Dice became the mainstream of gambling on Meteor Street. Not only was the gameplay clear, but the dice could also be made with small square objects. It was very simple.
With a market, there would be practitioners. Gambling could be used to win resources. Some people had crooked ideas and began to think about techniques such as cheating.
Of course, those who cheated on Meteor Street didn't have a good ending. Among the corpses that Ron touched, several people contributed the dice game, this skill book, to him.
Three Basic Skill Books could be combined into an Intermediate Skill Book. Five Intermediate Skill Books could be combined into one Advanced Skill Book. Ten high-level skill books could be combined into a perfect-level skill book.
Ron's current dice playing skills had already reached the advanced level.
To him, this was a piece of cake.
Just like that, under the ugly expression of the dealer who was sweating profusely, the rich man placed all his chips on a single point with a red face.
This went on for five rounds, and he won every time.
Since the rich man had bet two or three times and all of them had hit the mark, many people began to follow him. As a result, the gambling table formed a rare situation where the gamblers won and the banker lost miserably.
There were even many people who heard the news and began to rush over.
Just as the dealer was wondering if he should do something, he saw the high-spirited tycoon being lifted from his seat like a chick.
"The fifth round is over. It's time for you to do your work.”
Ron was smiling, but his voice sounded a little cold in the rich man's ears, which immediately woke him up from his infatuation with winning the bet.
The rich man's bodyguards who were hiding at the side saw that something was wrong and wanted to come out, but they were stopped by him.
Looking at Ron's expressionless eyes, his body trembled slightly. Then, under the dealer's relieved expression and the regretful and unwilling eyes of many gamblers, he stood up and left.
The rich man was also a regular here. After calling the waiter to convert the chips into money, he left the casino.
Ron and Droplet followed him at a steady pace. They were not afraid even if the bodyguards gradually surrounded them.
When a Lincoln limousine similar to Ron's previous life drove over, the rich man made an inviting gesture to Ron and the others before getting into the car first.
Ron and Droplet followed suit. They saw the rich man take out two bottles of fruit wine from a freezer in the car and hand them over.
"Thank you at the gambling table just now. May I know your name? What do you want me to do for you?"
After getting off the gambling table, the rich man immediately turned into a successful person, completely different from his previous performance at the gambling table.
"My name is Ron, and her name is Xiao Di. We want you to help us get an identification certificate.”
Ron said bluntly.
"Get an identity certificate?"
The rich man was stunned at first. Then, he saw the old clothes on the two of them and thought about the garbage dump near Gurmanton City...
The enthusiasm on his face instantly dissipated, and a hint of imperceptible disgust flashed in his eyes.
" Proof of identity!"
The rich man's tone turned cold as he spoke slowly.
" That's not easy. There are many officials in Gumanton City, big and small. If you want to get an identity certificate, you have to go through them. It's very troublesome."
"Is that so? You agreed to the deal between the two of us. I'll help you win the bet, and you'll help me do something.”
Ron said, the smile on his face not fading, but his eyes gradually turned cold.
"But this matter is indeed not easy to handle. However, since I have promised you, I will do as you say. It's just that…"
"But what?"
"However, this will take some time. Three, no, five days. As long as you can accompany me to play in the casino for another five days, the identity certificate will definitely be sent to you.”
As the rich man spoke, he even extended his hand. The greed in his eyes was not hidden at all.
While he was talking to Ron, the limousine had already left the bustling city and arrived at a quiet place.
The bodyguards that he had spent a lot of money to hire were also in the car. No matter how he looked at it, it was beneficial to him.
The other party should have come from the garbage area, Meteor Street. He might know a little about gambling, but his martial strength might not be high. In that case, don't blame him for being rude.
The people of Meteor Street were very united. Many years ago, the homeless man was wrongly accused. In the end, the police officer, the magistrate, the prosecutor, the witness, the juror, the lawyer... all 31 people related to his unjust imprisonment were killed.
But that was the homeless man they found, not the homeless man himself.
Ron was the one who came to him to make a deal in the casino just now. He had agreed and did not intend to break the contract. However, the time for this matter depended on his mood.
The rich man was very pleased with himself, and he no longer hid the expression on his face.
Five days?
Ron's lips curled into a mocking smile. Five days after five days, would this not end?
"How is it? This method is also very…"
"Bang!"
Before the rich man could finish speaking, he heard a loud bang.
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