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I'm Not the Last

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The scenery before Bettel's eyes distorted. Nothing of the outside world could be heard, his ears were full of buzzing sounds; and his body swayed twice, about to fall, but he was held up by his own personal guards.

The smiles of the five people in front of him were like demons'.

"You… despicable and shameless bandits." At the thought of his family's accumulated assets over several generations being destroyed by these five people, Bettel felt himself vomiting blood on the inside.

What was even worse, the other side was still eating his family's muskmelon and mocking him.

He felt the thrum of a stream of blood rushing toward his head, and his head was about to explode from it.

The personal guard patted him hard on the back and hurriedly said, "Mayor, don't get too worked up, don't get too worked up, catch your breath, catch your breath."