190: Chapter 191 The Wall of Sighs at HK$31! Red Rhyme's Ultimate Devour Across Nasdaq

For an entire year, that initially inconspicuous one billion US dollars, under the snowball effect of such terrifying compound interest, had been forcefully rolled up to a full forty billion US dollars—a figure that would make even Wall Street feel suffocated!

This was a windfall of nearly forty times the original investment!

If Hong Yun hadn't experienced all of this firsthand, she would have even thought it was some kind of miracle.

The hostile families on the outside who were staring at The Eight Giants' domestic capital pool every single day could never have even dreamed of it.

Shen Du's true trump card was actually an astronomical amount of US dollars that had been "nurtured" abroad with time!

"For this game, you actually laid such a massive preemptive move on NASDAQ more than a year in advance..."

Hong Yun muttered to herself, her eyes filled with undisguised adoration for that man.

Those domestic hot money investors and those arrogant Wall Street tycoons all thought Shen Du had been forced to the edge of a cliff and could only drink poison to quench his thirst with an inflated IPO.

But the truth was—Shen Du was not the prey at all!

He was a predator who had been lying on this hundred-billion-scale spider web for a whole year, drooling while waiting for everyone to enter the trap!

"Report!"

A heart-wrenching roar suddenly pulled Hong Yun back to reality from her thoughts.

The chief trader at the master console stood up straight abruptly, staring fixedly at the green K-line on the big screen that was plummeting vertically like a crashing plane.

"Thirty-one Hong Kong dollars!"

The chief trader's voice changed pitch due to excitement: "Hitting the bottom, the liquidation line, thirty-one Hong Kong dollars!"

Hong Yun's pupils contracted sharply, and her blood boiled completely at this instant.

She slammed the red master control button in front of her, her voice cold and echoing throughout the entire trading hall: "Liquidation begins! Swallow this bunch of vampires' chips, down to the very last scrap!"

1:30 PM. In the underground trading room in Hong Kong, it was so deathly silent that one could only hear the faint sound of the central air conditioning running.

The last bullet in Zhou Zhenghai's hand had been completely spent.

On the big screen, the faint red line that had been struggling to hold at the 60 Hong Kong dollar mark was instantly torn apart like a paper dam, accompanied by two terrifying, astronomical short orders that were smashed down out of thin air!

Fifty-eight Hong Kong dollars... Fifty-five Hong Kong dollars... Fifty-two Hong Kong dollars!

The green plunge bars, like sharp knives performing a slow torture, danced crazily, cutting sharply into the nerves of everyone in the trading hall with every single stroke.

"General Manager Zhou! In the foreign capital margin trading channel, another damn ten billion US dollars in astronomical short orders has been smashed out of thin air!"

The risk management director tore off his tie abruptly, his voice already carrying a near-breakdown sob: "That bunch of domestic hot money investors and families have also gone completely crazy. Not only did they not withdraw, but they scraped together another fifty billion RMB to follow along and smash the price down!"

Zhou Zhenghai pressed both hands firmly on the tabletop, his eyes covered in terrifying bloodshot veins, his fingernails almost embedding themselves into the solid wood desk.

Out of ammunition and food supplies. Facing this second wave of a killing blow totaling over 120 billion RMB, the Eight Giants of Shanghai had been completely drained of their last drop of blood in this battle.

With trembling hands, he grabbed the red encrypted phone and dialed Shen Du's private line for the second time that day.

"It's no use... Mr. Shen, it really can't be controlled anymore!"

As soon as the call connected, Zhou Zhenghai's extremely hoarse voice rushed through, carrying the suffocating sensation of a total military defeat: "Overseas short-selling institutions have added another ten billion US dollars. That bunch of domestic families who kick people when they're down have scraped together another fifty billion RMB of their hard-earned capital!"

"They are determined this time to press us onto the chopping block and eat us until not even a scrap is left!"

Zhou Zhenghai stared fixedly at the abyss-like parabolic curve on the screen that had already fallen below 50 Hong Kong dollars and was still plummeting vertically at an alarming speed. Cold sweat from his forehead dripped crazily down his chin, and he let out a final, desperate roar: "Mr. Shen, if the backup plan doesn't come now, our bottom position... will really be smashed through alive!!!"

On the other end of the line, Zhou Zhenghai's near-breakdown roar almost shattered the encrypted receiver. However, Shen Du, sitting in the top-floor office of Jiyuan Technology, didn't even lift an eyelid.

He did not give any soothing reply to Zhou Zhenghai's despair. His gaze was coldly nailed to the huge curved screen on the wall, quietly watching that green curve representing Jiyuan Entertainment's stock price plummet crazily toward the eighteenth level of hell.

The massive selling pressure was like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, fifty... forty-five... forty...

"Thirty-five." Shen Du's thin lips parted slightly, spitting out an extremely cold number.

The data on the screen flickered crazily. The astronomical short orders smashed out by those Wall Street foreign investors and domestic hot money investors poured down like a waterfall, tearing through all buying defense lines like a hot knife through butter.

"Thirty-four." Shen Du's fingers tapped lightly on the solid wood desk, making an extremely rhythmic "da da" sound. This sound in the deathly silent office was like an executioner doing a final countdown before swinging the butcher's knife.

Thirty-three... thirty-two...

Just at the moment when that torrent of selling pressure, capable of destroying everything, was about to smash Jiyuan Entertainment completely through the bottom line and prepare to carve up this feast of flesh and blood!

"Thirty-one." The fingers Shen Du was tapping on the desk stopped abruptly.

"Buzz—!"

On the big screen, that green plunge bar, which had been falling wildly all the way and seemed bottomless, suddenly emitted a violent stutter when it touched the glaring number "31"!

Immediately following that, under the horrified gaze of Zhou Zhenghai and all the short-selling tycoons on the periphery, this destructive selling pressure slammed head-on into a Wailing Wall built of tens of billions of US dollars in cash!

No matter how crazily the external short-selling institutions smashed out short orders, even if massive sell orders of ten million shares or fifty million shares were poured down, the number on the trading board was stuck at "31" without moving, as if welded shut by an electric welder.

It could not fall even a tiny fraction of a cent further!

The behemoth that Hong Yun had been lurking with overseas for over a year, having multiplied nearly sixty times, finally opened its blood-thirsty maw capable of swallowing heaven and earth at the very bottom of the abyss. It swallowed every single blood-stained chip that was thrown down, refusing none of them in one giant whale-swallow!

Looking at the "31" that had completely stalled on the screen, the trace of killing intent in the depths of Shen Du's eyes, which had been suppressed for a full year, finally tore through his calm disguise completely and erupted like a volcano.

He slowly picked up the phone on the desk, the corners of his mouth curling into a cruel arc that made one's scalp tingle. To Zhou Zhenghai on the other end of the line, who had lost his voice due to extreme shock, he spat out the command for the counterattack: "Uncle Zhou, the counterattack has begun."

Shen Du's voice was extremely light, yet it carried an arrogance sufficient to make the entire Hong Kong Stock Market tremble: "Get your pockets ready. In a while... remember to bring sacks to load up the US dollars."