Rebirth of the Evil Life

Trojan Horse Massacre!

What does this have to do with you? Everyone looked at Lin Feng with piercing eyes, wondering what the story Lin Feng told at this moment had to do with everyone. Everyone is very curious!

"This Trojan horse is a harmful thing, otherwise the thousand-year-old city of Troy would not have been destroyed! And now, is this copper bull also a harmful thing?" Lin Feng pointed at the huge giant at the entrance of the American Securities Exchange not far away. Bronze Bull.

Copper Bull, this is the symbol of Wall Street.

It is 5 meters long and weighs 6.3 tons. The whole body is plated with shining golden brass. Its posture is that of a running bull, which means that the Wall Street stock market is booming. This 'Golden Bull' has long been a sight on Wall Street. The main reason for all tourists who come to Wall Street, in addition to visiting the grand scene of the world's financial center, is to see and touch this Golden Bull, hoping to Get some good fortune.

The meaning represented by the Taurus is similar to that of the Chinese God of Wealth. Moreover, in the West, people have more faith in it.

Of course, speaking of this golden bull, the original intention was not to represent Wall Street, but simply an Italian artist who wanted to make a name for himself. There is an artist in Sicily, Italy, named Arturo Di Modica. He is not famous. In fact, he is ignorant. No one has heard of him. But he just wants to become famous, what should he do?

If it were put now, it would definitely be all kinds of hype. For example, **, Sister Furong and the like, or like celebrities, nude photos, etc., and this Modica was in the era. Of course there is no Weibo. There was no today's Internet, and there were no cell phones that could take pictures, and he was an artist after all. Even if he wanted to be famous, he couldn't use these despicable methods.

So, what is he doing? One day he walked to Wall Street and felt that it was too deserted. It's too simple, not like the world's financial center at all. It's just like the most ordinary alley, but it is the world's financial center. But here, there is a lack of an iconic building, a truly iconic building.

How to do it? Modica came up with the idea of ​​creating a sculpture of a running bull to create a sensation. Later, after two years of design, the design of the Raging Bull was completed, and then on the night of January 15, 1989. On Christmas Eve, Modica hired someone to use a large truck to pull it to Wall Street late at night.

The next day, as expected, it caused a sensation. Everyone came to see the bull, and Modica became famous. Of course, there are inevitably some twists and turns in the process. For example, the New York City government asked it to take the ‘bull’ away. This affects the city appearance and traffic too much. But because its symbolic meaning is so beautiful, for all investors, seeing this running bull every day, they will feel that the stock market will continue to rise, and indeed the stock market has been booming and prosperous at that time.

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There is no way, with strong public opinion. This bull was originally preserved, but now, more than ten years later, it has become a landmark of Wall Street. When you see this bull, it means you have arrived on Wall Street. And all tourists will come here to touch this bull and get some wealth. Although this bull has nothing to do with Wall Street at all, it is purely the work of an Italian artist who wants to become famous. But it doesn’t matter, as long as people believe it.

As for Modica, he did get his wish and became famous in one fell swoop. Moreover, he also owns the image rights of this golden bull. However, he himself did not achieve both fame and fortune because of this. Because not long after he became famous, he died of illness. Of course, there is no regret in his death. After all, he truly became famous in one fell swoop. Although his funeral was simple, his death attracted the attention of the world, including the Wall Street Journal that day, which reported Modica's death on the front page.

Of course, what Modica left to the world is not only a copper bull, but also a copper bull sculpture industry. His works also promoted the popularity of the copper bull sculpture industry. Every tourist who comes to Wall Street to watch the Copper Bull will buy a Copper Bull handicraft from nearby small handicrafts and take it home, hoping to bring wealth to the family.

The Copper Bull has become a symbol of Wall Street. Every day, the New York police will send police officers to patrol here to prevent anyone from damaging the Copper Bull. Including this time, many gang members came to make trouble and deliberately avoided Tongniu. The reason is very simple. No one wants the copper bull to be destroyed. After all, the copper bull symbolizes wealth. Who wants to lose money?

"Smash it. If it weren't for it, there wouldn't be those profit-seeking businessmen on Wall Street. If it wasn't for it, there wouldn't be so many poor people in this world. It's the devil, and it's the greatest tragedy for mankind after Pandora's box is opened!" Lin Feng scolded.

These remarks are somewhat exaggerated, but the hatred for Wall Street has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. For all stock traders, when they make money, Wall Street is an angel, but once they lose money, Wall Street is a devil. In this world, there will always be a minority who can make money in the stock market, and the vast majority will lose money. Naturally, most people hate Wall Street.

Therefore, although Lin Feng's remarks were exaggerated and even a bit ridiculous, they did not feel harsh to everyone, but instead found them very pleasant.

"So, smash it for me! Smash the source of all evil in this time!" Lin Feng shouted.

"Smash it!" Many gang members immediately swarmed up and overturned the 'copper bull', the symbol of Wall Street, and then smashed it to pieces.

Among them, Huaxingshe wanted to rush over and smash them together several times, but was stopped by 'Langya'. Of course, this is what Lin Feng meant. These gang members are tempted to be 'saviors', but that is because they are simple-minded. You, the 'Huaxing Society', should not participate. If you want to participate, what's the point?

This time, Lin Feng was planning to turn the matter into a riot. A gang member carefully changed his face and wanted to be a good person and become the savior of the gang. There will definitely be a lot of criticism among them, so it is best for the ‘Huaxing Society’ not to get involved in this, so as not to cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"And this stock exchange, this building, demolish it for me!" Lin Feng pointed at the New York Stock Exchange again.

The New York Stock Exchange has a long history. Of course, as the headquarters of the New York Stock Exchange, this building is located at 11 Wall Street in New York City. It was opened in 1903 and has a total of sixteen trading booths. Each trading booth has sixteen to twenty trading counters. All are equipped with modern office equipment and communication facilities. The exchange's main business objects are stocks, followed by various domestic and foreign bonds.

Of course, with the evolution of the times, the layout of the trading floor has undergone some changes. It has become more bustling, more modern and more crowded. But no matter how it changes, this is the financial center of the world. The orders traded here every day amount to hundreds of billions or even trillions of dollars.

At this moment, this century-old building was blown down by these gangsters in an instant!

"For justice! Fire!" The gangster threw the grenade.

With a rumble, the century-old building at No. 11 Wall Street was reduced to ruins at this moment. Although they had suffered a catastrophe before this, many gangsters did not take anything against the building itself. What they destroyed was just the things inside the building. Although these gangsters were arrogant, rampant, and lawless, they But they are still not fearless, at least they will never dare to blow up all these buildings. But now, with Lin Feng's support, they dare to do anything and there are no taboos. Because if they follow Lin Feng physically and mentally, they will never suffer any loss.

"This, friend of sin, blow it up!" Lin Feng pointed at a building next to him and said.

Everyone rushed forward with a roar and smashed it!

"And this one, Brother Sin, smash it!" Lin Feng pointed at another adjacent building.

Many gang members pounced on him again.

Immediately, Lin Feng smashed wherever he pointed. A good Wall Street was smashed to pieces.

"And this building, the Federal Reserve Bank, blow it up for me!" Lin Feng pointed at the Federal Reserve Bank and said, "The source of all evil is stored in it, blow it up!" Lin Feng finally pointed at the Federal Reserve Bank and said.

"Ula~" Now, everyone was extremely happy. The Fed, that's a tough nut to crack. Although they have a large number of people, after the Federal Reserve closes the door, there is no way for outsiders to rush in. Although they know very well that there are a lot of dollars and a lot of gold inside, they can't get in. As long as you can't get in, there's nothing you can do. Therefore, everyone has been waiting for Lin Feng's order.

"Blow it up!" everyone shouted.

Of course, if they could explode, they would have exploded and rushed in, instead of waiting until now. But just now, everyone didn't have any heavy weapons in their hands, but now it's completely different. Lin Feng has rockets here.

"Boom~" Several rockets passed by, and the door of the Federal Reserve was suddenly opened. This time, everyone's eyes turned really green. This is the Federal Reserve, the world's first bank, the richest bank in the richest country, controlling the issuance of US dollars. These gang members have long been salivating over the covetousness of this bank. There was nothing I could do before, but now that the hole was open, I naturally rushed in without hesitation.

"Da da~ da da da" A few security guards' gunshots occasionally came from inside, but they would soon be covered up by the sound of heavy submachine gun fire. For these gangsters, if they can't even deal with a group of security guards, then they might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes!

"Dollars! Dollars! Gold! Gold!" All the gang members rushed in!

"Boss, this is not good!" Zheng Zha and others frowned.

Lin Feng smiled.

"Okay, why is it bad! This thing is very good!" Lin Feng said with a smile, "Since they are going to take action, then I don't mind completely destroying Wall Street. Terrorist attacks will indeed cause the stock market to plummet, but Wall Street will not Where is the stock market?" To be continued.