Rumors are fiercer than tigers.

Since there has been news that the official grain bank has overissued, the food stamps will be depreciated into waste paper. In just three days, the entire Xibu City began to be in chaos. A sense of panic filled the air, and a large number of survivors blocked the gate of the grain store, holding food stamps, shouting for food.

Although the official response was extremely fast, and successive announcements were issued to clarify that the rumors were not true, they had little effect. People's emotions are susceptible to the same kind of infection, which is called herd mentality in technical terms. When they saw the crowd surging and shouting to exchange the food stamps in their hands, the survivors who had originally adopted a wait-and-see attitude couldn't hold back and joined the run.

In this way, the snowball is getting bigger and bigger. The number of survivors of the run is also growing, reaching tens of thousands.

At the location of the grain store, the entire East Avenue was filled with crowds. There are mercenaries, traders, coolies, and street women, survivors from all walks of life, taking out the food stamps accumulated at home, all of them are in a manic mood, hoarse, and ask the grain store to cash them out as soon as possible.

A run has already formed. The only thing the official can do is to open a warehouse and release grain.

"Don't crowd everyone, line up one by one, and the official has enough food, I promise, so that each of you can exchange it for food"

Geng Wensheng stood at the gate of the grain store, holding a megaphone, shouting over and over again at the surging crowd. As a member of the Xibu Management Committee, he is the president of the grain bank. He has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights, sticking to his post and doing his best to quell this run.

On both sides of the gate of the grain store, there are more than 30 Dongfeng warriors, neatly arranged. There were groups of armed police officers and soldiers in the car, eyeing the crowd with guns in hand.

Ten meters in front of the door, there is a red line drawn by paint. Although the crowd was surging, no one dared to cross the line. The reason for this is that on the ground within the red line, there are thirty or forty corpses lying horizontally. Dressed as survivors of the city, their bodies are densely covered with holes, their wounds and blood have turned black, and they have obviously been dead for a long time.

All of these survivors were shot dead by armed police officers and soldiers. Just yesterday, the crowd was too crowded. Some of them couldn't bear it, and even made a noise, wanting to storm the grain store and grab supplies.

As a result, the official has long been prepared. 500 armed police officers and men with real guns and ammunition arrived, and without saying a word, opened fire, killing and wounding hundreds of people.

Troubled times use heavy codes

The official set an example for the monkey and received the effect. Although the crowd did not disperse, no one dared to violate the rules set by the official demarcation and began to line up in an orderly manner and enter the grain store to exchange materials.

Although order was restored, the run continued. With the current reserves of the grain bank, it is only enough to meet the ** day. This is also the result of many merchants in the city, secretly supporting official financial institutions, and trying their best to buy back food stamps.

Otherwise, the three-day and three-night run frenzy will be enough to deplete the grain reserves.

At a glance, there are tens of thousands of black people. A flash of worry flashed in Geng Wensheng's eyes. He knew in his heart that these survivors were just the other party's pathfinders, and the main event was still to come.

Four Seas Building.

Next to the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, Long Sihai carried his hands behind his back, condescendingly, looking at the direction of East Street. Witnessing the black crowd, his handsome face unconsciously showed a faint smile.

He likes the feeling of being on top. I like to turn my hands over for clouds and cover my hands for rain. prefers to manipulate people's hearts and influence the general trend.

He, Long Sihai, is destined to be a strong man above 10,000 people. This is true before the end times, and it is also true after the end times.

Familiar footsteps could be heard behind him. Long Sihai didn't come back, so he knew who was coming.

"How's it going?" he asked faintly.

Hua Manli came, looking at the man's tall back, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes for no reason.

"Everything is going well"

She sorted out her emotions and said slowly: "So far, all the survivors in the city have basically been mobilized, forming a crowd of tens of thousands of people, blocking the gate of the grain store."

"I'm not asking about this"

Long Sihai interrupted, turned around slowly, his eyes were sharp, and he said word by word: "These ordinary people don't matter, I'm asking about other businesses in the city."

"Liang Shaoping's social gathering held three days ago has achieved some results. So far, nearly 30% of the businesses in the city have launched an action to buy back food stamps. ”

Hua Manli immediately reported the key points. She knew that the man in front of her, who looked polite and gentlemanly, actually had the opposite personality, cruel and ruthless, and if she didn't get what she wanted, she would make her life worse than death.

"However, their repurchase efforts are limited, and only three of them, Jiuding Xue Ji and Jin Xin, buy back about 300,000 catties of grain stamps every day, which relieves a lot of pressure on the official grain bank."

After hearing this, Long Sihai snorted coldly: "Jiuding was originally an official industry, and it is not surprising that it is the old horseman of the Xue family who tries his best to buy it back, as well as Jin Xin's iron rooster, this time he ignored my warning and chose a side to help Liang Shaoping, hum, I will settle this account with them sooner or later."

At this point, he deliberately asked again: "What about the surname Li?"

Hua Manli hurriedly said: "His trading house is also buying back food stamps. However, an announcement was posted outside the gate, with a daily limit of 100,000 catties of food stamps, which is not a large amount."

"Well, this kid is pretty smart"

Long Sihai nodded, turned around and walked to the desk, took out a lockbox and handed it to Hua Manli: "You go to the harvest trading house and bring me a message to the kid surnamed Li." As long as he remains neutral, the benefits I promise will be no less."

After hearing this, Hua Manli wanted to stop talking, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Master Long, now that the general trend has been achieved, even if there is one more harvest firm, it will not affect our plan, why do you want to give him such a big benefit"

The woman's view

Long Sihai glanced at her, and said unhurriedly: "Do you think I value his little family joke, a newly established trading house, no matter how good the business is, how many material reserves can there be?"

Pacing to the window, Long Sihai looked far-reaching, looking into the distance, for a long time, before he said again: "What I value is him as a person, as well as his subordinates." ”

Hua Manli didn't ask much, turned to leave. Just as she walked to the door, she suddenly seemed to remember something and paused.

"Master Long, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you, the official army has been moving frequently in the past two days. According to the eyeliner, at least a thousand of them left the city and headed for Wujiang Town. ”

"Got it"

Long Sihai waved his hand. Then, Hua Manli retreated.

"I want to clear Wujiang Town to get supplies, Liang Shaoping, you are in a hurry to go to the doctor, Long will not let you be satisfied"

After Hua Manli left, Long Sihai looked gloomy and talked to himself. At one point, he shouted two words: "Shadow"

Strange things happened, and on the wall not far from him, a shadow really appeared.

A thin-looking figure.

"Go to Wujiang Town and take a look, if Liang Shaoping really has action, do his best to stop it" A sharp glint flashed in Long Sihai's eyes.

The strange figure turned out to be a living thing, nodding at Long Sihai, and then slowly faded away and disappeared.

ps: Chapter 2, continue to ask for collection recommendations