The alchemist recommended to Ronan by the witch Audrey looked to be forty or fifty years old.
He was thin and thin, wearing a set of wrinkled gentleman's casual clothes, with sparse hair and old skin, his lower eyelids drooped to his high cheekbones, and half of the glasses he wore was broken, making him look pitiful.
Old Jack, who was supposed to be standing on the podium teaching and educating people, was huddled in the corner next to the gambling table, with the corners of his mouth swollen and still stained with traces of blood.
There was no doubt that he had just endured the beating of life.
"Old Jack..."
A scarred man with a sinister smile clenched his fist and said, "You are a regular visitor here. Logically speaking, we should give you some face, but you shouldn't break our copper anchor rules."
He raised two thick fingers: "Now I give you two choices, either you chop off a hand yourself, or we chop it off for you, you choose."
Old Jack didn't want to choose any of them, and defended tremblingly: "It's unfair, I really didn't make a fortune, no!"
"wrong answer."
The scar-faced man shook his head: "Then let us help you. Don't worry, my knife is very fast and it won't hurt much."
As he spoke, he pulled out a short-handled scimitar.
The sharp sword light instantly illuminated Old Jack's pale face. He instinctively wanted to escape, but was caught by the person next to him and pinned down on the gaming table.
"Ah~"
Old Jack screamed like a pig: "I was wrong, I am willing to compensate, don't chop off my hand!"
The scarred man seemed unaware and raised the scimitar in his hand high.
He didn't care at all that such an on-the-spot execution would affect other gamblers around him, because cheating was a taboo in the casino, and without blood as a deterrent, the casino would have no prestige at all.
So Old Jack’s hand must be broken off!
The big man with a scarred face suddenly swung down his machete.
But the next moment, the sharp scimitar stopped just three fingers high from Old Jack's wrist.
Because someone held the knife at the critical moment.
The scar-faced man was startled, and immediately turned his head and shouted angrily: "Let go!"
Before he finished speaking, the scimitar in his hand had already changed its owner.
It was Ronan who took the sword!
Although Ronan also felt that cheating should be severely punished, Old Jack was related to the alchemy he wanted to learn, so he could only stop him.
The scarred man's expression changed drastically after his weapon was taken away. He took two steps back and looked at Ronan with a ferocious and dangerous look: "Friend, this is not your business!"
He was very afraid of Ronan's sudden appearance, but he didn't have much fear.
Anyone who can open a casino in Thalys has a strong backend force, and the Copper Anchor Casino is certainly no exception.
Several strong men watching the scene spread out and surrounded Ronan in the blink of an eye, all of them staring at him eagerly.
The tense atmosphere was suffocating.
Old Jack, who was not being held hostage, withdrew his hand and lay on the ground without daring to move, feeling even more frightened.
He doesn't consider Ronan his savior.
"I know."
Ronan smiled and said: "I am willing to pay a sum of money to buy his hand..."
He pointed at Old Jack who was curled up on the ground: "What do you think? Make an offer."
The scarred man frowned.
The casino thug was already ready for a fight, but he didn't expect Ronan to actually discuss business with him.
The scar-faced man touched his chin and suddenly asked: "What is your relationship with Old Jack?"
"It doesn't matter."
Ronan replied calmly: "I just came to Selis. I have something to ask old Jack for help. Can you give me a price?"
The scar-faced man looked at Ronan carefully and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Okay, then I'll give you some face."
"You can give me a thousand gold pounds."
One thousand gold pounds!
There were gasps all around - how dare you speak!
Although prices in Selis are high, in the old port area, this money is enough to buy ten lives.
"OK."
What was even more surprising was that Ronan didn't even counter-offer. He took out a stack of cash checks from his pocket, took out one and handed it to the burly man.
The scarred man took it over doubtfully.
He has so much experience that he knew it was genuine as soon as he started using it. There was nothing wrong with the watermark and the amount on it.
This confused the casino thug.
In fact, the thugs and gamblers around him were stunned, even Old Jack on the ground.
The latter never expected that someone would be willing to pay such a large amount of money to save him!
"Can you get up?"
Ronan waved to old Jack: "Let's go."
Old Jack quickly got up from the ground, and even squeezed out a flattering smile: "Thank you."
He doesn't know Ronan at all, so that's not a problem at all. Now Ronan is his benefactor and financial sponsor!
"etc."
When Old Jack was about to leave, the scar-faced man who had just collected the money suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him.
The casino thug grinned at Ronan, showing a mouth full of burnt and uneven teeth: "I bought his hand for one thousand gold pounds. You can take it away now, but you have to keep the other parts."
Damn it!
Everyone around him cursed secretly.
No one present was a fool. Everyone could see that the scarred man was greedy and wanted to kill Ronan again.
This is actually quite normal.
Ronan saw that he was a foreigner. He also said that he had just arrived in the old port area. He didn't speak and act like he had a background, and he had so many cash checks with him.
What a big fat sheep!
If you don't kill such a guy, you will regret it when you sleep at night and dream about it.
The scar-faced man winked at several of his companions, indicating that they would share in the meeting.
The other casino thugs' eyes shone, and some even licked their lips and showed clear smiles.
"This is boring."
As the focus of the audience, Ronan said calmly: "I've given you my dignity and face. If you don't continue well, you will become my enemy."
"My enemies are only those who kneel and lie down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible force suddenly enveloped the scarred man and his group.
These tough and brutal casino thugs were caught off guard and unable to resist at all. They all knelt on the cold floor.
Their knees hit the ground hard, making a heart-stopping muffled sound.
There are also broken sounds mixed in!
The severe pain caused the thugs' faces to instantly distort. They wanted to scream loudly, but found that they couldn't speak at all when they opened their mouths.
wizard!
The scar-faced man and others realized that they might have bumped into the legendary wizard.
That is an extraordinary spellcaster that is even rarer than a witch!
The next moment, there was an uproar all around, and the gamblers who were watching the excitement involuntarily backed away.
There was a look of fear on everyone's face.
Immediately afterwards, the entire casino was affected and fell into brief chaos!