Chapter 242: Chapter 183: Drenched by the Sewage Tank, 20 Years in Prison—Are You Satisfied with This Wish?

The onlookers were like this, let alone the mother and daughter, Gao Cuixia.

The tank, relentless, exploded directly, delivering a soul-drenching experience to them.

At this moment, the mother and daughter, covered in filth, seemed to be under an Immobilization Spell, their bodies stiff and unable to move.

Only one thought occupied their minds: Have I been bathed in feces and urine?

At that moment, both of them felt a wish to die rising within them.

But it wasn’t over yet, the tank continued its momentum, heading downhill.

"Holy crap, you two need to dodge!"

The tank driver panicked, shouting in broken Mandarin.

But Gao Cuixia and her daughter were still buzzing in their heads, unable to hear a word.

They could only watch with wide eyes as the tank crashed into them, producing several bone-cracking sounds, and their bodies were pushed along with the tank.

Thankfully, they were almost at the foot of the mountain, where the slope flattened out, and the surrounding vegetation and stones quickly halted the tank.

Not far away, incense burners watched the live stream, half dry-heaving, their faces pale, yet with an indescribable glee in their eyes.

"Stop watching and lend a hand, come help rescue them."

Zheng Kaiping, trying to control his expression, pulled Officer Xiaoli by the arm and rushed to the scene.

Watching the two officers rush forward, many others donned masks and moved forward with grins to help.

Soon, they found them by the small river dozens of meters away.

Gao Cuixia tightly hugged a large stone, her eyes vacant, mumbling incoherently.

Mr. Fan was in better shape, struggling to rise out of the river, but every attempt was followed by a painful grimace, forcing him to sit back, large beads of cold sweat constantly dripping from his face.

"Looks like the leg is broken."

With experience, Zheng Kaiping quickly assessed the problem.

"Captain Zheng, how do we rescue them?" a big brother asked with a wide grin.

Zheng Kaiping didn’t answer, first covering his nose, and surveyed the surroundings.

The tank, since its initial explosion, hadn’t released much yellow and white material until it rolled to this spot and completely burst, dyeing the area yellow.

Especially the small river, having little flow, now presented a scene of stagnant, mingled yellow shades with a pungent rotten egg smell fermenting.

The best rescue method was obviously to enter the river and move them to the shore.

The current state made the attempt challenging as the creeping yellow substance on them tested everyone’s emotional threshold.

"Xiaoli, go to the car and bring the rope."

After a brief thought, Zheng Kaiping decided to use a rope to drag them over.

Since Mr. Fan was still relatively conscious, she could grab the rope with one hand while holding onto her mother, allowing everyone to pull them together.

Soon, the rope was tossed towards them, and Captain Zheng shouted, "Grab the rope, we’ll pull you and your mother over."

Mr. Fan grabbed the rope with one hand and attempted to cover her face with the other, but feeling only sticky slime, she buried her head lower, clutching Gao Cuixia as they were dragged ashore by the crowd.

Seeing this, the viewers in the live chat were thoroughly entertained.

"Is she seriously trying to cover her face? She’s got a face thicker than the Great Wall, can’t believe she’d be shy!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, trying to cover her face and realizing it’s all covered in feces and urine, just grabbing and staying silent, cracks me up."

"Sweet satisfaction, this buddy’s enjoying it, serves her right, this gold digger’s got her fill this time, the flavor of dredging the river must be unforgettable, hehe."

...

Quickly, the two were dragged from the river to the shore.

Which was close to the road at the foot of the mountain, and the commotion naturally attracted more spectators.

The newcomers, though unaware of events, intended to offer humanitarian aid but were quickly dissuaded by the overwhelming environment.

Even the ambulance crew, upon seeing their state, frowned deeply.

They had seen plenty of blood, but an incessant flow of feces was a first!

"Haha, bet as soon as these two are delivered, the driver will rush to the car wash."

"Alright, alright, you’ve got skills! Discovering even this while folks are holding back their disgust, a tiny move not wanting you to catch on, come on, don’t do it again next time."

...

Despite reluctance, the medical staff lifted them into the ambulance.

Once the ambulance departed, the incense burners began to disperse.

They had seen enough and didn’t want to remain under biological attack.

Ning An glanced at the live stream, reflecting, "It’s not that there won’t be retribution, it’s just that the time hasn’t come."

Returning to the temple and explaining the situation to the remaining incense burners, Changchun Temple made an unprecedented closure before sunset.

It couldn’t be blamed on him; the road was essential for descending the mountain, and if the incense burners delayed further, they’d soon be unable to leave due to the fermenting of yellow and white materials in the tank.

Sure enough, just half an hour later, Dragon Country was ablaze in trending topics.

Online, everywhere were videos of Gao Cuixia and her daughter colliding with the tank, covered in yellow and white material.

Below the videos were countless remarks of mockery.

"Whoa, what’s up with this tank truck? How can the driver be so careless, letting one tank earn this much money. Too outrageous!"

"One for everybody, absolutely everybody! I’m talking about the folks present; each should have one, so that in situations like this, none would go hungry or disappointed."