"Thank you!" Standing outside the town, Russell thanked Roberto.

Roberto waved his hand, looked at Russell's thin clothes, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and buy a piece of clothes."

Russell smiled, bent down and touched the head of the sled dog named Thor, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Ahhh!" Thor shouted at Russell, licked Russell's palm, and shook his tail.

"Goodbye, then." Russell waved his hand with a smile, nodded to Roberto, and walked into the town.

Although the weather was not good yesterday and it was still full of dark clouds, as time passed, like a small town built in ice and snow, it gradually became lively as people appeared one by one.

People have long been used to the cold here, so life is still the same.

The town is not big, but Russell looked very carefully and took some time to make a walk around and had a casual lunch at a restaurant.

Although this body was made by him, it is somewhat different from the body of a real human, such as the special metal used in the body as bones.

However, the body made with Bloom's technology has the same functions as humans, such as converting food into the energy of this body's action.

Therefore, food and other things are one of the sources of energy to maintain action for this body.

After lunch, Russell walked into one of the two most lively places in the town.

A small casino that doesn't even have a name.

Although the place is small, it is very lively.

Men in clothes squeezed into this small casino, making loud screams of happiness or annoyance, causing Russell to buzz in his ears as soon as he entered.

There were many people and small places, and some mixed smells were inevitable. The faint sour smell kept floating on Russell's nose, making him frown and he unconsciously reached out and pressed his nose.

After gently pressing his hat, Russell walked into the small casino.

After taking a look, Russell walked towards a gambling table playing poker. There was a bad guy who had lost money and left the seat with a sigh.

With a slash, Russell sat steadily on the stool as the others walked towards the stool.

This gambling table plays blackjack, a simple game.

There is no need to change any chips in a small casino. They are all gambling with cash. Men who act as dealers at the gambling table draw money in proportion to each winner, which is somewhat different from the rules in general casinos.

"Play?" The dealer looked at Russell, put the cards in his hand and said, "Where is the money?"

Russell smiled slightly, took out a stack of green bills from his pocket and placed them in front of him, and said, "Dollars are OK."

The dealer glanced at the thickness of the stack of money, nodded, and said, "Yes!"

At the beginning of the game, Russell thought and his clothes unfolded, and a feeling that made Russell feel strange appeared.

That is the ability to control poker, a feeling of winning.

His fingers bounced slightly, making a sound on the table, pressing the two cards sent by the dealer and gently pressing them on the table. Suddenly, the conspicuous tattoo on his fingers made the people watching around him stunned, and gave a gambler's evaluation in his heart.

In addition to the thumb, there is a pattern of playing cards under the joint on the back of each finger.

At this moment, the finger with a tattoo was gently pressing the card in his hand.

Then, Russell knocked on the table and signaled the dealer to get another card.

The dealer looked at Russell expressionlessly, and flew a locked secret card to Russell on the table, and Russell gently pressed under his finger.

Without looking at the cards, Russell clearly knew what his cards were, and even what cards others were holding.

The cards told him...

Although it sounds fake, it is true.

If the integration of man and sword represents a state of kendo, Russell has long surpassed this state of cards when equipped with a breeding equipment and card master.

Every card seemed to have life in his hands, and he was the only king of these cards.

With a confident smile, Russell tapped the table with his finger and said, "One more."

Hearing Russell's words, he was at the same gambling table as Russell and the spectators behind Russell were stunned for a moment, and then his expressions were different.

The gamblers at the same gambling table looked at the show, and the people standing behind the gambling table sighed a little regretfully and laughed out loud with some ridicule.

It’s not their fault. After all, Russell’s two bright cards have already been eighteen o’clock in total, and most people will not ask for them again at 18 o’clock.

However, Russell has four cards now, and the chance of breaking out of more than 21 points is high.

The cards were sent out from the dealer, and they appeared in front of Russell on the table. They held their fingers with tattoos, but still didn't look at them. Instead, they put them together with the previous cards, ignored the thoughts of the melon-eating crowd, and continued to speak again with a calm expression: "Come again."

Hearing this, laughter and sighing louder, and the dealer also looked at Russell in surprise, but he still flew out a card with quick hands and feet.

At this time, the chance of breaking out of the fifth card is even greater. Unless Russell presses all three secret cards, all A, they can defeat other gamblers on the gambling table without breaking out.

However, the probability of this is very small. There is also an important point. Russell did not look at cards at all. In the eyes of others, this behavior is a purely losing rhythm.

The other person opened the card, and the largest one was twenty points, and the person was already urged to take the money in front of him.

"Dongdong!"

Russell knocked on the table, chuckled with a chuckle at the corner of his mouth, and said, "I haven't opened the card yet?"

"Ha! You!" The man looked at Russell sarcastically and said, "Your explosion!"

"No!" Russell pressed his hat, chuckled with a signature sarcasm on his face, and said, "Today is my lucky day."

After the words came to an end, he calmly turned over the cards.

Blackjack.

No more or less!

"Sorry, I won!"

With everyone's eyes wide open, Russell smiled and put all the money in front of him.

Especially after hearing the system prompts and getting the achievement point, the smile in my eyes became stronger.

The money was settled and the bet continued, but no one looked down on this man with a hat anymore.

Next, this man with a hat also shocked everyone's attention with his record of not losing.

It was not until no one dared to sit on a table with him that Russell was unsatisfied with someone to find a bag, stuffed the money into it casually, and walked out of the casino with carelessness.

Although he didn't take this little money seriously, Russell felt very happy, especially when he had achieved something.
Chapter completed!