832 Seeing is not necessarily believing
Huang Sheng, I think this 100 million Hong Kong dollars should be your fund account in Tianze Securities, right? β
"If you look closely, it should be 103.6 million, 8,672 Hong Kong dollars."
"Huang Sheng, is it right?"
"Apocalypse" stood next to the statue of the golden bauhinia, with a calm demeanor, not at all worried that the police would arrest people.
Seeing that Li Sir and Uncle Tong were still sitting calmly, he opened the envelope that he had just "borrowed" from the audience and took out a one-meter-wide check board from inside.
This kind of cheque board is generally used as a prop for receiving prizes and drawing lotteries.
It doesn't represent real money, it's just an amount for everyone to see.
I saw that the top of the check board was written "Tianze Securities", and in the middle was a string of nine-digit numbers. It is Huang Shitong's money market fund account in Tianze Securities, and the account is Uncle Tong's pension of more than 100 million.
Even the pension of the old man is moving, He Shangsheng eats!
Li Shaoze sat in the audience, gritting his teeth secretly, ready to beat people.
Huang Shitong nodded unsmilingly in front of the reporters' cameras, indicating that it was indeed his fund account.
This attracts the curiosity of the audience even more.
The magician shrugged his shoulders, walked to the side of the light with a checkboard, and said, "No, seeing is not necessarily believing, and sometimes what you see is not necessarily true." β
"For example, digital ......"
"Apocalypse" stands under the light with a checkboard, holding the cardboard aloft and pointing the numbers towards the audience. The audience didn't need to stand on tiptoe to see clearly, and the numbers on the cheque board suddenly changed, reducing by 100,000 Hong Kong dollars.
It looks like a lot, but it's actually just a six-digit number, and with a slight turn, it changes from the original six to five.
Where did the 100,000 Hong Kong dollars go?
When the audience was puzzled, "Apocalypse" put down the cardboard, took the initiative to reach out, and pointed to a lady in the audience area: "Miss Chen, your surname is Chen, right?" β
"Please cover the back of your mobile phone on the inside page of the invitation, and I also ask all the audience who have the invitation to put the back of your mobile phone on the inside page of the invitation."
A Miss Chen, who stood up in the audience area, wearing a long red dress, nodded and acknowledged her name.
The other audience members who received the invitation were like her, and after receiving the magician's instructions, they were full of great expectations and did as the magician said. Attach the back of the phone to the inside of the invitation letter, use the temperature generated by the phone, and change the number generated on the inside page.
It didn't take long for "Apocalypse" to clapp his hands and say to Miss Chen, "Miss Chen, you can take your phone away and look at the numbers on your phone again." β
"Apocalypse" did not let the other audience open it together, and the other audience could only hold back their thoughts and look at Miss Chen in front of them.
"100,000, I have an extra 100,000 in my bank account!"
Miss Chen ignored the stiletto heels under her ankles, held the inside page of the invitation, and jumped twice in place excitedly.
The magician in the middle of the square smiled slightly, held up the cheque board and said aloud, "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you. β
"Every audience member who received an invitation today is not random."
"They all have one characteristic, that is, the victims of the stock market crash in '73 and the financial turmoil in '95."
"Each of you has a loved one in your family who jumped off a building, took medicine, and borrowed money from loan sharks to die."
The numbers on the cheque board are rapidly decreasing one by one under the light......
Lakh... Million... Million......
The magician's voice also evoked tragic memories in the hearts of the audience.
They covered their mouths, their eyes were full of tears, and they looked at the middle of the field in a daze, and suddenly felt that the body had become tall and majestic.
In the end, the number on the board has been reset to zero, and the magician named "Apocalypse" finally threw out the check board in his hand and shouted to the audience: "Whether it is the stock market crash of '73 or the financial crisis of '95!" It is always the citizens who are hurt, not the capitalists who live in mansions! β
"They even made a fortune in two financial disasters, and they made a lot of money, and their wealth became more and more!"
"Their name is the Landlords' Association! They owe you this money! β
"Please everyone who gets the invitation, take your mobile phone away now......"
The audience followed the sound, and after moving away from their mobile phones, they saw that the account balance figures on the inner page were all 100,000 more.
"Ding, ding, ding."
"Ding, ding, ding."
A text message prompt sounded in the crowd, and 500 spectators picked up their mobile phones, all receiving SMS reminders of bank transfers at the same time.
Huang Shitong held his cane, his face was full of anger, and he stood up excitedly.
Chen Zhan, Sima Xiang and other members of the landlords' association also stood together, looking at the center of the square with unkind eyes.
A stock market crash and a financial turmoil have indeed affected many citizens on Hong Kong Island.
It is an objective fact that some citizens who are heavily indebted and under tremendous mental pressure have jumped off buildings.
However, they are entangled in the power to wage war with foreign capital and Wall Street, and since they have won, they are qualified to make corresponding money.
How much ability to do how much work, people in high positions, the pressure on their shoulders is like carrying a mountain! Just ask, if they don't go up, who can still bear it at that time?
How can a magician become a heinous person?
If the landlords' association didn't bear it, the two crises would not be passed by a few citizens jumping off the building! At that time, the entire financial environment and market on Hong Kong Island will become a paradise for foreign capital invasion.
That's the hard labor of generations! All the children and grandchildren work for the gringos! Is it better than now?
Uncle Tong and other landlord bosses are now mad in their hearts.
I can't wait to swallow the magic teachers and students on the stage alive and tear them directly into rotten flesh with my hands.
I have to say that "He Shangsheng", who is dressed as "Apocalypse", is smart and smart, but his vision is too low to see through the posture of high-rise buildings, and he wants to treat Li Sir as a black-hearted businessman!
"This is the time!" Li Shaoze was completely at the moment when the "Apocalypse" threw out the cheque board, he had already risen up, walked around the chair, and quickly shouted: "Action!" β
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Whether it is the Central District police officer who was present, or the crime department buddy who is eyeing the tiger. With Li Sir's order, they got up from the chairs one after another and rushed to the middle fiercely.
"Click, click."
The spotlights blazed, and the area inside the venue became panicked.
The off-site area was maintained by the uniformed team, and the chaos did not escalate......
The magician standing in the middle looked like he was in a hurry, throwing away his top hat and shouting at the policeman, "Sir! Don't catch me! β
Unexpectedly, this sentence turned out to be the key to unlocking psychological suggestion!
When "Apocalypse" shouted this sentence, he threw away his politeness, turned around and plunged into the crowd, quickly starting to run away.
The seven police officers of the Central District, who had previously come to power, suddenly stared at Zhao Jianguo and shouted: "Arrest the target!" β
"Bang! Boom! Boom! β
Zhao Sir was rushing forward with his guys, but he didn't expect to be caught off guard and thrown to the ground by his colleagues behind him.
The eighth police officer in the Central District, who was psychologically suggested, rushed to Li Sir arrogantly and wanted to arrest Li Shaoze......
"Huh?"
Li Shaoze glared fiercely, and the police officer was full of excitement, and immediately sobered up under the huge pressure.
"Lee, Lee, Lee sir......"
Finally, the Central Constable stood in front of him and raised his hand in salute.
Li Shaoze ignored him, and with a sweep of his eyes, he found that in the chaotic scene, the figure of the magician had disappeared.
Ran away?
Then, he skipped his gaze over the crowd and turned to the side of the waterfront corridor.
I saw a figure in a shirt and jeans, shuttling through the traffic, climbing over the guardrail and rushing in the direction of the waterfront corridor.
"This street won't stop the speedboat there, will it?"
Not to mention, the police deployed a large number of police forces and vehicles on the roadside, but did not mobilize marine police and helicopters. If He Shangsheng's street boy prepares a speedboat to escape, it will be extremely difficult to search for him next.
"Get out of the way!"
"I'm going to chase people!"
Li Shaoze suddenly pushed aside the two police officers in front of him, took a step, quickly rushed out of the crowd, and rushed straight towards the driveway.
"Stop him! Stop him! β
On the lane, the traffic police are no match for the magician at all, and they can't even touch the corners of the other party's clothes.
The cameras of the reporters, after filming the riots in the infield, followed closely behind the back of Li Sir.
I saw Li Shaoze jumping with all his strength on the lane, shuttling calmly, and quickly narrowing the distance between the two.
"Dididi!"
A car braked sharply in front of Li Sir, and Li Shaoze jumped without stopping, stepped on the roof of the car, and jumped over the lane.
At this time, He Shangsheng had already crossed the embankment of the coastal corridor, and sure enough, he saw a speedboat parked on the shore.
"Boom."
The yacht roared and sped away on the surface.
Li Shao stood still on his legs, separated by a distance of more than 100 meters, and decisively pulled the trigger.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! β
Three bullets swept through the air and clanged into the yacht.
Before the yacht could sail far, a long black smoke rose from the engine.
"Boom!"
A burst of fire burst out on the surface of the sea, and immediately submerged the figures on the yacht, and the shore became extremely conspicuous in the night.
"I didn't hit the gas tank, did I?"
Li Shaoze froze for a moment, looked at the gun in his hand, grinned, and suddenly felt a little prickly.
He Shangsheng is really a little clever, he actually prepared on the speedboat in advance and successfully threw the pot to the police! There is not a single evidence left that can accuse the "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse"!
Because the "Apocalypse" is dead!
The police officers who arrived in a hurry gathered around Li Sir, and the reporters clearly took pictures of the fires on the coast, and they all thought that "Apocalypse" was dead.
"What about Sir Li?"
Zhao Jianguo rushed to the scene and asked with his head a little embarrassed.
Li Shaoze turned his head to look at him, shook his hand very casually, and ordered indifferently: "Notify the marine police to fish for people!" β
He had already guessed what the newspaper would write tomorrow, and it must be very ugly to write, and he had to deal with media opinion.
(End of chapter)