My legs were broken, so everyone in the crypto space needs to be careful, this is no joke.

Last night, I planned to hit the corner store for a pack of smokes.

I was just walking when suddenly two guys threw me in a car.

One guy covered my mouth while the other picked me up and tossed me into a van.

I kept shouting for help, help me out here.

But the guy covering my mouth was way too strong; I couldn't make a sound.

When he let go, I yelled: What do you want? Who are you? Are you guys making a mistake?

Out of nowhere, someone in the back yelled for me to stay put.

I hadn't even said a word, and my buddy next to me said, 'Don't waste your breath on him.'

Then he jabbed a needle into my neck, and I was out in less than 10 seconds.

When I woke up, I found myself on a mountain, surrounded by big trees.

Ahead stood five burly guys who seemed to be discussing something.

I looked around and saw that a big hole had already been dug next to me.

At that moment, I was really panicking, could they be planning to bury me alive?

While I was still thinking about how to escape, one guy noticed I was awake.

He walked over slowly, and his first line was: 'Finally awake, huh?'

I said: 'Big bro, what’s going on? Did you grab the wrong person?'

He asked me: 'Aren't you that guy who calls trades?'

At that moment, I was really scared, so I lied to him.

I said: 'I’m not, I’m not, you’ve got the wrong person.'

Suddenly, another one of his buddies raised a big hammer and smashed it down on my foot without saying a word. Crack!

I could clearly feel that my foot bones were already shattered.

That moment was extremely painful, a kind of pain that words can't express.

The leader asked me again: 'Aren't you the one who called out, “The institutions are entering, the institutions are entering” six years ago?'

At that moment, I was super anxious, should I admit it or not?

When the guy with the hammer raised it again, aiming for my other foot.

I shouted out loud: 'I am, I am, don’t smash me! I am…'

Once everyone heard me admit it, a few others came over.

At that moment, I was wondering if I had offended someone, if they were going to bury me alive now?

While I was still thinking, one guy with a cigarette in his mouth came up.

He slapped my face a few times and arrogantly asked: 'You are the trade caller, right?'

You’re the guy who called for people to buy the dip back then, telling all the bros this was the last chance to scoop up, right?

I didn’t dare to answer him, I was really confused at that moment.

I asked them: 'What are you guys planning? Why are you grabbing me?'

They all said in unison…

Next time there’s a good project and you don’t bring us in, we’ll break your legs…