'What's with this guy, is it really good luck, or is he cheating!? No matter which one it is, this is truly beyond comprehension!'
If you say it's good luck, can a person's luck really be this good? You have to know that the probability of hitting three leopards (triples) in a row is about one in tens of millions, this basically should be an impossible event.
If you say he's cheating, first of all, Jotaro from beginning to end has followed the rules properly, with no signs of cheating visible.
Secondly, would a cheater be this arrogant? Such an openly blatant approach is practically unheard of in a casino.
But compared to the former, the dealer still would rather believe that Jotaro is cheating.
At this moment, her hands holding the bamboo tube were already trembling slightly, because she simply couldn't see how Jotaro was cheating.
Now, she could only accept the loss. If this continued, not only Jotaro, even she herself would be held accountable by the casino.
After all, she had already caused the casino to lose over five hundred thousand yen.
If Jotaro continued betting and hit another leopard, the losses would be massive.
Jotaro flicked the cigarette butt in his hand into a trash can not far away, took out his watch from his pocket, and glanced at the time, it was already nearing evening.
He stood up from his chair and said indifferently, "That's it, let's end it here. Where should I collect the money?"
At this moment, the dealer's hand holding the bamboo tube was still slightly shaking. She had already noticed that a few plants in the crowd had vanished, presumably, they had gone to report.
A man with a scar on his face gave her a signal with his eyes. She understood and said to Jotaro, "Sir, please follow me this way."
With his hands in his trouser pockets, Jotaro followed the woman, walking toward the back of the casino.
"Hey, woman, where exactly are you taking me?"
Following behind the dealer, Jotaro turned many corners and arrived at an isolated courtyard.
Hearing Jotaro's impatient voice, the dealer turned her head and said with a flattering smile, "Sir, no need to worry. You've won a large sum; we need some time to prepare."
"Please rest here for a while."
She led Jotaro into the courtyard and prepared tea for him, then exited.
After the woman left, Jotaro placed both hands behind his head, crossed one leg over the other, and lay down on the tatami with his eyes closed to rest.
The unfamiliar environment didn't make him feel the slightest bit uneasy.
After a while, he heard the sound of a door opening. The dealer had changed out of her revealing outfit and was now wearing an orange kimono.
After changing her clothes, her entire aura had changed, from hot and seductive to gentle and elegant.
But what changed was only her aura. Her figure was still explosive, and even the loose kimono couldn't hide her proud headlights.
Her face carried a shy blush as she slowly approached Jotaro and knelt down.
Jotaro opened his eyes, his light green pupils quietly looking at her.
She brought her stunningly beautiful face close to Jotaro's tall and sturdy body, her whole body leaning against him.
Supporting herself with both hands, she positioned herself so she could admire Jotaro's handsome face from above.
Her spring-filled eyes gazed passionately at Jotaro. She gently parted her lips, a fragrance as fresh as Finland brushing across his face.
This is a question a woman would only ask the man she loves, she was no exception. Because she was not just a woman; she was a woman of peerless beauty.
Jotaro frowned and pushed her away with one hand, then straightened his upper body from the tatami. He bent his knees, resting one arm on top.
His voice was calm, without the slightest fluctuation. "Woman, where's my money?"
Jotaro's indifference made her start to doubt her own beauty.
She looked at Jotaro somewhat resentfully and said coyly, "Talking about money at this moment, don't you think it kills the mood?"
Her fair, soft hands held Jotaro's broad palm and slowly placed it on her chest.
Jotaro's disregard for her had sparked her competitive spirit, she wanted this man to fall under her spell. For that, she used even more seductive means to arouse Jotaro's desire.
"Sir, have you considered joining us? With your sleight of hand, you could dominate the entire casino."
"As long as you agree, whether it's money or women, we can satisfy you."
As she spoke, she used her other hand to pull open her kimono, revealing fair skin like jade, and a deep career line.
Jotaro frowned, ruthlessly brushed her aside with one hand, stood up from the tatami, then put his hands in his pockets and walked toward the door.
Just then, a tall and burly middle-aged man opened the door, clapping as he walked in.
He wore a black kimono and had stubble on his chin, he clearly wasn't a good person.
"Young man, not bad. With such temptation, you still passed the test of lust."
"Godfather!" the dealer exclaimed, shocked. "Why are you here?"
"Silver Wolf already told me what happened at the casino."
Behind the middle-aged man followed a man with a scarred face, the same one who had signaled the dealer earlier.
"Mind your own business!" the dealer said in dissatisfaction, her eyes still lingering on Jotaro, her beautiful eyes seemed to be dripping water.
"Yako, step back. A man like him isn't someone you can handle."
With that, the middle-aged man gestured for Jotaro to sit down. Jotaro didn't move, so he knelt and sat down himself.
"I am Kuroda Ryunosuke, the owner of this casino. Most of this red-light district belongs to me."
"Yare yare, I'm not interested in your yakuza games."
Jotaro had already run out of patience. He reached out, grabbed Kuroda Ryunosuke's collar, and looked down at him condescendingly. "Right now, I just want to know where my money is."
"Kuroda-sama!" Silver Wolf shouted, reaching into his clothes.
Kuroda Ryunosuke motioned for him not to move. Without fear on his face, he stared into Jotaro's eyes and said, "Young man, you've got talent. Have you considered working under me?"
Jotaro raised him even higher with one hand. "Don't you understand what I'm saying!?"
Kuroda Ryunosuke sneered and said, "You're indifferent to women, I thought you were a smart man. But... hehe, you still don't understand your situation, do you?"
Jotaro let go, throwing Kuroda Ryunosuke to the ground. Silver Wolf had already drawn a black revolver and pointed it at Jotaro's head.
Kuroda Ryunosuke, certain of victory, straightened his clothes.
"Do you really think you can get that money? Right now, you only have one choice."
"That is, work for us, and tell us how you cheated."
He snorted and continued, "If you're smart, you'll get the same treatment as Yako. But if you don't know what's good for you..."
A sinister smile spread across his face.
"Then today, you'll die right here!"
Hearing this, Jotaro's face revealed a meaningful smile. He said calmly, "You really want to know how I cheated?"
Kuroda Ryunosuke growled, "You better confess truthfully, or else..."
He waved to Silver Wolf, who understood and cocked the gun.
Jotaro closed his eyes, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness. This kind of request, he was seeing it for the first time.
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