This is no longer a run, this is the hysterical release of fear by the whole group, and the smell of despair is everywhere in the sky of the whole Gangnam.

The white-pastel characters on the blackboard changed almost every minute, and in the end, the guy in the gambling stall couldn't get down, so he had to hang on the beam, and under him was the blackboard with the exchange ratio, holding the chalk in his hand and waiting for the roar of the boss below.

"Change, change immediately...... One to two hundred...... Hurry up and change it!"

"Hear, a silver coin for two hundred bills! This will be ......changed," the thin young man, like a monkey, wiped off the original number 168 with the placket of his coat, and immediately wrote a 200, and under him was crowded with people, and the door of the shop was crushed.

"Oh my God, how did it become so fast, it was 168 just now, why did it become 200 all of a sudden, and this still doesn't let people live?"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze...... What? Do you have an opinion? If you have an opinion, let me go, I don't want your banknotes......"

In the midst of the scolding, the roar, the crowd rushed forward hysterically, and the thick pile of banknotes in his hand were stuffed under the nose of the guy behind the counter, and one begged the guy to hurry up and exchange some real money.

It hadn't been five minutes before the tired and oily gambling stall boss in the back yelled, "Change! 1 to 28! Change it immediately!"

There was a bang, and the crowd exploded even more: "Profiteers! How can you change it like this? You are drinking human blood!"

The gambling boss glared at him, "What are you talking about? Drink human blood? Why the hell do you find a place where you don't drink your blood?" Money bank, bank, ticket number...... Damn, I'm a casino here, and I'm making money! If you like to redeem it, if you don't exchange it, you will get out!"

"Change it for me, change it to three hundred immediately!" Now people panicked even more, the blackboard that changed in a few minutes became their talisman, and it was terrifying to watch the money ticket in their hand turn into waste paper.

This is like the difference between Ling Chi and beheading, beheading is a knife to death, and Ling Chi's pain is unimaginable, everyone can't stand such torture.

The hardwood-clad iron-clad counter creaked and screamed in the crowd, as if it was about to collapse in the next second, and the helpless guys were jammed with their hands in front of them, and the sweaty banknotes in their hands were pungent in their hands.

At this time, I don't care what comes first and then comes, whoever has the money under the nose will handle it first, and those citizens who exchanged a thick wad of banknotes for one or two silver dollars are struggling to rush back like pinching a life-saving straw, and sometimes they don't know where they are squeezed out of the crowd, and there are even thieves haunting the crowd.

Crying, making trouble, breaking down and laughing, groups of madmen performed scenes of human tragicomedy.

"Change the blackboard! 1 to 356...... One to four hundred and twenty...... One to six hundred and sixty-five...... Grandma's, why are so many people pouring in? Lao Tzu, I have prepared 100,000 silver dollars, is this almost not enough?"

"Then change it! Change it to 1 to 800!"

The change was the same as the talisman of Lord Yama, and there were people in the crowd who had heart problems and couldn't stand such a blow, and they fainted in the crowd as soon as their eyes were black.

But he didn't want to lie on the ground at all, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was squeezed by the crowd and unconsciously bumped around.

Such a scene was staged in dozens of gambling stalls throughout Shanghai, the price of paper money plummeted to freezing point, and the mood of the people suddenly collapsed.

Looking at the comparative prices that change every minute, don't complain, don't change if you have the ability! Now the money banks and ticket numbers in the whole city, and even the big traders dare not watch the door to do business, as long as you open the door, ghost-like people will come to you to exchange silver dollars, and if you don't change it, you will smash your shop.

The Huangpu River was full of countless madmen, desperate people cried, laughed, howled and jumped into the river, at first there were kind fishermen to come to the rescue, but then the suicide has become dumplings, crackling all over the river is full of corpses.

In this desperate day, there were countless gangsters, ruffians, Bao inquirers and others who were constantly spreading the atmosphere of terror, and they spread rumors throughout the city, pushing the atmosphere of fear to the extreme.

All internal and external troubles poured in, and in the end, even the yamen officers and soldiers who maintained social order joined in the run, and they collected the last few banknotes in their homes and squeezed into the crowd, trying to gamble on their last hope.

Just as the sky was falling, there were suddenly countless newsboys shouting on the street: "Citibank, Standard Chartered Bank, Banque de France...... It's open!"

"The foreigner's bank has exchanged paper money for the big guys! The price is 75 to 70! Go quickly, go quickly!"

At that moment, the frightened citizens of Shanghai seemed to see the holy light from heaven spreading on their bodies, and a spontaneous sense of happiness filled their hearts.

The price comparison of the gambling stalls is 1 to 800, and at this time, the foreigner is 1 to 75, and the foreigner is the savior!

"Let's go, it's too late to redeem it......" The screaming crowd ran towards the concession with a bang, and at this time the gate of the concession was fully opened, and the British and French soldiers removed the sandbags and railings, regardless of how many Qing people poured in.

The leading brother of dozens of gambling stalls suddenly became anxious, "Damn, dare to grab meat from us!" Bastard, change it for me...... Change to 1 to 700...... Let our bags inquire and all the thugs go to the street and shout to me!"

Now the street is lively, and the voices of the little newsboys have not yet landed, and countless ruffians and hooligans are pulling their necks and shouting, "The stall is open for one to seven hundred! Big guy, go back and exchange it...... It's seven to seven!"

The crowd on the street rushed back again, and I saw a few old ladies with small feet, running like a gust of wind, and actually outpacing several young men.

Heng Liwen was the commander-in-chief of the rush, and he had just seen the crowd pouring into the bank lobby, and he had just laughed twice when he heard the howl on the street.

"Damn Chinese, how dare you grab chips from me? These meats are mine, and all the banknotes on the beach are mine! Pass my order and change it to a price comparison of six hundred and eight!"

After a while, the newsboys on the street began to shout again: "One to six hundred and eight! The foreigner bank has changed the price again! Go and exchange it!"

There was an uproar, and the people began to rush into the foreigner's bank again, and at this time, the gambling stall leader gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "Change, change it to six hundred and five for me...... A silver dollar for a bill of six hundred and five!"

"I swear with the dignity of the British Empire that I will defeat you ruffians...... Pass my order to change the punishment to one to six hundred and two......"

"The gentlemen of the rivers and lakes all stand up for me, don't pee your pants in front of foreign devils, change it to six hundred for me...... Isn't it vindictive? Lao Tzu will fight you to the end!"