Ten million

"Very well, if you insist." Remo admitted. Using the support of his cane, he got to his feet in the fluid manner, towering easily over the bum statuesque of the bastard. After he'd taken a thoroughly scrutinizing look at him, he rolled his eyes away and began to head out of the Casino. However, just as he was about to take his next step, Nolan halted him with a vice-like clutch on his wrist, preventing him from making any further move.

The moment the guards noticed his hand, one of them lurched forward, about to counter his daring act with a fist in his side, but Remo halted him indefinitely, holding up his palm as he beheld Nolan with a cunning expression.

"Where do you think you're going?" Nolan demanded firmly.