"Throw an egg!" Did Li Yan's brain get into the water, or was his head squeezed by the door?" As soon as the speaker's voice fell, he raised his hand and slammed the keyboard in front of him. There was a clattering sound, and a hand holding a cigarette next to him trembled. Then, next to the monitor on the opposite side, half of his big face was revealed and muttered: "Brother Cheng, why are you so angry? Li Yan, that kid is doing a plane again?" Brother Cheng snorted heavily, waved the mobile phone in his hand and said angrily: "There's a message over there, arrange for us to smash Qianhe with a few other bigwigs of the Demon Hunting Alliance." "This plate is so clean that you can't even see an ant, how can you make a big yin line if you can't fall down?" The man who spoke reached out and scratched his cheek a little dazedly, put the cigarette in his mouth and muttered: "That...... What do you mean?" "What do I mean? I'm not a fool, will I sell it if it falls so much?" After Brother Cheng finished saying this, he tilted his head and glanced at the trend chart that appeared on the monitor screen, and then looked at the time on the side. There were only ten minutes left before the collective action...... "Didn't Li Yan say that he wanted to pull up? If we throw out the goods in our hands, can we still get them back?" or ......" When this person finished reading this sentence, he suddenly thought of something and continued: "If it is taken away by others, we will have no place to cry at that time." Brother Cheng nodded and said, "That's what I mean!" "It's not right to think about it, right?" The man frowned, stood up and glanced out the window. Outside the window, the Ming city wall stands majestically. Not far below, there is a bright signboard with a book: Jia Sanguan soup dumplings...... Grunt...... Brother Cheng tilted his head and glanced at it, and asked in some surprise, "Didn't you eat at noon?" "Hehe...... It's a bit of a delay. After the man responded, his eyes withdrew from the city wall and continued: "If someone picks it up, our chips will be gone." If no one answers, then today's trend of Qianhe will inevitably be a falling limit. If it's just a drop limit, there should be funds to run away, and we can get some more chips back. But what if someone takes away our chips? Do you follow Li Yan to gamble?" Brother Cheng just doesn't want to gamble and doesn't want to take risks. Because Brother Cheng also discovered that there seemed to be a force on the board that was preparing to snipe, and all the chips were thrown out rashly...... If you can't get it right, you really can't get it back, who will you look for the loss? Will Li Yan be responsible for himself and the others? Brother Cheng looked up at his watch, and there were still five minutes left. "There are still five minutes left, and Zhang Cheng hasn't given us any news yet. Wu Zhilin walked up to Li Yan and whispered. Li Yan nodded and said, "Unexpectedly, they should be afraid of losing their chips. If it were me, I wouldn't want to throw away my chips in this position. After saying this, after being silent for a few breaths, Li Yan glanced at the time. Frowning and saying to Wu Zhilin: "Tell Zhang Cheng, if his chips are lost, I will compensate him!" Wu Zhilin heard this, frowned, and immediately shook his head and said: "This opening can't be opened! You have lost Zhang Cheng, what about Li Cheng? What about Wang Cheng? What about Zhao Cheng? What if they all look for you! The Demon Hunting League has never had this precedent!" "Lao Tie, there is nothing wrong with what you said." We can't plug this hole with our own funds. Dao Jianxin tilted his head and leaned over and muttered. Li Yan watched the two of them staring at him, and then looked at the Wang brothers on the other side peeking at his gaze at this time. Suddenly, he said to Yang Muye: "You don't agree either?" "Hehe, what can you do if you take a gamble?" The point is whether you have follow-up countermeasures. If someone eats your chips and you can only stare wide-eyed, don't gamble. But...... Didn't you arrange the follow-up? What are you afraid of......?" After Yang Muye finished speaking, Wu Zhilin's expression was a little strange, she didn't know what follow-up arrangements Li Yan had. "I'm just worried that it's ......a little unreliable," Li Yan's expression was a little broken, and he sighed and muttered. Bi Peilin came over with a curious look and was about to ask about the situation, when Li Yan suddenly said to Wu Zhilin: "Can you arrange a few to smash the plate?" "At most, you can arrange two to smash tens of millions of chips...... Wu Zhilin frowned and responded, Li Yan immediately nodded and said: "Enough! Call Zhang Cheng." Tell him to smash the plate and make up for him at a loss!" Li Yan immediately nodded and ordered Wu Zhilin. The hand of time never seems to change the speed of walking, there is no power to slow down time by a minute or a second, and naturally there is no power to make time faster by a moment and a moment.

"Do it!" Li Yan shouted in a low voice.

Wu Zhilin taps the edited message to send.

Almost in the blink of an eye, most of the selling chips were instantly added to the board of Qianhewei Page. A list is quickly presented in the trading system.

If these selling orders only stay at one price, the stock price will naturally not fall, but these selling orders are like a crowd fleeing for their lives when a giant ship capsizes.

Crowded, trampling, the faces of all beings seem to be so bloody in the capital market transactions.

The stock price of Qianhe Flavor Page fell rapidly, and the stock price trend of Dejuquan appeared on the computer next to Li Yan. At this time, the price of Dejuquan changed slightly, but it increased by a few cents......

"Poof......" Li Dabao was drinking kumquat lemon tea, and a sour sip was about to flow into his throat when the Qianhe flavor page began to plummet rapidly. And Li Dabao thought he was dazzled at first, but after his eyes widened and he glanced at it again, he couldn't withdraw his gaze from it.

"I'll it!" Li Dabao subconsciously sighed and let the lemon tea jump directly into the trachea, and then Li Dabao coughed and tried to open his eyes and look at the trend of Qianhe flavor page.

In one go, the Qianhe flavor page also stopped.

There is a selling pressure plate deposited on the disk, and at this time, the chip tickets that sell orders seem to be wailing at the position of the falling limit.

"How is it?" Li Yan looked at the plate, the corners of his mouth slightly curled and asked Dao Jianxin.

"There was basically no loss of all the chips, no one took them. And now more and more people are choosing to sell their chips. As soon as Dao Jianxin's voice fell, he heard Bi Peilin say loudly not far away: "There are a lot of doubts and curses in the post eight and forum of Qianhe flavor page, and many people can't sit still. ”

Li Yan nodded encouragingly at Bi Peilin, and she smiled at Li Yanying: "The person I invited has already started to make selling remarks, and now ......"

"Now many people are starting to cut meat and sell it!" Yang Muye couldn't help but muttered to Li Yan again.

Indeed, when the fall limit appeared, looking at such a tragic runaway on the market, many retail investors and some unknown small institutions also began to sell quickly. It seems that everyone has a belief: how much can be tossed!

Li Yan looked at the plate of "everything is going well" and couldn't help frowning.

After all, the funds for Li Yan and others have not yet arrived......! No, it doesn't.

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