The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Hearing this, Gu Tao glanced at him with disdain and said, "You're no good. Your skill level is too low. I'm afraid that if I continue to play with you, it won't improve my skills at all, but will lead to regression."

These words were indeed a serious insult, making Duan Fei so angry that he almost vomited blood. But he couldn't refute it, after all, the fact that he lost to the other party was undeniable.

"I heard that you have an expert in your club, a very powerful one. Why don't you invite him out and let us have a good meeting, to see how high your club's expert really is?" Gu Tao said, looking at Duan Fei with a smile that was not a smile.

"Are you looking for me?" Just then, a very abrupt voice entered the ears of everyone present.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a mysterious person wearing a black trench coat, a baseball cap, and glasses on his face, covering most of his face.