"Empty...empty?!"
Shih Huai-ya, Madden, and the others collapsed onto the sofa with a "plop."
"Empty...what does that mean?"
Newbijian was even more unable to accept this reality, "How could it be empty? That's the exchange's inventory! That's..."
"It means..."
James explained helplessly, "There isn't a single ounce of silver left in the exchange's vault that can be used for 'delivery'!"
"And we..."
James pointed to the Newbikin account showing a floating profit of "+1.5 billion US dollars," and said, "We have... short contracts worth more than 2.5 billion US dollars!"
"Big boss! We're being squeezed out! We have to buy back the physical goods to close our positions before the contracts expire! But... but there are no physical goods left on the market!"
That mysterious buyer… he bought up all the available stock!
"No...no...no..."
Niu Bijian shook his head frantically.
He suddenly remembered the name he least wanted to believe.
"Kobayashi Tenno!!"
"It must be that oriental bastard!!"
He finally connected everything!
News of Kobayashi Tenmoku trading silver futures!
He accused Kobayashi Tenno and the Hunt brothers of manipulating the silver futures market...
Could all of this have been deliberately "leaked" to him by Kobayashi Tenno?
His goal was to crash the market...
It was Kobayashi Tenmoku who used his influence and the Hunt brothers' panic to drive the price down from its high to $10!
His inner monologue roared wildly: "He's not the prey we've surrounded... On the contrary, he... he's the hunter... hiding in the back, waiting to reap everything! He... he's treating us all as... tools!"
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood, which he could no longer hold back, gushed out of Niu Bijian's mouth, splattering all over the expensive Persian carpet!
"Kindergarten!!"
Just as Hong Kong was in chaos, engulfed in apocalyptic panic.
COMEX, Trading Floor.
The price quote device, which had been completely soldered shut for over an hour and remained stuck at "$10.00", suddenly... flashed!
$10.01!
Immediately afterwards!
$10.05!
$10.10!
$10.20!
Silver prices... have begun a rapid rebound and surge!
...
The Savoy Hotel, London.
Lin Huowang calmly issued the second, and most fatal, order:
"Second Legion Spot Trading Group, fall silent. Your mission... is complete. First Legion Futures Trading Group... drive up prices like crazy!"
After saying that, Lin Huowang picked up the satellite phone that was specifically used to connect to the Huo family in Hong Kong.
...
Villas in Deep Water Bay, Hong Kong Island.
Fok Ying-tung and his son Fok Chun-ting were staring intently at the "Great Wall of $10" on the screen, extremely excited.
They just received a notification from the Swiss bank that the billion dollars... has really arrived!
"It's Kobayashi..."
Huo Zhenting's voice trembled with excitement, "He...he really held on! And he...he's the mystery buyer! He...he just bought up all the stock..."
Just then, the red dedicated phone line rang shrilly.
Huo Yingdong took a deep breath and suddenly grabbed the phone: "Mr. Lin!"
"Huo Sheng, it's me. I guess the exchange's death warrant has arrived again?" Lin Huowang asked with a smile.
On the other end of the phone, Huo Yingdong, unusually excited, exclaimed, "Yes! One billion US dollars! They want another one billion US dollars from us! Mr. Lin! I... I just saw the money arrive... This... this..."
"Mr. Huo, calm down. I called about this. The counterattack begins now."
Prices will skyrocket from now on, and our profits will soar. Ninety percent of the spot silver is in our hands; we set the price! Margin? Ha! If the US government raises the price again, I'll push it even higher. Let's see who can't hold on first. Can the world's industries still function without silver?
Lin Huowang spoke the most ruthless words in the calmest tone, showing no regard for even one of the most powerful governments in the world.
...
Hong Kong Island, Hong Kong Club.
While Newbridge and the others were at a loss, James immediately shouted:
"Big Class! Prices! Prices have rebounded! That mysterious buyer... he... he... he's started buying futures! $10.50... $11.00... $15.00..."
Newt G. turned sharply to look at the futures quote screen, at the glaring green upward signal.
He, a gambler holding a huge short position, is now imprisoned in... a gladiatorial arena with zero physical trading volume.
And the competitor that bought up all the available stock is now... raising prices sharply again.
Niu Bijian was now in utter despair.
He knew this was no longer about how much money he would lose. This was... a limitless... short squeeze massacre against the short sellers!
...
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