The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Zhang Yuze looked at the young lady rather awkwardly and said, "Sister, if you eat like this, aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

To his surprise, Guo Xiaolu, upon hearing Zhang Yuze's words, said with a dismissive air, "Hehe, don't you know your sister has a rather unique constitution? Eating staple foods might make me fat, but when it comes to Western food, your sister doesn't have to worry. That's why your sister is still maintaining a weight of less than ninety pounds."

"Oh! Is that so!" Zhang Yuze was taken aback by what she said. He scratched his head and followed the young lady into the Dicos restaurant.

Zhang Yuze didn't know why so many girls nowadays liked to eat Western junk food. He himself preferred Chinese food; to him, eating Chinese food felt more refined. Eating Western food was not only trashy but also made girls fat. Otherwise, how did those European and American ladies grow such posteriors with a half-meter diameter? Yet, even so, many Donghua girls flocked to this kind of junk food, which Zhang Yuze found very strange. He didn't know why. It also made Zhang Yuze sigh at how powerfully Western junk food had infiltrated Donghua.

Zhang Yuze and the young lady ordered some hamburgers and chicken drumsticks at the counter. Afterward, watching the young lady eating fries with relish, he felt a little bored and looked around at the passing MMs (pretty girls). He had to admit, many of the people eating here were beautiful young lolis (cute girls), and their figures were not bad. Even the waitresses, in Zhang Yuze's eyes, were quite good-looking. Why hadn't he noticed this before? It seemed this was a place worth coming to! Zhang Yuze thought to himself with a grin.

"Yuze, what are you looking at?" Guo Xiaolu, noticing Zhang Yuze's lecherous gaze darting around, especially his sleazy eyes frequently landing on the passing girls, felt a faint sense of disappointment in her heart.

"Uh, nothing, just looking at the scenery." Zhang Yuze, hearing the young lady's voice, quickly turned back. Seeing the angry look she was giving him, he scratched his head awkwardly.

"Hmph, looking at the scenery? I think you're looking at MMs!"

Saying that, the young lady raised her voice and said to Zhang Yuze, "Don't you know that looking at other girls in front of a beautiful woman is very impolite?"

Zhang Yuze smiled sheepishly and said to Guo Xiaolu, "Sister, it was just an accident."

"Hmph! What accident? I think you're just a pervert!" Guo Xiaolu said, rolling her eyes at Zhang Yuze.

Just as Zhang Yuze was about to say something, he suddenly heard a sound coming from outside the store. It sounded like someone roaring angrily. His expression changed, and without waiting to say anything to the young lady, Zhang Yuze quickly went outside. At this time, a crowd of people had gathered to watch the excitement.

Zhang Yuze stood at the edge of the crowd and watched. It turned out to be a young man about his age being beaten by several young men wearing colorful clothes. The young man had already been knocked to the ground, and the young men beside him were kicking him from time to time, all the while cursing and swearing, looking very pleased with themselves.

The passersby were all watching, but not a single person was willing to step forward and offer a helping hand. However, no one was lagging behind in their eagerness to watch the excitement. Some people were even smiling, pointing and commenting from the sidelines.

Zhang Yuze looked at the young man on the ground. He was quite burly, but what he found a little strange was that the man's figure seemed very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. However, Zhang Yuze didn't have the idea of interfering. This kind of thing happened too often in Donghua, and he couldn't possibly manage it all. In Zhang Yuze's opinion, not everyone who was bullied was worthy of sympathy. There was a saying that went, "A pitiful person must have hateful aspects."

But the next second, Zhang Yuze's expression changed because the young man had been enraged by the thugs beside him. He got up, waving his fists, and began to fight back. But for some reason, although the young man's figure looked very tall, he didn't seem to have much strength. He was quickly knocked to the ground again by the young men.

But it was precisely because of this that Zhang Yuze was able to see the young man's face clearly.

"It's him?" Zhang Yuze narrowed his eyes.

"Stop!" Zhang Yuze, seeing the thugs beside him about to rain down blows on the man again, could no longer hold back and stepped forward to stop them.

The thugs were having a good time beating him when they didn't expect someone to come out and stop them. The thugs were stunned for a moment, then, with a cigarette in their mouths, took a deep drag and asked Zhang Yuze, "Who are you? None of your damn business. You better get lost, or we'll beat you too."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuze frowned and said to the leading thug, "Let him go and get out of here." Zhang Yuze said with a stern face, almost word by word.

Zhang Yuze, this unexpected interloper, made the surrounding crowd feel extremely excited, as they all knew that there would be an even better show to watch.

"Yo ho! Brothers, we've run into a tough one. What do you think we should do?" The leading thug looked at Zhang Yuze with a sneer, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stepped on it.

"Brother Chun, what else can we do? Just take him out, so he doesn't get in the way," the young men beside him, holding iron rods and wooden sticks, said, cursing and swearing.

Hearing this, the leading thug's smile deepened. He said to Zhang Yuze, "Kid, you're just asking for death, so don't blame me."

Saying that, the thug waved his hand to his companions and said, "Brothers, cripple him for me."

Saying that, he rushed towards Zhang Yuze first, the iron rod in his hand smashing down hard on his head.

The speed was very fast, and his skills were obviously trained, quite methodical. The young MMs in the surrounding crowd screamed in fright, obviously thinking that there would be another scene of bloodshed. Even the young man thought so, seeing Zhang Yuze standing there, blank and dazed, as if he was frightened. The smile on his face became even more obvious, obviously thinking that he could take down this greenhorn with this one blow. The other four young men behind him also followed instantly, forming a siege against Zhang Yuze.

Zhang Yuze coldly looked at the thug rushing towards him, his hand reaching out with lightning speed, instantly grabbing the wooden stick that the thug had smashed down on him. Then, with a pinch, the wooden stick shattered on the ground in an instant.

With a "bang!" Zhang Yuze's fist had already smashed into the thug's body while the thug was stunned.