The old man often warns us not to do things that cross the line, especially dangerous things. This is absolutely true.

Especially for the current survivors, they really understand the true meaning of this sentence.

Wang Qiang set fire to the cloth without any worries, but just as he was about to throw it off the balcony, an unexpected accident happened.

There is a very important step in production, that is, after completing all the repair work, you must remember to wipe away the flammable liquid remaining on the bottle.

But this was Tang Xiaoquan's first time making this thing. He had no production experience at all before, so it was reasonable for him not to know that it needed to be wiped and cleaned after completion, but this was very painful for Wang Qiang...

Good guy, the moment the flaming flames touched the cloth, the strong liquor stained on the bottle due to the previous insertion of the cloth suddenly burst into flames, and in just a moment, Wang Qiang's right hand holding the bottle was wrapped up.

within it.

He howled out almost subconsciously. The sudden burning sensation was like an electric shock, causing Wang Qiang to immediately let go of his hand, and then reflexively threw the object in his hand.

"Hadron! How are you?"

"Xiao Wang, you weren't hurt anywhere, were you?"

Anxious inquiries came from behind, and everyone's concern and worry could be seen in every word.

Wu Zi opened his palms, and the skin on Wang Qiang's palms was no longer as painful as before, but a large pink lump still appeared awkwardly in his palms.

Tang Xiaoquan already understood the reason for the accident just now, and he naturally felt quite guilty about this.

After all, no matter what, it was his carelessness that caused his brother's injury.

Fortunately, his brother's injury was not serious, otherwise Tang Xiaoquan might not be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"What about~ Qiangzi, go back home and rinse the wound with cold water, then put some soap on it!" Suddenly thinking of what his family did when he was burned in the past, Quanquan Xin hurriedly suggested.

"Yes! Yes! I saw Xiao Wen's method on TV. It should work!" Wu gave Wenquan Xin a confirming look and said in agreement.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay! It doesn't matter if your butt is burned!" Wang Qiang squeezed his palms nonchalantly and signaled everyone not to make a fuss.

However, just as the survivors were worried about Wang Qiang's injury, their thoughts were interrupted by a sudden roar from the bottom of the building.

Although there was still a distance of several meters, the survivors could still feel the heat waves rising from the bottom of the building.

The flickering firelight illuminated the sky above the entire building, and the rising black smoke floated in the air carrying an intrusive stench.

Tang Xiaoquan carefully poked his head out. What surprised him was that the walking corpses dressed in blazing fire were still there persistently shaking the iron door. They didn't regard the blazing fire that was burning them as a piece of metal.

Something happened.

Sure enough, it was enough! Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but admire these brainless beasts in his heart.

Let me ask, if it were any other species on earth, who could still maintain such a calm and calm attitude under such circumstances! The answer is obviously no!

Shaking his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, Tang Xiaoquan once again turned his attention to the group of walking corpses huddled together at the bottom of the building, the fire blazing into the sky, and then he suddenly realized a problem, a very serious problem.

Will the burning of the fire increase the "destruction" of the iron gate?

My heart can't help but tighten. Obviously, this is not impossible.

And if this could become a reality, it would really be self-defeating!

In order to avoid this tragedy, Tang Xiaoquan decided to take the risk and implement the previous plan again in order to make up for his mistakes.

Returning to the living room and standing in front of the wooden table again, Tang Xiaoquan calmed down for a while, and then began to operate.

As the saying goes, once is born, twice is familiar. Tang Xiaoquan, who has experienced the last time, is obviously much smoother in production this time.

All the steps were done almost in one go. Even though it was the pouring of wine that was most easily contaminated, he did it just right without any spillage.

However, for safety reasons, after completing the step of "putting the cloth into the bottle", Tang Xiaoquan still wiped the entire bottle with extreme caution. After making sure that no trace of wine stains were visible, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Molotov" is finished!

Only this time, Tang Xiaoquan didn't plan to let others try throwing again, because he really didn't want to see the "tragedy" happen again.

Wu Zi returned to his original position with the "Molotov cocktail" and Tang Xiaoquan took a look around.

He was looking for a suitable place to throw it later. After all, diverting the attention of the zombies was his ultimate purpose in doing this series of things.

After determining the target, Tang Xiaoquan turned around and nodded to Wang Qiang. The latter immediately lit the lighter in his hand knowingly, and then placed it against the cloth strip of the wine bottle that the former handed to him.

The rags soaked in wine ignited as expected. Almost instantly, a strong fire burst into flames.

Success! The "Molotov cocktail" is burning in the way Tang Xiaoquan expected in advance. So now that this is the case, next...

Suppressing the complex emotions of nervousness and excitement in his heart, Tang Xiaoquan turned slightly to the side, waited until his face was facing the target location, stood up decisively, and then threw forward vigorously.

The smooth glass glowed faintly under the sunlight, and the red flames moved faintly in the light, as if a naughty elf was flying in the middle.

Finally, after gliding for a distance of nearly tens of meters, the "Molotov cocktail" half filled with alcohol fell straight down and hit the ground.

"Crack," there was a crisp cracking sound, and with the sound, the white wine enclosed in the bottle poured out, and soon it ignited into a flame.

"Yes!" Tang Xiaoquan curled his arms and clenched his fists, and Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but make a "victory" gesture. Of course, compared to the success of setting fire to the "Molotov cocktail", he was more surprised by the reactions of the zombies around him.

Because just as the wine fell to the ground and was burning, the beasts who were still busy with the corpse-sliding door all turned their gazes, and those leaning on the periphery even began to move, staggering towards the firelight.

There is no doubt that Tang Xiaoquan's plan is feasible, but if he wants to lure away all the zombies at the iron gate under the wall, he will need to create a more powerful flame.

so……
Chapter completed!