In mid-June, the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

Even in the morning, I don't dare to exercise a lot, because if I move a little, I will sweat.

Especially in Nai'an, it seems that the summer is always very long every year.

At this time, it is time for everyone to come up with their own tricks and compete to cool down and relieve the heat.

Inside Nedel's stock trading floor, although the windows were all open to allow the strong sea breeze in the distance to pour in, it was still as hot as a steamer, but ......

But this did not dampen the enthusiasm of shareholders in the slightest.

Not only was the hall crowded with people, but even the door of the hall was crowded with people waiting to come in.

As long as a shareholder walks into the door, his clothes will be soaked with sweat in a few minutes, especially those who are crowded in front, as long as he works for a while Chapter 1240 Crash (asking for a monthly pass), his clothes will be soaked, and he will look as if he has just been fished out of the water.

Thousands of shareholders chatted in whispers. The voices converged to form a large, low, humming echo beneath the tall dome of the hall.

Director Higgins stood in front of the door at the front of the hall, watching the crowd on the trading floor.

Behind him is the staff aisle.

Since it was not yet time to go to work, the staff were walking out of the door in twos and threes, ready to go to their respective jobs and start a busy day's work.

As soon as they entered, they were all startled to see Director Higgins standing in front of the door. While greeting him, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart.

Since the beginning of summer, the big man has always been on the top, hiding in that enviable, jealous office with huge ice cubes, and almost never showing his face.

It is said that in order to enjoy the coolness, he took advantage of the public house, and he didn't even go home, and slept in the office at night.

But...... But how did you come to the front line in person today?

Although everyone was strange in their hearts, seeing Higgins's face like a dead man, no one dared to ask more about Chapter 1240 Crash (asking for a monthly ticket). It's just a vague guess that something heavy may happen soon~!

Everyone's hearts sank inexplicably.

These days. There have been so many things going on in the stock market.

Stock prices go up and down, just like the waves of the sea, which can drown people at any time.

Among them, the fierce Cheng dù is no less than a battlefield of tragic fighting.

Every rise and fall represents tens of thousands of gold coins. Every time there is a rise and fall, someone becomes extremely rich. Or destitute themselves.

But even so, they hadn't seen Higgins appear in front of the hall door.

This shows even more that what is about to happen in the stock market today is extraordinary~!

In shock, everyone ran to their positions in silence and began to work hard, at least as if they were working hard.

As the saying goes, "Don't work." If you don't be lazy, you won't be able to grow your eyes. ”

Higgins is now running to the front line, and at this time, it is natural to have a good performance. Even if you can't say the best of xiàn, you can't at least not show the worst of xiàn. Otherwise, once he falls into his eyes, maybe he will have to be laid off tomorrow.

However, at this time, Director Higgins's attention was not on them at all, and his narrow gray eyes kept staring at the hall in front of him. I was stunned, as if I was thinking about something.

At this time, the hands of the huge eagle clock in the exchange pointed to 8:58. There are only two minutes left until the market opens.

The staff looked at each other. They are all ready for their positions. Ink, pen and paper, delivery agreement...... Everything.

Now it's just waiting for the market to open.

A deputy quietly walked up from a corner and handed the stock price slip to Director Higgins for a look.

Director Higgins nodded, waved his hand, and said, "Just follow this, let's get started~!"

The deputy then glanced at the large number of shareholders, shook his head and sighed, with a regretful expression, and walked back. Give the stock price to the staff.

This surprised the ordinary staff in front of him, and secretly said in his heart: What happened to these two today?

The precise hands of the Eagle clock point to nine o'clock.

Immediately afterwards, three gongs sounded, and the stock exchange officially opened.

There was an uproar in the stock market.

At this time, the much-anticipated stock price of the Flying Eagle Railway hung out, and there was a silence in the hall when I saw this number. The shareholders were stunned.

A moment later, there was a sigh.

As soon as the Flying Eagle Railway opened, the price plummeted from 14.1 to 13, which was directly lower than yesterday, and it was obvious that someone was selling stocks in large sums.

In the past, the stock price was still entangled, but today I don't know why, even the effort of grappling has been saved, and the people on the pallet seem to have disappeared.

Ragnar and the others gathered in their boxes, each with their heads downcast, staring blankly at the floor as if it were the end of the world.

One of the most common phrases is "what to do" and "what to do, what to do"

Like a broken gramophone, they kept repeating the phrase in a hoarse, dry voice.

But...... No one knows what to do.

When the new shares were issued, they had to buy them in large quantities so as not to lower the share price and shrink the shares in their hands.

For this alone, they invested 20 million gold coins one after another, which barely maintained the balance.

In the repeated encounters that followed, they folded nearly a thousand gold coins back and forth. In total, they had lost nearly 30 million gold coins.

Thirty million~!

It was pure gold.

With the exception of the old imperialist countries such as Ruman, the vast majority of countries on the continent do not have such an annual income.

If in the beginning, they are still in it to make money. Then later, they struggled like crazy gamblers who were eager to lose.

And now, not to mention them, even if the bosses behind them, several kings and dukes, all of them have scavenged their families, and they can't take out another 10,000 gold coins to devote themselves to this tragic financial war.

This means that this is the golden game......

They've already lost~!

And it was a complete loss~!

Someone was still reluctant and stepped forward to grab Ragnar. Shaking him, he cried out in despair: "Ragnar, you have to think of a way." Think of a way......"

But Ragnar, who is usually clever and shrewd, will only shake his head blankly. Silent.

Now, what can he do?

A few days ago, they were still toasting and celebrating, but now they have become lost dogs, and the ups and downs of life are really exciting.

At this moment, Ragnar's mind is the most ...... How to escape~!

If the stock market makes money, it's easy to say. Duke De Rossi was delighted. Maybe he'll be rewarded heavily.

But once he loses, Duke De Rossi and his vicious son will never let him go.

Not to mention the huge losses now~!

They're going to be absolutely furious. Then he was skinned and cramped, and his body was broken~!

"Escape, you have to run for your life. Ragnar said to himself, and at the same time raised his eyes to look around, the person who had been watching was not here at all, and this time he should be hiding in the box with ice cubes and waiting.

This made him see a hint of vitality~!

At the same time. is also secretly grateful to Lord Luo, he gave the box another ice cube to adjust the temperature, and it was a sofa. The wine is so comfortable that people can't bear to leave.

"Go to the brothel first, I still have some things there. Ragnar was thinking in his mind.

As a smart man who knows the sinister truth of the rivers and lakes, Ragnar is like a cunning rabbit, who has long been ready to retreat and hides a sum of cash in a brothel.

"Lord Dunkel, where is Lord Dunkel?" Someone suddenly remembered Lord Dunkel as the organizer.

A man at the back of the crowd sneered and said, "He won't come again." That guy had been cutting meat and running away a few days ago. He lied to us all. It's ridiculous that we still believe him~!"

"How is that possible?"

"Hell, he betrayed us. ”

"Those nobles don't have a good thing. ”

"Now that the disaster is coming, let's fly separately. Someone shouted loudly, shook his hand and walked out, apparently preparing to cut his flesh in pain.

Another voice was like a ghost, and said faintly: "The sooner you throw it." The less you lose. ”

Everyone suddenly woke up and immediately rushed out, wanting to throw away the stocks in their hands. The crowd even crowded the door, and these polite gentlemen in the past did not hesitate to take action, pushing and shoving people to be one step ahead.

Ragnar didn't notice himself when he saw that everyone was in a state of flux, so he quietly moved to the window of the trail and looked down, it was not high from the ground, and there was still a lush meadow on the ground.

Ragnar rolled over and jumped out of the window, sprinting down the meadow into the street outside the stock market.

A few minutes later, Ragnar's assistant had not seen him return for a long time, so he searched all the way and looked into the room, only to see that there was no one in the private room.

The assistant's face suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted loudly: "He ran away~!"

In the stock market, panic selling is inevitable.

In order to cash out as much as possible, the stock price of Flying Eagle Railway fell rapidly, and it only took a few minutes to break through the price of thirteen.

Higgins stared at the stock price card without blinking, and silently recalled Chairman Leo's explanation in his heart, he must not let these financial predators who stir up the wind and rain retreat, this time they must be completely killed, and let their losses be like pants.

It's not so easy to cut meat, and if you don't die, you have to remove dozens of catties of bones from them.

Higgins took the initiative to fall again according to the instructions, blocking the retreat of the speculators who wanted to escape.

The stock price of the Flying Eagle Railway fell like a crash, falling from twelve to ten in one morning, from ten to eight in the afternoon, and stabilized at around eight o'clock before the market closed.

Speculators who hold large quantities of Flying Eagle Railway shares can only watch the declining numbers on the stock price board and want to cry without tears.

Every minute and every second, their wealth is disappearing in tens of thousands.

Retail investors didn't even dare to make a move, and Nai On investors, who had just been exposed to stocks for a short time, were also frightened by the sharp decline.

Some retail investors who originally planned to make a move when the stock price fell below 10 dispelled the idea and joked, who knows how the stock price will fall in the next second.

Now that is to say, if the Flying Eagle Railway can fall above the issue price, they will also believe it.

Retail investors who have seen stocks plummeting like this finally have a deep understanding of the meaning of which gilt font hangs on the door, "The stock market is risky, and you need to be cautious when entering the market."

This taught them the most important lesson, and that is. Don't expect to get rich in the stock market.

After the market closed, most of the shareholders walked out of the stock trading floor in a dementia.

As soon as the evening sea breeze blew, these retail investors suddenly woke up. A qiē that happened in a day today. Enough for them to remember for a lifetime.

They can see with their own eyes that several so-called big investors who were envied by people in the past have lost their faces and walked out of the trading hall like zombies, just like the one in front of them.

Looking at people as if they were dead, their faces were pale and their eyes were empty. Walking stiffly, as if the joints were rusty, walking with the legs, and muttering to himself.

No need to ask, this is to lose all the money on the Flying Eagle Railway.

"Good thing I'm not him. Most of the passers-by on both sides were gloating in their hearts.

As retail investors, they are very disgusted by these predators who manipulate stocks.

It is they who speculated the good Flying Eagle Railway to sky-high prices, threw and sucked, and pit the stocks in the hands of their retail investors. If they want to make a fortune, they will lose the interests of their retail investors.

"You deserve it~!" someone scolded viciously behind his back.

The scolded man glanced back at everyone, his eyes were empty and terrifying. The frightened passerby took a step back.

Then he made a surprising gesture and suddenly rushed into the busy street.

Immediately the streets were filled with people on their backs, the neighing of horses, and the roar of men.

The street is the rush hour for getting off work, and the road is full of horse-drawn carriages.

The man was struck down by a galloping carriage, trampled by the horse's hooves and then crushed by the wheels.

The crowd gathered around and looked down at the man covered in blood and lying motionless on the ground.

The coachman said anxiously next to him: "I saw it, he suddenly rushed up." ”

"Dead ......" a man who had also just come out of the stock market touched his neck and stood up and shook his head regretfully. "He just lost a bit in the stock market. ”

At the same moment, Ragnar wandered in front of Nedle's gates, looking up blankly at the last red glow in the sky, not knowing where to go.

After escaping the stock market, he rushed to the red shoes outside the city as fast as he could.

Ragnar kept an eye on it, and instead of getting off at the door of the Red Shoes, he got off two blocks away. Along the crooked alley, cautiously touched the red dancing shoes.

But Ragnar found the last thing he wanted to see at the door, and two people who had come with him stood guard at the door, carefully observing the guests who entered.

Ragnar hurriedly retracted back into the alley, made a big circle, and ran all the way to the back door of the Red Shoes, but there was also a strong man squatting by the back door with nothing to do, very suspicious.

Although it was not necessarily to defend himself, Ragnar did not dare to take this risk, so he had no choice but to turn around and flee.

He had nowhere else to go but to return to the city of Nedle, crouching in the corner of a house by the gate, thinking about what to do in the future.

The hotel is absolutely not allowed to go back, where there must be someone watching.

Now he has reached the point of exhaustion, and he has no money left.

In the future, Leiria will not be able to go back.

"The world is so big, where there is a place for itself. Ragnar said with sorrow in his heart.

Suddenly, in a flash of inspiration, Ragnar remembered Lord Dunkel, the old fox had deceived everyone, and there might be hope for him.

Ragnar jumped up and patted the dust off his clothes, turned around and walked out of the city, where Lord Dunkel was staying in an upscale hotel.

When he arrived at the door, Ragnar hid around the corner and watched for a long time to make sure there were no suspicious people around before entering.

But at the door, he was blocked by a few housekeepers in uniforms, and several housekeepers were full of flesh, glaring at Ragnar viciously, and unceremoniously scolded: "Get out, get out." ”

Ragnar took a step back, straightened his clothes and sneered, bowed and said, "Big brother, Ragnar asks to see Lord Ragnar." ”

The family carefully took him up and down for a while, seeing that he didn't look like an ordinary person, and finally nodded reluctantly and said, "You wait." ”

Turned around and walked in.

Ragnar waited anxiously outside for a quarter of an hour before the family came out slowly, looked at him with his head raised, and said with a sneer: "Our master said, I don't know what Ragnar is, get out." ”

Ragnar was dumbfounded for a moment, and said dumbfoundedly: "How is it possible......? Me,"

Two days ago, Lord Dunkel had given him a top-of-the-line cigar and patted him on the shoulder to praise him for his future, and suddenly he didn't know him as a person.

Ragnar rolled his eyes, wandered back and forth in front of the door, and suddenly jumped forward and rushed into the door.

Although the housekeepers reacted one step fuller, they were quick to stop Ragnar on the steps.

A few family members scolded: "Do you kid want to die?"

While struggling, Ragnar shouted loudly at the top of his voice: "Lord Dunkel, Lord Dunkel, I'm Ragnar~!"

"Hit me~!" Jia Ding yelled in annoyance and slammed his fist into Ragnar's eye socket.

Ragnar groaned and fell down, and several of the family members gathered around him, punching and kicking him.

It wasn't until Ragnar curled up his head as motionless as a prawn that the housekeepers stopped.

The four men grabbed him by the hands and feet, lifted Ragnar off the ground, walked a few steps and threw him on the street, then clapped his hands and laughed and went back.

After a while, Ragnar got up from the trembling ground, stared at Lord Dunkel's hotel with blood-red eyes, spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, and limped down the street toward the city.

Halfway through, a loud shout suddenly came from the opposite side: "He's there, don't let him run away~!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ragnar was startled, and raised his head to see his assistant and several people rushing towards him quickly, with an expression on his face that he wanted to eat Ragnar raw.

Ragnar turned around and ran, his legs no longer hurting, his waist no longer weak, and he rushed through the dark streets like a whirlwind and plunged into the side alley.

Ragnar knew very well that he would die if he caught up with them, so he used his strength to eat milk and rushed through several streets.

Gradually, the sound of the pursuers could not be heard, and Ragnar glanced back, and the person who was closely following him was finally gone.

Just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly a black shadow flew over from the corner of his eye, and a wind sounded "woo".

"Not good~!" Ragnar screamed in his heart, and he was hit the head, and he didn't know anything when it was dark in front of him.

The person who knocked him unconscious threw down the stick casually, panting for breath, and said: "This kid can really run, Lao Tzu almost didn't catch up, fork him back to see the boss." ”rq！！！