It was not just their mouths. Many people’s hands, feet, eyes, and noses were damaged during the fight.
The worst one was Nestor Bizinger.
As the leader, he was the one who caught the attention of the people the most, but he was also beaten up the worst. Practically all his bones were crushed, and not a single inch of his skin remained untouched. His spine was completely ruined, and he was destined to be a cripple for the rest of his life. Of course, he was already considered lucky if he could live through this.
There were more than one thousand people here, and if he did not die even when the people were stepping all over him, he could already start counting his lucky stars.
This was the power of money.
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