Chapter 1187: Set fire to self-immolation downstairs in the securities market?

Li Feng was once full of confidence, thinking that his carefully planned plan could easily defeat Xingchen Securities, but reality cruelly tore his pride apart.

He stood at the door of Xingchen Securities Company, his eyes were red and his eyes were about to burst.

The pain of failure stabbed deeply into his heart like a sharp knife, and he was unwilling to accept such a result.

Anger burned in his chest, like a blazing fire, almost swallowing him whole.

"Impossible! This is impossible!" He roared in a low voice, clenching his hands into fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, and blood dripping on the ground, but he was completely unaware of it.

Reluctance and shame surged into his heart like a tide, and he felt as if he was being weighed down by an invisible mountain and suffocating him.

He couldn't stand such a failure, let alone face the reality that his carefully planned plan came to nothing.

The crowd around them stopped