Yuzhe, you... what are you doing here?" Liu Mengting raised her head, her beautiful eyes looking directly at Zhang Yuzhe, her voice slightly excited.

"Hehe! We have a telepathic connection! I suddenly felt that my little darling needed me at this moment, so I rushed over here as quickly as I could," Zhang Yuzhe said with a chuckle, tightly embracing Liu Mengting's soft waist.

"Is that so? I'll give you credit for that," Liu Mengting didn't object to Zhang Yuzhe's explanation. Although it sounded a bit mystical, Zhang Yuzhe always appeared by her side when she needed him the most. It was impossible for this to happen without a bit of fate.

"Mengting, what are you doing out so late?" Zhang Yuzhe looked at Liu Mengting, who was carrying a bag, and asked her curiously.

"Oh! Right, because my mother's throat hurts, I was thinking of going out to buy her some medicine for her throat. I didn't expect to run into these bad guys," Liu Mengting said, looking somewhat annoyed.