Chapter 155

"Only after proving your financial strength will you be invited to the next floor of the casino."

"That is where the negotiations for the next transaction will begin."

Hearing Kisame Hoshigaki’s words, Ryosuke finally understood completely.

"So that’s how it is."

"Then the means of 'proving financial strength' should be at the gambling table."

Ryosuke said softly, a trace of realization flashing in his eyes.

"My lord is wise."

Although Kisame Hoshigaki had a straight face, he didn't miss any opportunity to flatter.

"Place your bets, place your bets!!"

A dealer in charge of the gambling game shouted at the top of his lungs, and the gamblers around frantically poured their stakes into the game in front of them.

This was a gambling game similar to "guessing big or small" from his past life.

The rules of the game were simple: there were two dice with 1-6 points in the dealer’s dice cup; the dealer shook the cup, and as long as the total points exceeded six, it was "Big," and if the points were less than or equal to six, it was "Small."

Seeing that the gamblers in front of him had all placed their bets, a trace of satisfaction appeared in the dealer’s eyes.

Just as he was about to lift the dice cup and announce the result of the game.

A large-denomination gold note suddenly drifted down and landed on the "Small" position.

The moment they saw the gold note, everyone, including the dealer, had their pupils shrink slightly.

Because the denomination of this gold note was greater than the sum of all the stakes placed by the gamblers on the table.

Seeing this situation, the gamblers turned red-eyed, while cold sweat broke out on the dealer’s forehead.

Because the total points he had shaken in this round were indeed "Small."

Due to the time, he had no time to tamper with it, so he could only bite the bullet and lift the dice cup.

"Small!"

"It’s Small!!!!"

At that moment, the gamblers who had bet on the right chips cheered, their excited voices almost piercing the roof.

The dealer could only bite the bullet and pay out an amount of money equal to this huge gold note.

Immediately afterward, he started the next round again.

When the dealer shook the dice cup and placed it down, another huge gold note drifted down and landed on the "Small" position.

This time, the dealer remained calm on the surface, but he felt a faint excitement in his heart.

Subsequently, he quietly pressed the remote control in his pocket, manipulating the points inside the dice cup.

"Ten bets, nine losses" was not just a joke.

People who manipulate gambling games have ten thousand ways to win your money by cheating.

"Place your bets, place your bets!"

The dealer shouted excitedly, then lifted the dice cup in front of him.

"Woah woah woah woah!!!!"

"My god!!!"

"Hahahaha!!!"

The same scene played out again; the gamblers who bet on "Small" cheered, while the gamblers who placed their bets on the opposite side looked like they were mourning their parents.

"How is this possible!!!!"

The dealer was shocked; he never expected such a result, as he had clearly tampered with it in secret.

The dealer didn't believe it and started the gambling game again.

Small, Small, still Small!

No matter how the dealer operated, the final result was always "Small," with points not exceeding 6.

At this point, the dealer knew he had encountered a master.

He looked at the plain-looking young man on the opposite side with a serious gaze.

At this moment, the crowd of gamblers also saw the situation and followed the young man, placing all their bets on "Small."

For others, the tense and fierce gambling game seemed extremely boring to the young man; at this moment, he was looking around listlessly, appearing somewhat distracted.

The dealer gritted his teeth and, with a tense expression, shook the dice cup again.

"Place your bets!"

He said the usual jargon familiarly, his eyes fixed on the young man on the opposite side.

This time, the young man’s actions changed; he pushed all the winnings he had just won forward and placed them on the "Big" position.

On the gambling table, many gamblers, having tasted the sweetness of following the young man’s bets, followed suit and placed their stakes on it.

This time, the dealer tampered with it again, changing the points inside the dice cup to "Small."

When lifting the dice cup, the dealer’s hands were trembling.

He couldn't imagine how much money he would have to pay out if he lost this time.

The moment he saw the points inside the dice cup, the dealer’s expression changed from gloomy and tense to surprise and excitement.

Because this time, the points in the dice cup were one and six, seven! Just right in the range of "Big."

The dealer’s joy represented the collapse of the gamblers.

Many gamblers who had poured their entire net worth into it acted like madmen; they didn't blame the dealer for everything, but instead turned their malicious gazes toward the young man.

Because it was precisely because they chose to bet with the young man just now that they had lost so miserably.

A gambler, emboldened by his desperation, suddenly thought that since this young man could produce such a large gold note, did he have more money on him?

At that moment, this degenerate gambler prepared to take action against the young man.

But just then, a large hand, as solid as an iron wall, clamped tightly onto the degenerate gambler’s throat.

In an instant, the degenerate gambler couldn't breathe, his eyes bulging as if they were about to pop out of their sockets; no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from this large hand that felt like steel pincers..

At this time, the gamblers on the side noticed that standing behind the young man was a tall, thin man completely hidden in a black robe.

Seeing the miserable state of this degenerate gambler, the gamblers didn't dare to act rashly anymore.

It stood to reason; since this young man could produce such a large gold note, how could he lack protection by his side?

At this moment, a figure quickly arrived at the young man’s side.

"This gentleman, please let your subordinate release this poor fellow."

"I think with your status, you must be more interested in the next floor of our casino."

Hearing this, the young man turned his eyes and saw a ninja wearing a green ninja vest and a Hidden Rain forehead protector appear in front of him.

Seeing this, the young man raised an eyebrow; he didn't expect the other party to be so blatant, appearing in the casino wearing a forehead protector without hiding his Hidden Rain identity at all.

Needless to say, the person participating in the gambling game just now was Mizunuki Ryosuke, but at this time, Ryosuke had already used the Transformation Technique to change into a plain-looking stranger.

Likewise, Kisame Hoshigaki beside him also used the Transformation Technique to change his appearance.

And the reason Ryosuke deliberately gave up the winnings he had just won at the end was to lure out the manager of this casino.

After all, as long as he proved he had the qualifications to enter the next floor of the casino, there was no need to offend the other party for this small amount of money.

Seeing that the Hidden Rain was so corrupt, Ryosuke didn't care at all, but instead smiled and signaled Kisame Hoshigaki beside him to let the person go.

After all, the more corrupt the Hidden Rain was, the greater the possibility that the subsequent matters could be accomplished.

The appearance of the casino manager also completely dispelled the last trace of doubt in Ryosuke’s heart.

"Pat"

The moment Kisame Hoshigaki let go, the degenerate gambler collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, looking half-dead.

But at this moment, no one paid any attention to a half-dead degenerate gambler.

"Please!"

Afterward, the Hidden Rain ninja made a "please" gesture and led the way.

Mizunuki Ryosuke didn't stand on ceremony either, taking Kisame Hoshigaki and following behind the Hidden Rain ninja, walking toward the depths of the casino.

The crowd of gamblers cast awe-filled gazes toward the backs of the three.

But soon, they threw everything to the back of their minds again, indulging in the gambling table.