Count of Wizards

It was a balding middle-aged man in a formal suit. He took over the position of the very ugly old rich woman who was won by Connor.

Although the middle-aged man's movements are very subtle, Connor can still feel that this guy's attention is always on him. At first, Connor was a little surprised by this guy's peeping, but after playing a game together After he felt the middle-aged man's superb playing skills, and his spiritual power observed... After the middle-aged man was putting down the unique logo of the Matais Casino on his shirt, Connor was a little dumb I laughed out loud, the good guy has only won a few hundred gold pounds, and someone in the casino is following him, really...

After shaking his head with a smile, Connor intentionally lost more than a hundred gold pounds, and then pretended to be a little disappointed and left the private room. As he guessed, he came to open the private room Not long after, the bald middle-aged man also left the private room.

"Hi!" Staying in the corridor, Connor greeted a middle-aged man who walked out, and at the same time threw a chip of about one hundred gold pounds at him.

Seeing Connor calling him to stop, the bald middle-aged man was obviously surprised, but his hands subconsciously caught the chip Connor threw him.

"Sir, this is your bargaining chip, please hold it!" The middle-aged man Cheng Fu is good, although he was a little surprised, he quickly stabilized his mind, and handed the chip that Connor threw to him to Connor.

However, Connor didn't look at these chips, but looked at the middle-aged man with a half-smile and said, "Someone introduced me here to find Mr. Gundozi, I think you can help me bring this sentence to me! "

When Connor said the name "Gondozi", Connor could clearly see the pupils of the middle-aged man in front of him constrict, obviously he knew what the name Gondozi represented.

"Sir, I don't know what you're going to say, please hold your chips!" The middle-aged bald man said politely, but his tone was very cold.

Connor didn't mind the coldness in the middle-aged man's words, and he still said lightly: "I was introduced by Saul, and I want to do a big deal with you. Now that we've come to this point, don't Tell me that you don't know what I'm talking about, tell Guendouzi what I said, these chips are yours!"

I don't know if it was Connor's words that played a role, or these chips worth hundreds of gold pounds played a role. Holding the chips, the middle-aged bald man was silent for a while and said to Connor in a low voice: "I can take the words, But whether he will see you or not, I can't guarantee it!"

"Very good, you made a wise decision!" A smile appeared on the corner of Connor's mouth, and he gently patted the shoulder of the middle-aged man in front of him.

The balding middle-aged man took the chips and left quickly. About ten minutes later, he returned to Connor, and he whispered to Connor again: "You are very lucky, Lord Gondozi is willing to see you, come with me Bar!"

After speaking, the balding middle-aged man took Connor to a relatively secluded private room in the casino, but there was no one else in this private room, only a skinny old man smoking a cigar was sitting quietly in the private room on the sofa.

The bald middle-aged man who brought Connor into the box respectfully bowed deeply to the feeling old man, and then exited the room, leaving only Connor and the skinny old man alone in the box. middle.

"Are you looking for me?" Taking a deep puff of the cigar, the skinny old man exhaled a cloud of smoke, squinted his eyes and said to Connor, his voice was a bit vague, as if there was a mouthful of sticky phlegm in his throat.

"I have a Persis silver dollar worth more than 10,000 imperial gold pounds and I want to exchange it for imperial gold!" Connor glanced at the old smoker's waist. The wizard's keen inspiration made him feel that in that position, there was an anti-spiritual power to spy on the unique energy fluctuations of the demonized items.

"Since you've found this place, you should know that I don't deal with strangers!" The skinny old man's eyes lit up, and he took another sip of his cigar before slowly speaking to Connor:

"That's why I asked Saul to introduce me. Besides, don't any regular customers become strangers?" Connor said with a smile:

After listening to Connor finished speaking, the skinny old man didn't express anything, he just smoked his cigar calmly, until he completely sucked the cigar in his hand, he said in a low voice: "What did you say? It makes sense, I'll take your business, I don't want to know where your silver dollars came from, but I'll take 40% of the money!"

"No problem, I can hand over the silver dollars to you tomorrow, but I want to get the gold pounds on the spot!" Connor said in a deep voice:

"Young people, you need to understand that XQ takes time`..." the skinny old man said faintly:

Connor didn't speak, his face was very firm. For this request, he was bound to get it. The Persis silver dollar worth 10,000 gold pounds, he could only exchange it for 6,000 imperial gold notes, but cash transactions were necessary, and he didn't have time. Go wait for this Matais casino to wash slowly...

"Well, I can make an exception for you. Take your silver dollars and go to the basement of the Kaipa Building in the North District at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. There will be no one waiting for you!" Feeling Connor's firm will, the skinny old man fell silent After a while he preached:

"Thank you!" After speaking, Connor turned around and opened the door, leaving the box.

About a minute after Connor left, a very hidden secret door in the private room was pushed open, and a refined figure that Connor never expected entered into the private room.

"Is this person a wizard?" The skinny old man didn't seem to be surprised by this person's arrival. He found another cigar and put it in his mouth, and said calmly:

"I can't see it!" The middle-aged man who walked in through the secret door said lightly. Although there are some gray temples, people can feel that he is very old, but his handsome face is very well maintained. Well, there are very few wrinkles on the forehead or around the eyes.

If Connor was still in the private room at this time, he would be very shocked to see this person appearing. This middle-aged man is the original owner of the alchemy furnace in Connor's hand, the rich businessman Emery.

"Ten thousand gold pounds is quite a lot, do you want to touch him?" The thin old man's eyes flickered with a frightening coldness, and he said darkly:

After pondering for a while, Emery shook his head and said, "The Church of the Storm is in a big raid, so it's not a good time to be troublesome, earning four thousand pounds is not bad, and I think this person is not simple, it may not be a good idea to move him!"