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Chapter 5 Winning the Money

Allen returned to the casino again to make enough money using his perspective eyes.

'What to play?' Allen felt his pockets, he only had twenty dollars on him, and that was only enough for him to play the simplest form of craps.

Converting the money into chips, Allen walked over to the table where the dice were being played. A youth was angrily slamming the table.

Impressive were the strands of red hair at the youth's temples.

"Damn, why is every hand big! Are you guys cheating!" The red-haired youth questioned angrily at the lottery.

The dealer shrugged, "Sir, you can only blame it on your bad luck."

"FUCK! I'll take the small this time, then!" The young redhead tossed a handful of chips onto 'small.'

Allen stood back and quickly figured out the rules of the place. There were only three dice in the dealer's dice cup; 3-10 points were minor, and 11-18 points were big; this was the easiest way to play. There was also guessing the exact number of points with more enormous odds and more to win.

When the dealer dropped the dice cup onto the gambling table again, Allen activated his perspective. The eyes penetrated the dice cup to see the points inside.

Allen threw the chips in his hand onto the '15' point, which attracted the attention of the red-haired youth.

"Hey man, are you going against me, Jerome? Everyone knows this hand is still small! Do you think I really won't be favored by Lady Luck?" Jerome teased with a raised eyebrow.

Allen shrugged, "Actually, Lady Luck probably favored me more!"

Jerome raised an eyebrow and didn't say another word. Instead of urging the dealer to open the dice cup immediately, he had to make the young fellow realize the reality.

Waiting for no one to place any bets, the dealer opened the dice cup, and the three 'five points' facing upwards were reflected in everyone's eyes.

"Lady Luck, the fucking bitch!" Jerome cursed under his breath as he stared blankly at the three dice.

The dealer glanced at Allen in surprise, only to think it suited the lucky guy. After he rattled off the chips Allen had won, he shook the dice cup again.

The dice cup hit the table, and this time, Jerome chose 'big' while Allen pressed all his chips on the '5' point.

"Hey man, the first one might have been luck, that bitch Lady Luck always favors rookies, but the second one won't be lucky." Jerome sneered and bristled while Allen shrugged and said nothing.

At the same time the dice cup opened, two '1's' and a '3' sent Jerome into silence.

"Luck! It must be luck! Again!" Jerome roared and told the dealer to shake the dice cup again.

This time, the dice cup fell, but Jerome hesitated. He struggled for a few seconds and threw his chips on 'big,' while Allen chose '3 points.'

Jerome did not clamor this time, just staring at the dice cup. Three "1 points" entered everyone's vision when the dice cup opened.

The gamblers around them looked at Jerome sympathetically; the poor guy seemed to be the weathervane, and as long as everyone bought against him, they could win.

Allen sympathized with Jerome as he counted his chips, 'This guy must not have cursed Lady Luck much. It's just bad luck.'

As the dealer shook the dice cup for the fourth time, it came down, but everyone didn't place any bets this time. Instead, their eyes were fixed on Jerome.

The dealer looked helplessly at Jerome and asked, "Which one are you going to buy?"

Jerome looked around at the gamblers waiting for him to place their bets; the guys recognized his unlucky physique and waited for him to place his bets, then bet the opposite.

"You assholes!" Jerome's hands trembled as he squeezed the chips, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something. He immediately put on a smiling face and looked at Allen.

"Sorry, man. I was rude earlier. Can you tell me what you plan on buying?" Jerome asked.

Allen shrugged his shoulders and tossed his chips on the '15' spot, which Jerome immediately called.

The gamblers who originally wanted to bet against Jerome all scoffed. The probability of betting on the exact number of points was too low. In the end, they all bought 'small'.

By the time the dice cup opened, the fifteen points silenced all the gamblers, with only Jerome choosing to cheer!

"I knew it! Lady Luck chose you!" Jerome couldn't wait to hug and kiss Allen, but luckily, Allen reacted quickly to avoid his hug.

"Hey man, I'm not gay," Allen reminded breathlessly.

Allen made the next bets based on the exact number of points in each hand, and the chips in front of him increased. Jerome also follows him in making a lot of money. Now, all the gamblers saw that as long as they followed Allen's bets, they would surely win!

The dealer winked toward the corner, and one of the casino hands went to the boss to report.

At that moment, a beautiful woman in a black leather skirt squeezed her way to Allen's side and asked, "Handsome, can I follow the betting too?"

"Sure!" Allen was enjoying the feeling right now, and in the face of a beautiful woman's initiative, he placed his hands on her ass.

''What a bouncy ass, and the breasts are big, and the thighs can be really ...... damn, police ID!'' The smile on Allen's face suddenly disappeared.

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