The Secret to Picking Up Girls

With a "whoosh!" a streak of silver light flashed across the air.

With several "thuds! thuds! thuds!" the throats of those Yamazuki-gumi youths felt a chill, and they instantly collapsed to the ground.

All the way, the Demon Slayer Blade in Zhang Yuze's hand was like a grim reaper's scythe, harvesting lives. Although the Yamazuki-gumi had guns, they couldn't hit Zhang Yuze at all. Zhang Yuze displayed his movement technique, his ghost-like figure constantly dodging in the air. Bullets flew past him.

With a "bang!" Zhang Yuze kicked open the door in front of him.

Walking into the room, an old man was sitting solemnly on a chair. The four tall youths in black suits in front of him saw Zhang Yuze rush in and their expressions changed. They reached out to raise their guns.

But although their speed was fast, Zhang Yuze was even faster. With a sway of his body, he arrived in front of the four Yamazuki-gumi underlings in black suits, and swiftly kicked out four blurry leg shadows towards them.

Fast! It was too fast. Zhang Yuze's leg shadows were like four white beams of light moving through the air.

The four Yamazuki-gumi underlings in black suits didn't even know what had happened. They only felt a blur before their eyes, and a pain in their chests. Their bodies flew backwards as if they were riding on clouds.

"Ugh! Ugh!" The four Yamazuki-gumi underlings fell to the ground, unable to stop themselves from spitting out a mouthful of blood. Clutching their chests, they tried to get up, but felt completely powerless.

Clearly, all four Yamazuki-gumi underlings were injured by Zhang Yuze's attack.

Zhang Yuze stood there expressionlessly with his hands behind his back, the atmosphere extremely solemn. He stared intently at the Yamazuki-gumi leader, Yamaguchi Yoshio, but didn't say a word.

A series of footsteps came from outside, obviously a large group of people were rushing towards here. However, Zhang Yuze's body remained standing there without moving, as if he didn't care at all.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" Dozens of youths in black suits, holding guns, rushed in from outside. Everyone's gun was aimed at Zhang Yuze. However, because of the Yamazuki-gumi leader, Yamaguchi Yoshio, in front of Zhang Yuze, no one dared to act rashly here. For a time, both sides were deadlocked here.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuze heard a faint "click!" sound. He frowned slightly, and slapped the table in front of him. The fruit knife on the table suddenly vibrated and flew into the air.

Zhang Yuze slapped the fruit knife, and the fruit knife instantly flew out like an arrow, its speed extremely fast.

With a "poof!" the fruit knife directly pierced the forehead of a Yamazuki-gumi youth who was about to shoot him, and blood kept flowing from his forehead. The youth's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief.

The surrounding Yamazuki-gumi youths tightened their grips on their guns, but no one dared to act rashly. They just looked at Zhang Yuze with incomparable fear, obviously Zhang Yuze's series of methods made them feel extremely apprehensive.

"Anyone who dares to move again, I will let him know how to write the word 'death'. That person is your example." Zhang Yuze didn't even turn his head, and coldly snorted, threatening the surrounding Yamazuki-gumi underlings.