The world's richest man: I am a stock god

Time passed quietly while waiting.

This day was a normal day for everyone.

No one thought that such an ordinary day would be recorded in history.

Tom is a travel backpacker. In 2001, all he owned was a long travel backpack, which contained his clothes, a certain tent, and some electronic equipment.

Add in a handheld DV and that's all his equipment.

Tom's way of making a living is to capture the beautiful scenery and experiences from all over the world through DV, and post them on the Internet to earn living expenses.

On this day, Tom came to the World Art Center Building. This landmark building in New York, USA, is not only the pride of the United States, but also one of the symbols of the global economic center.

Standing on a skyscraper opposite, Tom pointed the camera at himself, with the Shuangzi Building of the World Mao Art Center towering in the clouds in the background.

"Hello everyone, I am your old friend Tom. I am currently in Niuyue, one of the largest and most prosperous cities on the planet."

"Behind me is the famous Shuangzi Building of the World Mao Art Center. It is the pride of Niuyue and even the pride of the United States."

Tom enthusiastically introduced the buildings behind him. These videos will need to be edited before they can be released after he returns from filming.

But halfway through the recording, Tom suddenly heard panicked shouts from the tourists around him.

Tom was stunned and turned around, only to see a scene he would never forget.

An airplane appeared on the horizon and swooped down from the clouds.

The speed of the plane was extremely fast. It was originally just a black shadow about the size of a sesame seed or a mung bean, but in just a few blinks, its outline could be clearly seen.

At this moment, none of the witnesses, including Tom, realized how serious the matter was.

"Why is this plane flying so low?"

Tom immediately sensed that something was unusual.

In addition to backpacking, he is also a flying enthusiast. Although he is not a professional pilot, he also understands that in a city like New York where there are skyscrapers everywhere, the aircraft routes flying over the city have strict altitude requirements. .

The altitude of the plane in front of me was obviously significantly lower than the specified required altitude.

By some strange coincidence, Tom pointed the DV at the plane. At the same time, he shouted at the recording device: "Friends, what did I see? A plane, a plane flying very low!"

At this time, only ten seconds had passed since the plane appeared.

The continuously lowering altitude and increasing speed make this aircraft more and more clear and huge in people's eyes.

"Oh, my God, this plane is flying too low. It is very dangerous. I can even clearly see the windows and the painting on the plane. It is an American airliner!"

"Oh my god, it's flying towards Shuangzi Tower, what is it going to do!?"

The closer the distance, the stronger the impact of speed.

At this moment, countless witnesses, including Tom, could clearly hear the loud noise caused by the plane flying at low altitude.

Amidst the roar, the plane did not slow down, nor did it pull up. In the eyes of countless people who were stunned and disbelieving, it rushed into the main building of Shuangzi Building!

boom!

There was a huge and dull explosion, followed by a tremor like an earthquake.

Invisible shock waves radiated from the center of the impact. Tom sat down on the ground and even dropped the DV in his hand.

But Tom, whose scalp was numb and whose pores were standing on end, didn't hesitate at all. He picked up the DV like crazy and aimed it at the center of the impact.

At this time, there were continuous explosions in my ears, as well as the horrified and hysterical screams of the surrounding witnesses.

It can be seen that countless pedestrians are running away frantically on the street. From a high altitude, like ants that have been stabbed in their nest, countless heads are fleeing frantically from the scene.

Above, the main building of Shuangzi Building was filled with thick smoke, and a black-red flame exploded from the center of the impact.

Thick smoke steamed up, covering the upper part of Shuangzi Building. It was unknown how many people were deprived of their lives in an instant without even having time to react.

But the most tragic thing was the survivors who were trapped in the high-rise buildings. They gradually suffocated to death in the thick smoke. Some people opened the windows and tried to escape by jumping off the building, but the high-rise buildings hundreds of meters away almost completely cut off their way of survival. .

"Oh my God! Oh my God!"

Tom yelled hysterically, his vocal cords almost torn, so that his voice had an unpleasant hoarse feeling.

"What happened? Did a war break out!?"

The whole city seemed to be in complete chaos. The sirens of fire trucks came from every corner of the city. People in Niuyue City, no matter where they were, could see the rolling fire in the direction of Shuangzi Tower that was about to cover the sky no matter where they were. General thick fog.

A sense of panic, like doomsday, instantly enveloped the whole city.

Countless people were screaming and running away. They were like aimless, headless flies who just wanted to hide in a safe place.

Before this moment, the American people had never thought that as citizens of the world's most powerful country, they would one day be shrouded in such a terrifying shadow.

The subsequent explosions and the shaking of the ground made Tom realize that his current position was dangerous.

He even clearly saw a white-collar worker jumping from a height of 100 meters from a window upstairs in Shuangzi, and then disappeared in the thick black smoke and red firelight.

I felt constant vibrations under my feet, as if the skyscraper I was in was no longer safe.

Tom heard the familiar roar again in his ears. He raised his head and saw another black spot breaking through the clouds and flying from high altitude in the distance.

At this moment, Tom was frightened out of his body.

"Also, there is a plane!"

Tom yelled in horror, as if he had seen the most terrifying evil spirit. He no longer dared to hesitate, turned around and ran away.

After a few minutes.

Boom!

The second plane crashed into Building 2 of Shuangzi Building.

The two impacts directly penetrated the six floors in the middle of Shuangzi Building, smashing through everything from the inside to the outside.

The explosion claimed the lives of hundreds of people in an instant. The most terrifying thing was the subsequent fire and thick smoke, which caused the number of casualties to increase exponentially.

Running frantically out of the skyscraper, Tom was caught in the flow of people fleeing for his life. He suddenly heard a roar like the sky falling.

Turning his head, his pupils reflected the horrific scene of the successive collapse of No. 12 Shuangzi Building of the World Mao Art Center.

At this moment, Tom felt cold all over and his heartbeat almost stopped. Nothing was more shocking than the scene in front of him.

"The United States... is over." Tom groaned.

What he didn't know was that at the same time, a third plane hit another building.

Here is the center of the U.S. Military Department.

I hang the building.