C1386 Crazy banknotes (1/2)
This was no longer a run over. This was the hysterical release of fear. The entire sky of Jiangnan was filled with the smell of despair.
In the end, not even the employees of Gambling could come down. He could only hang them on the roof beams, and below him was the blackboard with the exchange rate. He held the chalk in his hand and waited for the boss's roar.
”Change, immediately change …” 1: 200 … Hurry up and change it! ”
”I heard it. One silver coin for two hundred paper notes!” ”This will change …” The skinny boy was as agile as a monkey. He wiped off the number 168 with the edge of his shirt and wrote a 200. The crowd below him was so packed that even the door of the shop was smashed.
”No!” ”Heavens, how did you become so fast? Just a moment ago, it was 168, but now it's 200 all of a sudden. How are you going to let me live?”
”Stop squeezing, everyone stop squeezing …” What? Do you have any objections? ”If you have any objections, then scram. I don't want your bill …”
While they were cursing, the crowd charged forward hysterically. The thick stack of paper money in their hands was stuffed under the nose of the shop assistant behind the counter, while one of them begged the shop assistant to quickly change to a few Real Gold and Silver.
Not even five minutes had passed, but Gambling, who was drenched in oil from behind, roared loudly, ”Change! One to two hundred eight! Immediately! ”
The crowd exploded with a boom. How can you change it like this? You guys drank human blood! ”
Gambling opened her eyes wide, ”What are you talking about? Drinking human blood? Why the f * * k are you looking for a place not to drink your blood? Bank, bank, ticket number... F * ck, this is a casino, what I earn is money! If you don't want to exchange for it, then scram! ”
”Change it to 300 now!” At this moment, the people became even more panic-stricken. A few minutes later, the blackboard had turned into their talisman, and they could only look on helplessly as the Notes in their hands became useless paper. The feeling was too terrifying.
This was the difference between decapitation and beheading. Beheading meant death, and the pain was unimaginably excruciating. No one could bear this kind of torture anymore.
The hardwood, iron-banded counter emitted creaking screams in the crowd, as if it was going to collapse at any moment. The shop assistant who was at a loss of what to do was completely blocked off by his hands, the sweating paper money in his hands was extremely pungent.
At this time, there was no time to care about who arrived first. Whoever had money under their noses would be the first to go through with the process. Those citizens who had used thick stacks of paper money to exchange for one or two silver coins all struggled to rush back as if they were holding onto a life-saving straw.
Crying, making a ruckus, breaking down laughing, group after group of lunatics performed a tragic comedy of human scenes.
”Change the blackboard!” One to three hundred and fifty-six … Change it! One to four hundred and twenty... Keep changing it! One to six hundred and sixty-five... Fuck, why are there so many people rushing in? I have prepared a hundred thousand silver coins, is that not enough? ”
”Keep changing! change it to one to eight hundred! ”
One after another, his actions were just like Yama Minamiya's talisman. Some of the people in the crowd could no longer bear such a blow, their eyes turning dark as they fainted in the middle of the crowd.
However, he couldn't even think of lying on the ground. He was pushed around by the crowd and was unconsciously knocked back and forth.