I didn’t cheat, I’m relying on my own luck!
Get lost, don’t bother me when I’m winning!
In the depths of his eyes, a gambler’s unique greed and scarlet gaze flickered.
He continued to place his chips.
The dealer wore an ugly expression, but as a service staff member, he maintained a professional smile, left the glass of red wine, and quickly departed afterward.
Zhou Fengtai’s performance had indeed caught too many people’s attention. He was winning so much that many eyes were focused on him.
With all the shouting and yelling, he attracted the gaze of many gamblers momentarily.
If this frenzied gambler continued his antics, the casino’s reputation would further suffer.
The dealer could only first leave and report to his boss.
The casino’s behind-the-scenes owner was watching Zhou Fengtai’s every move from the back.
A subordinate, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, reported, "Boss, this guy’s luck is just too good. No matter what he does, he keeps winning. The surveillance footage’s been checked, several people watching him simultaneously. There’s absolutely no way he’s cheating... he doesn’t even look like someone with the skill to cheat."
"I’ve assigned the guys to investigate everything about his past. This guy has no advanced gambling skills, he’s just a simple-minded gambler.
Back in those low-end gambling dens, he almost lost everything every day. Many seasoned gamblers could easily see he was being caught in setups, yet he’d still step into them.
I don’t know why, but since two days ago, his luck has been exceptionally good..."
To run such a large casino in the Upper City District, the casino boss was certainly no ordinary person and immediately detected something from his subordinate’s words. His eyes flashed as he said, "A good-for-nothing... how could he suddenly have such good luck?"
"Hmph! If he wants to win, let him win!"
Zhou Fengtai eventually won a full 5 million, leaving the casino in high spirits.
He didn’t notice that many people were following behind him.
Zhou Fengtai returned to the alley where the demon of luck reappeared.
"I won!" Zhou Fengtai showed a card he never imagined he’d own, the Silver Merchants Association’s Storage Card.
Tahm grinned and handed Zhou Fengtai three more Gold Coins as promised.
"Do you still want to gamble?" Tahm’s throat-issued slime-covered voice was met without hesitation by Zhou Fengtai, "Of course, I’m the God of Gambling reincarnated! Gambling was born for me!"
"If I can’t think of anything else to bet with you right now, after all, I’m already so rich!"
Tahm chuckled, "I bet you won’t take long before you come looking for me again."
"Maybe, but now I’m going to enjoy life, because I’m rich now!"
Zhou Fengtai felt his life was perfect, having become a wealthy man, fulfilling what was lacking as a man.
At this moment, the sense of freedom and achievement in his heart reached its peak, making him euphoric.
As he stepped out from the alley, the sunlight fell upon his face, making him seem like a free man.
Grinning, he was ready to indulge, to spend lavishly to satisfy his bodily needs. Passing by an alley, he suddenly saw an open house with a red ribbon hanging from the window.
Zhou Fengtai, for some reason, paused, suddenly recalling the two people at home.
Perhaps after satisfying the thrill of gambling, the meager humanity left in him burst out, his steps unknowingly led him to the household registry.
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Moreover, he extravagantly paid thirty full years of residence tax for them.
In the Ninth Special Zone’s safe area, each civilian had to submit a certain amount of residence tax every month.
This tax was a heavy burden weighing on everyone’s hearts.
Yet, without this tax, it was simply impossible. It was not only a major source of revenue for the Ninth Special Administrative Region Government but also a population control measure.
If not for this tax, large numbers of migrant populations would flood into the Ninth Special Zone, and before long, it would be overcrowded.
Only after doing all this did Zhou Fengtai suddenly come to his senses, subconsciously scratching the back of his head, saying, "Why did I do all this for those two bitches? Never mind, being generous once, repaying with a spring for a drop of kindness. After all, I spent so much money on that bitch, I’ll just consider this as repayment. It’s nothing to me!
Hmph, whatever happens next? It’s none of my concern."
In the Ninth Special Zone, there were children who specialized in running errands, delivering things. Zhou Fengtai had absolutely no desire to return to that home. He was now set to enjoy his own life.
He hired a child to deliver the updated household registration and tax payment proof back to that home.
These documents themselves were only proof, not worth any money, so he wasn’t worried they might be pocketed by the kids.
Having done all this, Zhou Fengtai hummed a cheerful tune in his mouth, continuing on his way back to the casino. However, while passing through an alley, a sack suddenly enveloped him, followed by a flurry of punches and kicks.
"What the hell are you doing?! Fuck! Ah, ah, ah!!!"
"Stop, stop, I beg you, stop hitting!"
Wails echoed through the alley, the beating continued for several minutes, leaving Zhou Fengtai feeling like his whole body was falling apart. The card storing all his wealth from the Silver Merchants Association was taken away.