The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Zhang Yuze's words were truly shocking. The elders of the "Red Leaf" and "White Tiger" gangs changed color upon hearing them, their gazes fixed on Zhang Yuze with extreme hostility, as if they were ready to devour him at any moment. As veterans of the FJ's top three organizations, no one had ever dared to speak to them in such a manner. This was a first, and a great humiliation to them.

"What? Kill him."

"Too arrogant."

Zhang Yuze's words had already angered the underlings of both the "White Tiger" and "Red Leaf" gangs.

A young man standing closest to Zhang Yuze furrowed his brow and quickly reached into the pocket of his suit jacket, about to pull out a handgun, but suddenly, a cold pistol was pressed against his forehead.

"If you dare to move again, I'll blow your head off first. Let's see who's faster." The voice was extremely cold, filled with boundless killing intent. The speaker was none other than Li Yunpeng, who had been standing vigilantly by Zhang Yuze's side. Upon seeing the young man's movement, he had preemptively struck.

The young man was so frightened by Li Yunpeng's murderous aura that he retracted his hand. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead, his eyes filled with fear, clearly terrified.

"Let him go, don't be so rude, Yunpeng!" Zhang Yuze said, waving his hand while looking at Li Yunpeng. Although his tone seemed scolding, a hint of praise flickered in his eyes.

Hearing Zhang Yuze's words, Li Yunpeng glared at the young man, snorted softly, and retracted his pistol, returning to Zhang Yuze's side. After this brief interlude, the underlings of the "Red Leaf" and "White Tiger" gangs, who had originally been eyeing them menacingly, exchanged glances and cautiously withdrew their hands, no longer daring to act rashly.

"Elders, my subordinates don't understand the rules, please forgive them! My subordinate has a strange quirk. If he doesn't kill someone for a day, his hands get itchy, so he often finds excuses to fight people. He might accidentally take someone's head, so I brought him by my side to discipline him for fear he might cause trouble. So please don't take the matter just now to heart!" Zhang Yuze said with a chuckle, looking at the elders of the "White Tiger" and "Red Leaf" gangs.

Standing next to Zhang Yuze, Li Yunpeng's expression also turned a little strange. He thought to himself, 'Boss is too good at making things up! It's like I've been described as a demon king of slaughter.' However, despite these thoughts, Li Yunpeng still cooperated, directing his murderous gaze at the faces of the underlings of the "Red Leaf" and "White Tiger" gangs.

The underlings who were caught by Li Yunpeng's fierce gaze couldn't help but lower their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

The elder of the "Red Leaf" gang glanced at Li Yunpeng and said with a smile, "It's nothing, heroes have emerged from young people since ancient times, your gang's brother is very strong, he is a talent!"

"Elder is too kind, but what you said is also right, the weak are indeed not worthy of cooperating with the strong, I understand this principle. Just like this teacup in my hand, if it encounters a stone, it will only face the fate of being shattered." As he spoke, a ruthless smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yuze's mouth, and then, in the surprised gazes of everyone, he crushed the small teacup in his hand.