"3, 2, 1!"

As soon as he finished speaking...

As Dawn Smith raised his cup, a die immediately went into it.

All eyes were drawn to the two men's actions, wondering who would win the bet.

Dawn Smith's dice-collecting technique is indeed very elegant, and his hand speed is also very fast.

At first glance, you can tell he's a master at playing dice.

But in Su Ran's opinion, compared to her, Dawn Smith seemed to be somewhat inferior.

Because the two people collect the dice in completely different ways.

Dawn Smith collects dice one by one.

As for Su Ran, who had studied cheating techniques, she knew of a method for collecting dice called "swallowing thousands of miles."

The name does sound very imposing.

In reality, this method of collecting dice simply utilizes the length of the arm.

Starting with the first die, pull it upwards from a horizontal straight line at the bottom.

In this way, you can collect several dice as quickly as possible.

The name of this move sounds powerful, unrestrained, and bold, but the actual action looks rather ordinary.

However, it is very practical in terms of effectiveness.

Su Ran picked up the dice cup and started with the first die.

It suddenly stretched out a straight line.

In just one moment, Su Ran collected all four dice.

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(Ah Yang: Some of these gambling terms I looked up, some I heard from older generations, and some I learned from movies! But Ah Yang sincerely advises you! Never get involved in gambling! Because gambling is a bottomless pit! Once you're in, there's no turning back! Listen to me, my darlings!)

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At this moment, Dawn Smith had only collected two dice. When he saw that Su Ran had collected four dice, Dawn Smith panicked and his hand speed began to increase.

Su Ran continued to collect the dice in groups of four, using the same technique and speed. Then, she quickly shook the glass, using the momentum to make the dice spin at top speed inside the beer mug.

Only in this way can it be guaranteed that the dice inside will fall out during the continued collection of dice. Dawn Smith had already collected the fifth die, and the two dice cups were getting closer and closer.

Su Ran wanted to continue with the next cup and collect the dice.

Sudden.

The table is shaking.

All the remaining dice rolled in favor of Dawn Smith. Su Ran's attention was entirely on the table. Seeing this, Su Ran frowned but didn't say anything, and it was unclear who had made the move.

With the table in this state, Su Ran's cup, which she had prepared to collect the dice, fell to the ground.

The number of dice has suddenly dropped from eight to seven.

Losing a die means reducing the chances of winning by one point. Su Ran pursed her lips and didn't think too much about it. She continued to shake the cup quickly and then tried to collect the last four dice on the table.

However, Dawn Smith was not willing to give up and ran towards the four dice as well, the dice cup and the glass making a crisp sound.

Moreover, the four dice on the table had disappeared. Su Ran's cup was upside down on the table, and because the cup was transparent, it was clear that there were only seven dice.

Qian Dali exclaimed softly, "The boss won?!"

Although Su Zai Lu's seven dice all showed six points, totaling forty-two points, Dawn Smith's side still had twelve dice!

If every die rolls a number greater than three, you win the round!

At Qian Dali's prompting, Dawn Smith shook his head self-deprecatingly, "Miss Su, you are very strong. I lost, and I lost this match willingly."

Qian Dali frowned and looked at Li Ming. Smith removed the dice cup, only to find eight dice inside.

Four, six, five, three, forty points in total.

"There are still four dice left?!"

Qian Dali spoke up, and Su Ran opened her hand, with four dice between her fingers.

Qian Dali frowned as he looked at Su Ran. He really wanted to say that word, but in the end, he didn't.

In that final wave, Dawn Smith was prepared to go down in flames, wanting to clash head-on with his dice cup and the cup in Su Ran's hand.

If that's the case, even if the glass doesn't break, all the dice inside will fall out.

There's a technique in cheating called "scooping the moon from the bottom of the sea".

Su Ran scooped the four dice away between her fingers, and she took them with the hand that had been shaking the dice, so she perfectly met the game rule of grabbing the dice with one hand.

Moreover, judging from Dawn Smith's technique and the sound of the dice being shaken, Dawn Smith had no control over the eight dice at all.

So as long as you roll seven sixes.

Then she's guaranteed to win.

So, will Su Ran be able to roll seven sixes?

All eyes turned to the cup in her hand.

Everyone was surprised when they saw the dice inside the dice cup.

Dawn Smith clapped his hands in admiration as he looked at Su Ran, "Miss Su's skills are superb, I admire you!"

Qian Dali realized at this moment that his knowledge was too limited, and he actually thought that Miss Su was being old-fashioned.

Su Ran curled her lips, looked at the number on the dice, and smiled, "Mr. Smith is not bad either."

Su Ran's gaze then fell on Lin Peiqian, since it was this man who had caused the mistake.

The sudden shaking of the table was the work of the man in front of me; he was just being clever for his own good.

Lin Peiqian was terrified and knelt down in front of Dawn Smith, kowtowing repeatedly. "Boss, I did all this for you. I thought that if I helped you win, you wouldn't make me pay back the money. Boss, I was wrong. I'm sorry."

Dawn Smith frowned and looked at Lin Peiqian with disgust, then kicked him. Even the gentle and refined young master couldn't help but swear.

"Fuck! I need your help! What kind of help is this! Just stay put and behave yourself, that's helping me! You beep—beep—"

Su Ran listened with a smile as the man sent a telegram; so this was how foreigners sent telegrams.

At the banquet, a clear, gentle male voice rang out, "Li Ming, it hasn't been that long since we last met, and the first thing I see is you sending a telegram here. Where did all the knowledge I taught you go?"

Hearing the sound, Su Ran turned around and saw two men standing at the door. Dawn Smith, who was standing next to her, stopped cursing Lin Peiqian and looked in the direction of the sound.

Her voice trembled slightly, "And... Brother Song, you're here?"

The newcomers were Song Shiyan and Xuehuang, the leader of the Yuhuang Mercenary Group, also known as Joel Smith.

Dawn Smith was almost in tears. He wasn't afraid of his father or mother, but he was afraid of his older brother, who was five years older than him, and his friend Song Shiyan.

But Song Shiyan's gaze wasn't on him; instead, it was entirely on Su Ran beside him.

When Su Ran saw men, she felt that the world was a bit narrow, as she could meet them anywhere. However, considering that this was the United States, it was understandable.

After all, this man wields considerable power in the United States, so it's not surprising that we would run into him.