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No matter how much Jack wanted to see this guy cut off his finger, he didn't want to get into an open conflict with him and a group of guards just for that, so he took out a knife and asked:
-- So, what are we cutting off?
— Ah, Kyle. Kyle... — Ryunosuke got up from his seat and gently stroked the Remian on the cheek. — You still don't understand anything. — Then, suddenly grabbing him by the head, the Nihon slammed the Remian's head against the game table — the cards scattered in all directions, and fresh blood appeared in their place. — You owe me so much that one finger, or even ten, wouldn't be enough to pay me back! — While the victim was recovering, Ryunosuke clapped his hands again — two guards, like obedient dogs, jumped up to the guy and immobilized him, one holding him from behind, and the other holding the poor guy's palm firmly against the table next to Jack.