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178, Sprys, Maja Fakeer~(2/2)

American girls are so enthusiastic~

...

After leaving the store, snowflakes 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 him.

"You still don't give up? You are 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 one raised by Bichi!"

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."

This means that there is no need to continue tracking.

The gang leader Tate was also holding back his anger at this time: "Damn guy, he must have a lot of money! Even if he doesn't have money, he must be taught a lesson, he actually dares to provoke us!"

Naoki Nagayama was sitting right next to the window, and he could directly see the figures of the three guys shivering in the cold wind.

But you still don’t dare to break into high-end restaurants.

Nagayama Naoki enjoyed the warm French red wine braised beef brisket and borscht, while looking out the window a few times. This was not his intention to provoke, but the waiter just brought him to this seat.

However, happiness really comes from contrast, and the food in your mouth is even more delicious.

After finishing the meal, Nagayama Naoki sat in his seat, digesting his food and thinking. These guys seemed to be following him, but after observing them for such a long time, they didn't feel like they were carrying guns.

Could it be that he is really a poor and needy little brat who wants to extort money when he sees that he is easy to bully?

However, this kind of simple stalking will not be ignored by the American police before the robbery, let alone if you are a foreigner.

Find a way to solve it once and for all!

...

Naoki Nagayama made up his mind, paid and left the restaurant without much hesitation.

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

"F**k, the damn guy is running away!" Pete dropped the cigarette in his hand and ran after him.

Running on a snowy street was not a good idea. Pete was already addicted and accidentally fell down on the street.

Seeing Naoki Nagayama walking quickly to the corner of the street and disappearing as soon as his body turned around, Tate quickly shouted:

"Hank, leave Pete alone and catch up first."

"Yeah, catch him first!" Peter on the ground was still reluctant, "I will catch up."

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

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned, a black umbrella hit Tate's leg, causing him to lose his balance and fall heavily to the ground;

Hank on the other side felt a handful of white snowflakes coming towards him. He quickly raised his hands to protect his eyes, and then felt a heavy blow on his leg, and his whole body fell to the ground;

The two of them were almost stunned. When they came back to their senses, they saw this good-looking Asian man bending down and holding two spray paint cans towards them:

"Spres, fuck Fakere!!!"

Their eyes went dark, and then there was dazzling pain...

"~~f*k, f*k!%...&%*..." The two gangsters rolled on the ground, swearing and in agony.

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

"run!"

It was only when the two of them stopped running and panting at a corner that the black boy realized:

"Why should I run?"

"They have one more person~" Nagayama Naoki breathed a sigh of relief, "But he shouldn't be able to 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 unhappy. He still had several cans of spray paint left there.

Nagayama Naoki saw that this guy actually had a good heart, "Hahaha, they won't listen to your explanation~"

"Let's do this, I'll pay you for your spray paint~"

"I do not want it!"

The black guy refused adamantly. This was very different from the black character in his impression.

"move!"

The black boy walked past Naoki Nagayama gloomily,

Then I suddenly saw the red brick wall next to the alley, and I felt like I was suddenly inspired.

He took out the sprinkler from his backpack and started doodling.

"This guy is Omo~"

...

------Digression-----
Chapter completed!
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