The Secret to Picking Up Girls

The middle-aged man landed on the ground, looking somewhat flustered. Although he had dodged several shots just now, only two people were firing. If the dozens of people in front of him opened fire, he might really end up dying here. After all, they hadn't cultivated to the point of being impervious to bullets. If a gun hit them, it could still take their lives.

“What are you doing here? Don't you know this is private property? It's not a place you can just come to,” Li Yunpeng said with a cold snort, looking at the dozens of uninvited guests in front of him.

Among these dozens of young men and women, seven women were from the Emei Sect. The Emei Sect consisted entirely of women, and the leading woman, about thirty years old with a beautiful appearance, was the chief disciple of the third generation of the Emei Sect and possessed extraordinary skill. The others came from the Mount Hua, Kongtong, and Diancang sects. The most skilled was the middle-aged man from the Kongtong Sect, who appeared to be about forty years old. This man, named Yu Wanxiong, had a small mustache and a pair of shifty rat-like eyes, making him look like a very scheming person. He was also a second-generation disciple in the Kongtong Sect and held a very high position in the sect. Because he was the most skilled among the people from the four sects, he was the one leading the group this time.

“Humph, your gang leader has harmed our outer sect disciples. We request that your gang leader come with us for questioning,” Yu Wanxiong said solemnly, looking at Li Yunpeng.

“Go back with you? You're too funny. Are you saying that if our gang leader goes back with you, you'll treat him to dinner?” Li Yunpeng said, laughing heartily, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

“Humph, we're taking your gang leader back to be jointly tried by our four sects. As for the final outcome, that will depend on his luck,” Yu Wanxiong said coldly to Li Yunpeng.

“Is that so! Do you think you can take our gang leader away?” Li Yunpeng said with a sneer. As he spoke, he waved his hand at the underlings beside him who were holding submachine guns.

“Kacha! Kacha!” The sound rang out continuously in the air. It was the sound of the Heaven Alliance underlings pulling back the bolts of their guns.

The atmosphere on both sides immediately became tense, with a sense of imminent conflict.

“Humph.” Yu Wanxiong didn't take the surrounding gun muzzles seriously. As the leader of the seven sects this time, he was eager to show off his strength in front of the third-generation disciples of the seven sects.

Therefore, he absolutely could not back down this time.

With a whoosh, his figure disappeared from the spot. The next second, he appeared in mid-air, as fast as lightning. The people around him, including the disciples from the four sects who had come with him, did not see his movements clearly. They couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and great admiration for this Uncle Yu.

Appearing like a phantom in the air more than ten meters high, his hands struck out at the Heaven Alliance underlings who were eyeing them warily.

“Whoosh whoosh!” With the waving of Yu Wanxiong's hands, streams of white, violent energy shot out from his hands towards the Heaven Alliance underlings.

“Boom! Boom!” The sound of collision rang out in the air, and a section of the fence instantly shattered. Several Heaven Alliance underlings were sent flying backward by the force of his attack.