Chapter 271 - Scene of slaughter (1/2)

Chapter 271: Scene of slaughter

The motorcyclists racing at high speed finally discovered Old Yang in front of them, along with his trash wheelbarrow which was parked right in the middle of the road. For the 10+ motorcycles which raced each other, the ones in front were still able to avoid Old Yang, but that was impossible for the motorcycles in the middle and back of the pack.

The motorcyclists tried to brake, but four heavy motorcycles crashed into Old Yang’s trash wheelbarrow! Although they were braking, it was impossible for the motorcyclists to stop because of how fast they had been going. Actually, the motorcyclists had intentionally placed a very large rock at the entrance to Binhe Road in order to block off the road to other cars. They hadn’t expected that they would meet Old Yang in the middle of the night without his bright street cleaner uniform on, all because Old Yang was in a hurry to try and get a dance in with some old women early in the morning!

Well, such an accident happened because of unexpected coincidence. This accident was truly horrific. Although the other motorcycles had managed to avoid Old Yang, over to the side, two motorcycles scraped each other because of trying to avoid Old Yang. The two motorcycles seemed just like fragile potato chips as both motorcycles instantly fell apart!

The four young men and young women on these two motorcycles were all tossed into a garden nearby the roadside. One of the young men had his leg cut off by the wheel of another motorcycle as he flew into the garden! His leg was cut off as easily as if a knife was slicing through tofu! His leg was instantly crushed into ground meat with bones!

The four who were tossed into the garden didn’t even make a single sound as they all instantly died! All that was left were motorcycle wheels rolling off into the distance while covered in blood.

Meanwhile, Old Yang had his mouth wide open as he watched the first of the four motorcycles crash into his trash wheelbarrow. *CLANG!* A tremendous sound transmitted far in the air!

Who knew if Old Yang’s luck was good or bad today? Originally, he had simply wanted to finish his work early in the morning so that he could go dancing with some old women. However, he met with these motorcyclists who didn’t care about their own lives. But, maybe he also had a little good luck, after all. His trash wheelbarrow was of excellent quality and extremely sturdy because street sweepers were often picked on. It had been welded out of iron plates which were the thickness of his arm. Additionally, there was also a large and heavy rock inside the wheelbarrow.

Foul-smelling smoke, which was the scent of burning rubber, arose as the four motorcycles crashed into the trash wheelbarrow one by one. The impact was far too powerful. The trash wheelbarrow’s iron handle directly penetrated Old Yang’s stomach, sticking into his body like it was a porcupine quill, going in as easily as a candle would into a birthday cake. The trash wheelbarrow fell over onto Old Yang’s chest. This powerful impact broke at least seven or eight of his rib bones! Not only that, these were all segmental fractures.

One of the four motorcycles was now out of control due to having lost its rider. This motorcycle ran right over Old Yang’s right leg. *Crack!* His right lower leg instantly snapped! Old Yang immediately fainted due to the swift and tremendous pain!

Although Old Yang’s trash wheelbarrow had fallen over and injured him, it also managed to protect him! His head and spine didn’t suffer any serious impact! This was perhaps his small good fortune among great misfortune.

For the first three motorcycles which crashed into the trash wheelbarrow, these motorcycles had all fallen over before the crash. The three young men and three young women were all squeezed together by inertia as these three motorcycles crashed into the trash wheelbarrow.

The youngsters’ fragile necks all exploded into bright red smithereens! Even though the young men were indeed wearing helmets, those helmets were all easily crushed as if they were paper due to how powerful this impact was.

Bright red blood spurted like a gushing fountain, accompanied by rising smoke from the motorcycles! White brain matter splattered all over the road, just as if a bowl of oatmeal had been poured everywhere!

These six young lives all instantly became corpses! The only good part was that at least they hadn’t felt much pain. Their brains and necks had been the first to shatter, which meant that they would probably no longer feel pain while dying.

Following these three motorcycles was the white motorcycle with the teenaged middle school girl. She was really excited. This seemed so fun, way too fun to her! The loud motorcycle noises and amazing speed made her so excited! She felt like she was flying!

The other three motorcycles had noticed Old Yang earlier, so they had also braked earlier. This white motorcycle had been the very last motorcycle in the pack, so the rider didn’t notice Old Yang until the distance was extremely close already. This rider wasn’t very skilled at handling a motorcycle, and he immediately braked, causing him to flip over together with his white motorcycle. This motorcycle flipped over Old Yang and the trash wheelbarrow. As the motorcycle kept flipping, motorcycle parts and the rider’s body parts kept being flung out in succession. His hand, which still had a motorcycle glove on it, flew all the way into the branches of a tree by the roadside.