The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Zhang Yuze could tell that, apart from the girl, the others didn't seem to be locals. Their language sounded like Island country dialect, which was very grating.

"Birdmen!"

Zhang Yuze frowned. Although he wasn't exactly a radical patriot, after watching so many patriotic films, he couldn't muster any goodwill towards these Island country people.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yuze turned back to look at the phone. The men gradually walked closer to them. One of them, a slightly thin and tall man, glanced at the phones in Zhang Yuze and Liu Mengting's hands, muttered a few words, and then said something to the men beside him. The Island country people burst into laughter, their attitude extremely arrogant.

Zhang Yuze's face darkened. Although he didn't understand what the devils were saying, he could tell from their expressions that they were insulting people.

Zhang Yuze suddenly pulled over the translator lady who was with them, and said with a stern face, "Miss, for the sake of being fellow Chinese, tell me what they are saying. I won't make things difficult for you! Otherwise, don't blame me for turning hostile."

The arrogant man slapped away Zhang Yuze's hand that was grabbing the translator and continued to yell and curse, his attitude extremely嚣张.

Zhang Yuze kept a straight face, looking at the somewhat embarrassed female translator, waiting for her answer.

The female translator seemed to be very dissatisfied with the two devils as well. After thinking for a while, she said, "They said Chinese people are all poor ghosts, still using second-hand goods. Even the new products in the store are outdated RB goods! These Chinese pigs!"

"Ah!"

Zhang Yuze finally became furious. He unleashed a spinning heel kick, hitting the skinny devil who was still being arrogant. The devil didn't expect Zhang Yuze to attack without warning. Caught off guard, he was hit in the chest and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth. It was clear how much force Zhang Yuze used in his rage.

The other devils only reacted at this moment, but how could they be a match for Zhang Yuze? Zhang Yuze grabbed the leg of one of the devils who kicked at him and knocked him away with an uppercut. Then, with a sweeping leg, he knocked the other devils to the ground. It may sound like a long time, but in reality, it only took less than a minute. All the devils were down.

Seeing the devils still trying to get up, Zhang Yuze kicked them a few more times, making them lie back down.

"Damn it, you little devils, this is Chinese territory. Keep your mouths clean. If you utter another disrespectful word, I'll beat you so badly that your own mother won't recognize you," Zhang Yuze said angrily, glaring at the devils.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" Applause rang out.

From who knows when, Zhang Yuze was surrounded by people. They were all attracted by the commotion here. Seeing Zhang Yuze righteously lecturing the devils, they excitedly applauded and cheered him on.

"We Chinese value persuading people with virtue, but for you low and despicable races, we can only treat you with your favorite method: fists," Zhang Yuze said with a cold snort.