The alchemist recommended by witch Audrey to Ronan looks to be in his forties or fifties.
He was thin and wearing a set of wrinkled gentleman's casual clothes. His hair was thin and his skin was old. His lower eyelids drooped to his high cheekbones. Half of the glasses he wore were 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 taken the beating of life.
"Old Jack..."
A big man with a scar face smiled evilly, clenched his fist, and said, "You are a regular visitor here. Logically speaking, we should give you some face, but you should not 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 slaughtering 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 scarred man 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.
The one who took the knife was Ronan!
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 Make a Move.
The expression of the scar-faced man who had his weapon taken away changed drastically. He took two steps back and looked at Ronan with a ferocious and dangerous look in his eyes. "Friend, this is not your business!"
He was very afraid of the sudden appearance of Ronan, but he didn't have much fear.
Anyone who can open a casino in Ceres has a strong backend force, and Copper Anchor Casino is certainly no exception.
Several strong men watching the scene spread out and surrounded Ronan Tuan Tuan 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, retracted his hand and lay on the ground without daring to move, feeling even more frightened.
He does not think Ronan is 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 scarred 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 Ceres. I am looking for Old Jack to help me with something. Can you give me a price?"
The scar-faced man looked at Ronan carefully, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. "Okay, then I will 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 the prices in Ceres are high, in Old Port District, this money is enough to buy ten lives.
"Okay."
What was even more surprising was that Ronan didn't even make a 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 were stunned, even Old Jack on the ground.
The latter never expected that someone would be willing to pay such a large sum 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 managed a flattering smile, "Thank you."
He doesn't know Ronan at all, so this is not a problem at all. Now Ronan is his benefactor and sponsor!
"Wait."
Old Jack was about to leave when 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!
The people 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 looked like a foreigner at first glance. He also said that he had just arrived at Old Port District. His speech and behavior did not seem like he had a background, and he also had so many cash checks with him.
What a 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 no longer interesting."
As the focus of the audience, Ronan said calmly, "I've given you my dignity and face. If you don't continue properly, 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 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 male witch.
That is an extraordinary spell caster that is even rarer than a witch!
The next moment, there was an uproar all around, and the gamblers watching the excitement involuntarily backed away.
There was a look of horror on everyone's face.
Immediately afterwards, the entire casino was affected and fell into brief chaos!