The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Looking at Gu Yufei beside him, whose expression remained calm, Zhang Yuze couldn't help but admire her. Most girls would have turned pale with fright in this situation, and few could remain as composed as she was. "Are you scared?" Zhang Yuze smiled and asked Gu Yufei.

"I'm not! I have you!" Gu Yufei shook her head at Zhang Yuze, her face very calm. Seeing Gu Yufei's composure, Zhang Yuze couldn't help but feel relieved. He watched as the motorcyclists in front of them formed a line across the road, blocking their path. The motorcycles behind them also caught up, completely surrounding their exit.

Zhang Yuze narrowed his eyes, looking at the motorcyclists in front of him. He took out a cigarette and lit it with a match. He got out of the car and slammed the door shut with a "bang."

Standing in front of the motorcyclists, Zhang Yuze was calm and composed. He stared at the tall, burly man leading the group and asked, "Who sent you here?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Come with us, or else..." The leading motorcyclist looked at Zhang Yuze and smiled coldly.

"Or else what?" Zhang Yuze frowned, his expression darkening.

"Or else I'll take your life!" The leading motorcyclist said extremely arrogantly.

"You think you can with just you guys?" Zhang Yuze looked at the surrounding motorcycles, his expression somewhat disdainful.

"What do you think!" As he spoke, the leader waved his hand, and the motorcycles behind him roared, "Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!" Dozens of motorcycle headlights shone on Zhang Yuze, illuminating the surrounding darkness as if it were daytime.

Zhang Yuze felt a chill in his heart. Although he didn't know the exact number, judging from the sound, there were definitely dozens of motorcycles. Even if Zhang Yuze wanted to deal with them, he would probably have to put in a lot of effort. Zhang Yuze himself was fine, but Gu Yufei was with him. If something went wrong, she could get hurt, and that was something Zhang Yuze didn't want to see.

"Hmph! You think you can win just because you have more people? Then I'd like to try." Zhang Yuze's eyes turned cold, and he laughed coldly. Now it seemed that Zhang Yuze could only fight his way out alone, but what Zhang Yuze was most concerned about was the safety of Gu Yufei in the car behind him.

Before Zhang Yuze could make a move, the other party had already lost patience. One of the men who looked like a leader shouted at a few of his underlings, and four motorcycles tentatively rushed out, each with a young man holding a machete on the back.

With a "whoosh! whoosh!" the four motorcycles quickly rushed in front of Zhang Yuze. Zhang Yuze saw a flash of light, and the young men behind the motorcycles viciously swung their machetes at Zhang Yuze. The speed, angle, and technique were all very well-executed, causing Zhang Yuze, who had experienced many battles, to secretly admire them.

However, while this might be considered impressive to others, it was nothing to Zhang Yuze. He quickly kicked two of the motorcycles.