Chapter 179 178, Spree, Damn Fake

Chapter 179 178, Sprees, fuck Fakeer~

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Nagayama Naoki opened his eyes and remembered that he was in New York now.

I opened the curtains and opened the windows, and the cold wind blew away my sleepiness.

The author exchange event is the day after tomorrow, which means Naoki Nagayama has a whole day today to take a walk around New York.

After a leisurely breakfast in the Palm Room, Naoki Nagayama, wearing a turtleneck sweater, cotton trousers and a khaki windbreaker, went out with a camera.

From previous photos, I can see scenes from the 1980s that are full of saturation and bright colors. Just like future live broadcasts, a layer of beauty filters have been artificially added to the 1980s.

New York in early March 1982 was cold and gray.

The men on the street wear thick gray suits or leather coats, and the women also wear thick fur coats. The neat clothes and grace in the TV series basically do not exist on the real streets. Or maybe Naoki Nagayama arrived at the wrong time?

Central Park, across the street from the New York Plaza Hotel, is naturally the first stop.

It seemed to have rained again last night, and the snow in Central Park had melted slightly. The morning sun shone from the sky, reflecting tiny rays of light on the wet surface of the park. The frozen branches looked like they were made of crystal. The work of art sparkles.

Nagayama Naoki walked slowly along the road in the park, raising his camera from time to time to take pictures. The severe cold weather made the homeless people who were supposed to stay near the park disappear. Occasionally, they can be seen in the park to enjoy the winter. Those who enjoy the snowy scenery can also see mounted policemen on horseback slowly passing by on the road.

"Naoki-san, are you sure you want to be alone?"

Kuniji Morikawa of Shogakukan originally planned to pair Nagayama Naoki with an interpreter and tour guide, but Nagayama Naoki refused.

"I heard that the United States is in chaos right now, and there are constant gang incidents in New York."

Nagayama Naoki smiled: "Kuniji-san, I know, happy America, gunfights every day~"

"Don't worry, I'm just visiting the bustling Manhattan area this time. I won't go to places like Brooklyn."

Kuniji Morikawa was still a little worried: "Even so, what if we encounter danger if we go alone?"

Nagayama Naoki smiled confidently: "Silly tape, Bunji-san, actually I have been working out. In order to film "The Gas Station Robbery Incident", I even took a kickboxing class. Ordinary gangsters can't get close to it. My body."

In fact, during the filming, Naoki Nagayama's actual combat ability improved after experiencing dozens of Yakuza melees.

What's more, relying on my experience of going back and forth to New York countless times in my previous life,

What could go wrong? Not a kid anymore~

Nagayama Naoki happily visited, crossing Central Park, then went to the Museum of the City of New York, and then went to the famous Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Asians have skin color, young appearance, high-end clothes, and hold expensive-looking cameras. In addition, there are no other people around them. In the eyes of some people, such people are just "walking wallets."

"Hey, Hank." The gangster squatted in the lee of a certain building with nothing to do, basking in the sun. He poked his companion with his elbow, "Look at the guy over there."

"That Asian kid?" A black man named Hank was wearing a shabby leather jacket and holding a cigarette in his hand. "Looks like a tourist."

"He is alone." The other tall and thin man leaning against the wall also took a look, "He is also very rich, Shit. That camera looks like it can buy you a week of happy time."

"Pete, let's teach him that New York is not a place where YellowMonkey can run wild." The gangster who spoke first put on his hood, put his hands in his pockets and walked over.

Logically speaking, the gangsters of this era would not be so arrogant as to rob in the street in broad daylight, at least they would do it at night or in a secluded place, similar to a subway station, but Naoki Nagayama looks tender and tender. I'm an Asian tourist, and I'm alone.

The group of three black people following you is of course easy to spot, and they have no intention of hiding. Several people looked at Nagayama Naoki fiercely and approached step by step.

Anyway, even if the tourists call the police, it doesn't matter. They just come to see the scenery.

"WTF? Is New York such a mess?"

Naoki Nagayama sensed the malice. This was Manhattan, the busiest and most prosperous place.

Although he wasn't too worried, in order to avoid trouble, Nagayama Naoki still quickened his pace and walked towards a crowded place.

The most crowded place in Manhattan is New York Times Square, known as the "Crossroads of the World." This place can be seen in various blockbusters in later generations. In the 1980s, the prosperous shopping malls and theaters here, is already famous far and wide,

However, it is winter, and even here there are not many pedestrians, only the huge Coca-Cola sign hanging in the cold wind.

"The three guys at the back seem to have convinced me~"

As he walked, he looked at the three gangsters following him out of the corner of his eye. Nagayama Naoki was a little troubled. The police wouldn't care about this situation.

Another gust of cold wind blew, and Naoki Nagayama shrank his neck. It was a bad habit not to like wearing hats and scarves. The sky actually became a little cloudy, and the streets became a little dark.

Although there were no people in the square, the entertainment and shopping malls were not closed. Nagayama Naoki walked directly into a high-end clothing store. Before entering, he looked at the three gangsters and said that he had discovered them and hoped that they would give up. retreat.

"Tate, that Bichi even looked at me!" The tall and thin Peter had obviously damaged his head by taking medicine, and he was about to rush forward and catch Nagayama Naoki, "How dare that Bichi look at me!"

"Wait, Pete, you can't enter that store." The guy named Tate was the leader of the three, "He is warning us, he found us~"

"Why? That Bichi is provoking us!"

Hank, the taciturn of the three, said, "There are security guards."

In this era, high-end shopping malls were very concerned about disheveled black people, and the security guards were armed with guns.

"Shit! I can't believe he won't come out!" Peter was so angry that he kicked the snow.

Nagayama Naoki didn't come here just to avoid the gang of three. On the one hand, he wanted to buy a hat and a scarf. On the other hand, he also wanted to pick out whether there were any clothes that he could bring to his mother and Tsuruko.

It's probably not suitable if you choose it yourself, but high-end clothing stores will always have professional sales.

The store was large, but there were not many customers. A security guard stood behind the counter at the door. As soon as he entered, a beautiful blonde lady came over.

"Sir, I am Lily, the clerk in this store. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Aesthetics sometimes have no regard for race. Seeing a handsome oriental man, Lily struck up a conversation before several other shop assistants.

"Thank you, my English name is William," Nagayama Naoki smiled, "I need a hat and scarf to keep out the cold, and I also want to buy a gift for my mother and sister. Please help me choose~"

Hearing this tone that didn't ask about the price at all, Lily's smile became even brighter. This must be a big order!

Lily very attentively led Naoki Nagayama to the VIP area on the second floor, and also served coffee.

"Mr. William, let me help you choose a hat and scarf first. Do you have any special requirements?"

"Just cool colors."

"Okay, please wait~"

The heating in the store was fully turned on. Nagayama Naoki took off his windbreaker and looked through the second floor window to see three black guys waiting at the corner next to the store, rubbing their hands and stamping their feet.

"Haha, you guys have been waiting~"

Lily selected downstairs for a while, then came over with a small clothes hanger with four or five hats and different types of scarves hanging on it.

"Mr. William, these are the hats and scarves that match your clothes. Can you see if they fit?"

As he said that, he pushed over a full-length mirror. During this period, he kept introducing the advantages and disadvantages of the product, and while chatting, he also talked about why he came to New York and so on.

Naoki Nagayama tried on gray, black, brown and dark blue hats, and without any hesitation, he directly chose a narrow-brimmed gray dome gentleman's hat. Based on Lily's recommendation, he chose a blue and white patterned scarf.

"William, this blue and white scarf suits the writer's temperament very well."

I looked at the effect in the mirror. The bright color of the scarf neutralized the overall cold tone, making it look youthful and energetic without being too eye-catching.

"Lily, it looks very good, just listen to you!"

"The next step is to choose for my mother, her." Naoki Nagayama described the age and height of his mother Nanako and Tsuruko, as well as their usual favorite styles.

But at this time Lily advised:

"William, if a female customer comes to buy clothes for a female relative, I would suggest buying clothes, because most of them know each other's preferences and characteristics. However, Mr. William still recommends buying some matching accessories, such as scarves, belts, Bags and stuff like that.”

"Oh? Wouldn't you be able to make money this way?"

“Thinking about the customer is the most important thing.”

Lily showed a sincere smile, the kind of confidence that can only be found in a century-old store.

In order to thank Lily for her sincerity, Nagayama Naoki chose a few more silk scarves to wear.

Anyway, I can give it to many people when I go back~

When Naoki Nagayama paid, he just put on his hat and scarf. The store packed the scarf and sent it to the New York Plaza Hotel along with the camera.

The few things I bought in this high-end clothing store were actually more expensive than a camera. Naturally, I didn't worry about anything. I took an umbrella from the store for the convenience of customers.

When paying, Lily handed over a piece of paper with her phone number written on it, and also gave her a wink:

"Mr. William, if you have any other questions, you can call me~"

American girls are so enthusiastic~

After leaving the store, snow began to fall on the street.

I looked at the three gangsters who were staying in the sheltered corner. They didn't react for a while.

Nagayama Naoki strode to the other side, and these three guys slowly followed.

"You still don't give up? You're so perseverant~"

Seeing that it was almost noon, the distance traveled from morning to now was not short, Naoki Nagayama found another high-end restaurant on the street.

"Shit, that bitch raised!"

Pete was shaking all over, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be losing control of himself. He was not cold, but a drug addict.

Hank said from the side: "Tate, Pete, that cunning rabbit, has put the camera in the clothing store."

It means there is no need to continue following.

Tate, the gang leader, was also suppressing his anger at this time: "Damn guy, he must have a lot of money on him! Even if he doesn't have money, he must be taught a lesson. He dared to provoke us!"

Naoki Nagayama was sitting by the window, and he could see the three guys shivering in the cold wind.

But he still didn't dare to break into the high-end restaurant.

Naoki Nagayama enjoyed the warm French red wine stewed beef brisket and borscht, and looked out the window a few times. This was not what he wanted to provoke, but the waiter brought him directly to this seat.

However, happiness is indeed a contrast, and the food in his mouth is more delicious.

After finishing the meal, Naoki Nagayama sat in his seat while digesting and thinking. These guys seemed to follow him, but after observing for so long, they didn't seem to have guns on them.

Could it be that they were really poor and trapped little bastards who wanted to extort money when they saw that he was easy to bully?

However, this kind of simple tracking, before the robbery, the American police would not care, not to mention that he was a foreigner.

We have to find a way to solve this problem once and for all!

Naoki Nagayama made up his mind and left the restaurant without much hesitation after paying.

The falling snow on the street slightly blocked the sight of the trio. When they found out, Naoki Nagayama was still walking quickly to the other side.

"F**K, the damn guy is going to run away!" Pete threw away the cigarette in his hand and ran after him.

Running on the snowy street was not a good idea. Pete was already addicted and fell flat on his face on the street without paying attention.

Watching Naoki Nagayama walk quickly to the fork in the street corner, and disappear as soon as he turned around, Tate hurriedly shouted

"Hank, don't worry about Pete, catch up first."

"YEAH, catch him first!" Pete on the ground was still relentless, "I'll catch up."

The two men left Pete behind and ran quickly to the street corner,

but as soon as they turned around, a black umbrella hit Tate's leg, making him lose balance and fall heavily to the ground;

And Hank on the other side felt a handful of white snowflakes greet him He quickly raised his hand to protect his eyes, and then felt a heavy blow on his leg, and fell to the ground;

The two were almost knocked unconscious, and when they came to their senses, they saw this good-looking Asian, bending over and holding two spray paint cans towards the two:

"Spress, damn it!!!"

The two blackened their eyes, and then there was a blinding pain.

"~~F*K, F*K! %...&%*..." The two gangsters fell to the ground and rolled, swearing and in pain.

And Naoki Nagayama quickly stood up and said to the black guy next to him who looked terrified and carrying a bag, who seemed to be doing spray painting:

"RUN!"

When the two ran out of breath and stopped at a corner, the black guy reacted:

"Why am I running?"

"They have another person~" Naoki Nagayama took a breath, "but he shouldn't catch up."

There are still two guys to take care of.

"Then why should I run? None of this has anything to do with me!" The black guy looked very unhappy, and he still had a few cans of spray paint left there.

Nagayama Naoki saw that this guy was actually not bad, "Hahaha, they won't listen to your explanation~"

"How about this, I'll compensate you for your spray paint~"

"I don't want it!"

The black guy refused very firmly, which was quite different from the impression of black people.

"MOVE!"

The black guy walked past Nagayama Naoki in a depressed mood,

Then suddenly saw the red brick wall next to the alley, as if he suddenly got inspiration,

Took out the spray can from his backpack and started graffiti.

"This guy, oh my~"

I dreamed of Akina-chan last night, and I was in a good mood all day today~I have been addicted to smoking vegetables and have no mood to write, so I'm a little late~