Chapter 283 I Am Your Fan

On the Hollywood Walk of Fame, there are not only tourists, but also many performing artists.

Yin Jun looked around while walking, and unknowingly spent an entire afternoon shopping.

Since Hollywood is more than 400 kilometers away from Las Vegas, Tian Jiachun and Tang Shuxuan, who had gone to buy some gifts, returned to the car around 5 o'clock, and Tang Shuxuan drove to Las Vegas.

The traffic laws in the United States are very interesting. Although there are speeding restrictions in many places, if a group of cars are running fast on a highway, the police will usually only arrest the first car.

Because they believe that it is the leading car that brings the speed up, and the other cars just follow.

When Tang Shuxuan drove to Las Vegas, she encountered several sports cars like this.

Although Tang Shuxuan's Japanese car couldn't outrun a sports car, it still ran a high speed of 130 kilometers.

Fortunately, the United States is sparsely populated, especially in the western region, otherwise such a speed would be a bit scary.

When we arrived in Las Vegas, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening. In the already bright Nevada desert, Las Vegas was brightly lit and extremely bright, like a scene from an Arabian Nights.

Las Vegas, which has nothing, suddenly became one of the top five most prosperous cities in the United States just because it obtained a casino license. If you don't take into account its exaggerated crime rate and dark things, it is actually more prosperous than Las Vegas. New York is not much different.

The amount of tax revenue they create in a year is very scary - not to mention New York has more, why don't you look at how many people there are in New York compared to how many people there are here?

Yin Jun went to the casino in Omen, but he didn't have much money in his pocket, so he didn't play much.

When he came to Las Vegas this time, Yin Jun was also not ready to play - because he was under age.

Yes.

Young people who are 17 years old are not allowed to participate in gambling. In the United States, the rule is 21 years old.

But the problem is that even the age of spectators is limited to 18 years old. If Yin Jun dares to sneak in secretly and is eventually discovered, he will definitely be put in jail directly.

Don't doubt it, Americans are so rigid and harsh.

Yin Jun didn't know about it before he came, and thought he could go in and have a look, as long as he didn't place a bet.

But now, after checking into the hotel, he could only watch Tang Shuxuan take Tian Jiachun to hang out in the casino downstairs. Yin Jun was really depressed.

With no other choice, Yin Jun went out for a walk on the street.

Las Vegas is not just about casinos, there is basically everything you can imagine, legal and illegal, to eat, drink and have fun.

To put it simply, Las Vegas was built to drain your money.

There are free meals in the casino, and Tang Shuxuan and Tian Jiachun can naturally enjoy them. In anger, Yin Jun first went to eat the most famous American dish - Super Burger. As a result, Yin Jun was completely eaten. Stand up.

In addition to two pieces of bread, there are five or six slices of beef, three slices of cheese, two slices of bacon, and some vegetables. In Yin Jun's opinion, this kind of food is not as good as Aunt Zhang's bowl of noodles.

However, I had already ordered this super burger, so I could only hold my nose and eat it.

Why do you think Americans are so down-to-earth? A piece of beef is almost as thick as a steak in the Mainland. After five or six slices, do you think Yin Jun will be able to hold it all?

Fortunately, Yin Jun did not drink Coca-Cola, the most popular food of the American people. Otherwise, walking with a bloated belly while hiccupping would have been quite awkward.

The streets in Las Vegas are particularly wide, especially the main streets. Not only are the car lanes large and spacious, but the pedestrian lanes are also enough to make all Hong Kong people envy and hate them.

Not long after leaving, Yin Jun passed by a lot of nightclubs and watched the gorgeous beauties walking in and out of them. Music could be heard from time to time. Only then did Yin Jun remember that he had never been to a disco.

But disco bars are too noisy and can easily cause trouble, and they are still in the United States, so Yin Jun feels that it is better not to get into trouble.

Speaking of which, Lan Kwai Fong, the core area of ​​bars and discos in Hong Kong, is still a shabby little street. It will take two years before a Canadian opens a bar here. When the bar business is good, he will Through purchasing and leasing, we own nearly 40% of the properties in Lan Kwai Fong, thus vigorously developing Lan Kwai Fong and forming a famous bar and disco area in Hong Kong, which is even famous throughout Asia.

Although he knew that if he bought a shop in Lan Kwai Fong in advance, he could at least make a profit several times the price increase, Yin Jun had no interest in such an industry at all.

The bar and disco industry is too chaotic and requires negotiation with associations. This is what Yin Jun doesn't like.

Although doing business in Xiangjiang, you can't avoid dealing with associations, but it is different from being a bar and disco. There are so many tricks in a bar and disco, and you can't make much money and still get into trouble. What's the benefit?

While he was thinking about it, suddenly a figure appeared in front of Yin Jun's eyes, passed Yin Jun, and ran forward quickly.

At this time, Yin Jun looked up, but he didn't know when he had reached a small street. It seemed to be the street behind some bars and disco bars.

As for the person who passed him, Yin Jun was very sure that she was a woman and that she was drunk - she could smell everything when she passed by like this.

"Stop! You bitch!!" Before Yin Jun could take a closer look, two Americans in their thirties and forties stumbled after him, cursing as they ran.

The woman didn't run very fast. If the two Americans hadn't drunk too much, they would have been caught up long ago.

The back side of the main street is always dark with the lights off, but there are street lights.

Just when Yin Jun looked at the three people running away and chasing, the woman running away in front suddenly turned her head and looked back when passing the street light to see how far away the chasing people were from her.

Looking at that extremely familiar face, Yin Jun was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously chased after him.

While running over, Yin Jun also grabbed a beer bottle that fell in the corner.

The three of them quickly disappeared around the corner. By the time Yin Jun arrived, the woman had been forced into the corner of the wall piled with debris.

"Don't come here!" the woman screamed. She wanted to grab something to protect herself, but her hands and feet were inflexible because of panic.

The two Americans felt that they had a chance to win, so they surrounded her with a smile. One of them pointed at her and said: "You stinking bitch! I'm buying you a drink, and you still dare to hit me? I'm going to beat you here today! I I’ve played with a lot of Asian women, but I’ve never had sex with a woman here!”

"Link, you go first, and then I'll fuck her! I have to kill this bitch!" Another person also laughed arrogantly.

Just like when he rescued Zeng Huaqian last time, Yin Jun was experienced in this kind of backstabbing thing.

Just when the two of them were arrogant and forgot to take precautions, Yin Jun had already touched them, raised the bottle, and hit the man behind him on the head with a "bang".

When the bottle broke, the man covered his head and fell to the ground before he had the strength to turn around.

The American man who was the first to utter arrogant words was startled. He turned around and saw Yin Jun stabbing him with half a beer bottle.

"FK!"

The man reluctantly stepped aside, but just in time to avoid Yin Jun's unprofessional fighting momentum, and then kicked Yin Jun directly on the back.

"Peng!"

Yin Jun was kicked directly to the ground. The Yankee's strength was too great. Yin Jun fell to the ground from the front. In addition to the pain in his back, his nose suddenly hurt.

The next moment, the man was about to bend down and reach out to grab Yin Jun's clothes, but Yin Jun heard another sound of the glass bottle breaking.

"Plop!"

The man fell heavily to the position where Yin Jun fell just now.

Fortunately, Yin Jun rolled a bit, otherwise it would have been miserable to be pinned down like this.

"Clang!"

There was a sound of a bottle falling to the ground, and when a scent of fragrance entered her nose, the woman knelt down and tried hard to help Yin Jun up with a pair of jade hands.

"How are you? Are you okay?" She clearly saw Yin Jun's Asian face, so she subconsciously spoke in Mandarin.

This woman's voice is particularly pleasant, soft and waxy, a bit coquettish like that of a Baodao woman, but it has more of a clear and mellow flavor.

What immediately hit Yin Jun's nose was the smell of the beer she drank.

Yin Jun struggled to crawl up and sit up, indicating that he was fine, but he struggled to breathe.

After being kicked so hard just now, Yin Jun felt as if his spine was broken. In addition, his nose hurt so much that Yin Jun needed to slow down before he could sit up.

At this time, the woman suddenly exclaimed: "Your nose! It's bleeding~~"

With that said, she quickly took out a scented towel from the shoulder bag she was carrying and wanted to wipe it with Yin Jun.

Yin Jun turned his head and dodged, "It's okay."

"You're bleeding, why doesn't it matter?... It's all my fault..." The woman stubbornly stuffed the towel into Yin Jun's hand and asked him to wipe it himself. Her slightly round face was full of worry and guilt. .

"We'd better leave first." Yin Jun rubbed his painful back and pointed at the two men who had been shot. "The police will come later. It's hard to talk."

Neither Yin Jun nor she is American. If this kind of thing happens and she is taken to the police station for questioning, Yin Jun will be fine. But if she goes to the police station again in the United States, it will probably cause an uproar. .

"Oh, then I'll help you!" The woman quickly wanted to put Yin Jun's arm on her shoulders.

How could Yin Jun be supported by a woman?

He held back the pain and shook his hand, "I'll go by myself."

"Well, then please slow down..." The woman still held his arm, looking cautious.

The two of them slowly walked out of the alley. When they stood on the street, there were already a lot more people, making the woman feel a little more secure.

"Are you Chinese? Or American? Are you here for fun? Where do you live? I seem to have heard your voice somewhere." Her mood improved, and the woman's questions became much lighter.

"I am your fan, Miss Deng Lijun." Yin Jun said with a smile.

The woman's face is very distinguishable, and it is under the bright light at this time. Naturally, Yin Jun cannot pretend to be stupid - there are very few Chinese people who don't know Teresa Deng!

Teresa Teng was a little embarrassed when she heard this. She was the world-renowned number one Chinese female singer, but now she was caught here entangled with two men - although it was indeed those two men who were entangled, but in the eyes of others , maybe he thought she had something to do with those two men.

As a conservative woman, Teresa Teng certainly does not want to be misunderstood.

"I'm sorry, just now I...you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a greeting came from beside her that made Yin Jun dumbfounded.

"Yin Jun, if you're not staying at the hotel, what are you doing here? Picking up girls?"

Teresa Teng understands Cantonese.

She suddenly fixed her eyes and stared at Yin Jun fiercely, and her eyes suddenly turned red.