The scene in front of the willow bug is hell!

Lotte Bank has become an island in the ocean, and almost all the people of the whole city have flocked to it, and this is the last place of hope, whether it can be exchanged for money depends on now.

The grain ships on the dock had been evacuated this morning, and several grain ships that had fled slowly were ransacked by the angry people, and the wharf was full of angry voices scolding Xiao Letian.

"Xiao Lotian is a vampire...... Liar, give me back my money...... My silver ......"

All the shops along the street locked their doors, and the men and the boss used wooden sticks and stones against the gates for fear that the rioters would flood into the shops and smash and loot them.

The people who have lost their minds can no longer distinguish between right and wrong, how can anyone slam the gate of the Qinglou and ask for the exchange of huàn silver coins? But this kind of thing happened so ridiculously.

"Don't smash it, this is a place for girls to laugh, and it's not a bank, what's the use of you smashing our door......" The old bustard and the big teapot knelt behind the door and kowtowed to the people outside, and the girls in the building cried a lot.

Outside, there was a group of red-eyed lunatics who only knew silver, and their smashing of the gates along the street was purely the frenzied flutter of the overboard, with no rules to speak of.

"Give us back our money...... Give me back my money...... I don't want this broken banknote......"

The most ridiculous and sad thing is that the owner of the coffin shop in the south of the city thought that he would not be affected, and opened the door as usual, but as soon as the door opened, a large group of people poured in.

The faces full of stupidity and confusion, the ghostly people in their eyes, holding a handful of southern tickets in their hands, surrounded the boss, "Give us silver coins, I'll give you money, exchange it for silver......"

"Silver, silver, please exchange it for silver...... the owner of the coffin shop fainted at that time, where is this still a person in his eyes, isn't this the hellish ghost depicted in the "Jizo Sutra"?

The owner of the coffin shop may have been dealing with the dead for a long time, the yang energy is not strong and the yin energy is very heavy, and the chaotic scene in front of him directly associates it with the picture of hellish beings, this city full of people who are mired in financial crisis, in fact, what is the difference between the hungry ghosts of hell.

Green building, coffin shop, teahouse, restaurant...... All those who can be harassed have been harassed all over again, and the center of the storm is naturally Lotte Bank, which was founded by Xiao Letian.

The willow bug was already frightened, he dragged his lame legs desperately to shrink into the corner of the wall, this is a shack where he is hiding, it is exactly a right angle between the two walls, the location is remote, just at the edge of the crowd is the best place to hide.

He desperately shrank his body into the shack, his back was already leaning against the wall, and his mouth desperately shouted Guanyin Bodhisattva's blessing, bless himself not to be trampled to death.

Guanyin Bodhisattva saw that the life of the willow bug was pitiful enough, and the result really blessed him, he was only trampled on three times in the whole storm, and his life was finally saved.

From the position of the willow bug, you can see all the chaos in the whole bank gate and the street outside, and more and more people are crowded in, and the bank is now the last glimmer of hope for huàn silver coins, like the last lifeboat after the shipwreck, and everyone wants to grab it.

Xiao Lotian ...... Pay back!Xiao Lotian ...... Liar!"

"The scammer pays back...... The liar will pay me back my hard-earned money!"

"Emperor Heavenly Ancestor, open your eyes, why don't you take away Xiao Letian, a liar...... My silver is gone......

There were crying, noisy, swearing, slamming doors, and even laughing hysterically...... A picture of hell unfolded in front of the willow bug.

I don't know what's going on, the willow bug suddenly had an epiphany, he looked at the exaggerated and distorted faces of the tens of thousands of people in front of him, and he suddenly found that he was the most blessed person in the world.

I don't have money, so I don't have such troubles, and if I don't have them, wouldn't I be the happiest person in the world?

I don't have to worry about the depreciation of my money, I don't have to worry about robbers and thieves worrying about my property, and I don't want to become a madman hysterically because of the loss of my money, and put on this harlequin show on the street.

They all say that I am a lowly beggar, and anyone on the street can spurn me, but what about you now? a group of crazy people who have lost money, look at the ugliness of each one, they are not as good as me!

At the moment when the willow bug had an epiphany, I heard a loud click at the gate of the bank, and it turned out that the heavy Nanmu gate was actually crushed alive, and the people in front were directly photographed to the ground.

The three-inch-thick Nanmu gate can be smashed, which shows how strong it is, and the people at the front can't survive at all, I'm afraid that the door has been squeezed out by the crowd behind before it is broken.

No one had time to care about the life and death of these people, and the crowd behind them poured in, but at this moment, the branch of Lotte & Co. was already empty, and there were tattered accounts and crooked furniture all over the floor, and there was no one who could breathe.

"Run! Damn these crooks ran away...... I'm not alive!" the desperate people slammed headlong into the wall. I only heard a bang, red and white spraying all over the wall.

Desperate to the extreme, people did not see hope, negative feelings began to contagious, a middle-aged man in a black silk jacket suddenly laughed stupidly, he grabbed a large handful of southern tickets from his arms and threw them into the sky, "Die!

Colorful banknotes are flying all over the sky, just like the paper money at the time of funeral.

Lotte became a punching bag for everyone, all the windows were smashed, all the furniture was looted, and even the toilet in the backyard was robbed.

In the spirit of grabbing a little bit and losing a little less, Lotte Bank quickly became an empty shell, and even the broken window lattice was snatched away and taken home to burn the fire.

The only thing they don't want is those banknotes, people will never believe in paper money anymore, they know that Xiao Lotian has completely lost this paper money financial war, and now the south ticket is a piece of waste paper, and it is too hard to wipe the buttocks.

The willow bugs watched the crowd gather, watched them breach the bank, and finally watched them disperse. When the street was calm again, the willow bug cautiously entered the lobby of the bank.

The entire hall floor has been covered with paper money, and even more than a dozen corpses have been buried in paper money, and they are all dead and blind.

The willow bug wiped his tears in distress, he squatted beside the corpses of the people who were trampled to death, and carefully closed the eyelids of the deceased, "Close your eyes! Bodhisattva bless you, bless you not to encounter such a catastrophe in your next life...... What a pain you have, what a hard work!"