The high-speed motorcycle finally found Lao Yang in front of him and the garbage cart parked in the middle of the road. There were more than a dozen motorcycles chasing each other. The ones in the front were better and could be avoided, but they were concentrated in the middle and rear. The motorcycle was immediately out of action.
As soon as the brakes were applied, four heavy motorcycles rushed to Lao Yang's garbage truck! Although it is already decelerating, the huge inertia cannot stop it. The big rocks at the Binhe intersection were actually obstacles they placed to block vehicles from entering Binhe Avenue. Unexpectedly, I met Lao Yang who was eager to dance! ~
Unexpectedly, such an unexpected and tragic accident occurred. The other motorcycles dodged. Although they dodged, two motorcycles still bumped into each other on the side of Lao Yang because of their avoidance. The motorcycles that hit each other fell apart like crispy potato chips!
The two men and women in the car were thrown directly into the garden on the roadside. One of the riders had one of his legs broken by the wheel of the motorcycle that was dodged by the other! As easy as cutting tofu with a knife, the calf was twisted into bone-in meat fillings in an instant!
The four people thrown into the garden didn't even make a sound! There are only wheels that are still rolling, and the blood-stained wheels roll alone into the distance!
Lao Yang opened his mouth and looked at the motorcycle rushing in front of him. "Bang!" The huge impact sound spread into the distance! I don’t know whether Lao Yang’s luck is good or bad.
I originally wanted to finish my work early and go dance with an old lady, but I met these guys who were desperate for their lives. It's bad luck, and a bit of luck. This garbage truck is made of sanitation workers who tend to get angry easily, so the quality is particularly good. It's almost made of welded steel plates as thick as the palm of your hand, and there's a big rock inside the truck.
Just like that, the wheels of four motorcycles, emitting unpleasant green smoke, directly hit the garbage truck. The energy was so great that the steel bars on the garbage truck's wheels spread out and pierced into Lao Yang's belly like a hedgehog. They bloomed on Lao Yang's belly like candles on a birthday cake! The garbage truck pressed on Lao Yang's chest, and the energy was instantaneous, click! At least seven or eight ribs connected to the sternum were broken. And there were multiple fractures.
The lower body was directly run over by one of the motorcycles that lost its rider and lost control, click! The calf of the right lower limb was broken directly! Huge, intense, and rapid pain struck, and Lao Yang rolled his eyes and fell into a coma!
It was because of this garbage truck that, although it fell on Lao Yang's body, it still protected him and his head and cervical vertebrae were not seriously hit! Fortunately among misfortunes.
Among them, the riders of three motorcycles and the three girls behind the motorcycles fell down before the impact. As the inertia and the motorcycles hit the garbage truck together, the six people were directly squeezed together.
The fragile neck exploded like a twist, and under the impact of the huge kinetic energy, the motorcycle rider's hat was reduced to pieces like paper.
Blood, red blood, accompanied by the motorcycle smoke scattering like a fountain! The brains and white brains were scattered all over the floor, like a bowl of spilled tofu brains, almost with coriander and chili!
Six young lives turned into corpses in an instant! Well, at least it won't be painful. If the brain and neck are broken first, there should be no pain before death.
Following these three motorcycles was a white motorcycle. The little girl in the third grade of junior high school was sitting on this car. She was excited, exciting, and so exciting. The loud sound of the engine and the fast speed are so exciting! It's all going to heaven.
The other Sanliang vehicles spotted it early and braked early. When the car following behind found it, it was already very close. The rider of the two knives suddenly braked and immediately joined the white motorcycle. Somersaulting over Lao Yang and his garbage truck. As he turned over, he kept throwing out the parts of the motorcycle and the rider, and his hand, one with a motorcycle glove, flew up to the branches on the roadside.
The brakes were too sharp, and the little girl behind was like a rag doll thrown out by its owner, flailing her limbs and screaming, she really went to the sky! Flying in the air! Snapped! It was thrown directly into a pond on the side of the road where water was used to water flowers, making a sound like a rotten box falling to the ground. The screams stopped in shock!
There were more than a dozen motorcycles, and the riders and girls were trying to escape. What happened in this moment was over before they could even express surprise.
There were a total of six motorcycles involved in the accident. The little girl on the last one let out a scream. The others were instantly crushed to pieces like silent lambs or gagged slaves. .
The smart ones started their motorcycles and left the scene quickly without saying a word, without even looking at it again! Even if one of them left, they were not stupid. They ran away completely within a few dozen seconds. The girl in one of the cars felt inappropriate and finally couldn't hold it back and called 120.
"City hospital? There was a car accident at Shuiting Garden on Binhe Road. Someone died. Come quickly!" After saying that, he ignored the operator's questions and hung up the phone.
120 is just like 110. As long as someone calls the police, they have to be dispatched, regardless of whether it is true or false! Even if they are fake nine times, they will go if they really want to go once. Human life is more important than heaven, but these young people are playing with life like child's play. Finally, something big happened, and regrets were of no use!
On the 120 bus, Xiao Li yawned. In the early morning, when people are most sleepy, he had no time to spare that night. The weather is getting hot, and more and more people are going to bars and drinking beer and eating barbecue in the evening.
Drink some wine, and then: What are you looking at! I'll take a look! Then there was a crackling meal, with beer bottles flying, punches and kicks, and after the head was broken and blood flowed, the wine also woke up! Those who lose are hospitalized, while those who win are admitted to the police station.
Doctors at 120 hate summer nights the most. Almost every night there are people injured in fights, and drunkards whose heads are beaten like pig heads. They don't take advantage of each other and play dumb after they come to the hospital. No. Scolding doctors means pushing nurses, very, very much.
Generally, in this situation, if there are no police accompanying the hospital, the hospital will usually ask security guards from the security department to accompany them! You can control his hands, but you can't control his mouth!
Swearing, threats, everything. Really, the doctors in 120 have the highest injury rate. There is a pediatrician, an emergency department, and now a facial features department. It is not an exaggeration to say that sometimes it is like a battlefield!
Several unemployed people made trouble and had conflicts with the doctor. It didn't matter to him. At most, he would be detained for a few days, and it wasn't like he had never been in. But the doctor was in trouble. He kept writing, reporting, and explaining the situation to his superiors. It made him sick. It can disgust you to death! So often when encountering this kind of thing, doctors just tolerate it as long as they can, which is very difficult to do!
In the early morning, when even taxis were going home to rest, the 120 speeded on the city roads and arrived at the accident scene in about ten minutes. When Xiao Li saw the scene, he was shocked and has been working in emergency department for several years. He was a smart guy, so he had seen the world, but this scene really scared him.
Just like Shura field! Scattered limbs, legsless feet wearing high heels, stepped firmly in the middle of the road. The motorcycle parts were smoking and sparking, and under the 120's headlights, blood flowed on the road like a stream, and white brains covered the ground! I don’t know whose corsage it is, it’s stained with blood and slowly swaying in the breeze!
"Hurry, call, call quickly, call 110! Call the hospital!" Xiao Li's voice was trembling. The driver of 120 is a veteran. He was busy making phone calls. The emergency nurse’s legs were weak. It was so miserable!
