Chapter 212: DIY Molotov cocktails
Ling Xiao's family of three quickly took off the gasoline from the car and then spread it along the ground along the car, looking at the zombies that were already close at hand, Ling Xiao took his parents back and took out the lighter. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Syllable!
A thumb-sized flame flickered on the lighter, and Ling Xiao smirked and threw the lighter into the gasoline-strewn floor.
The zombies just stepped into the gasoline-covered ground, and in an instant, flames rose from the ground, engulfing the countless zombies with just one breath.
Those zombies were scurrying around with the flames, and they slammed into the zombie group behind, and now it's okay...... The fire on one body spread to the other, and in this way, the fire spread to the bodies of countless zombies.
The zombies seemed to sense the danger and scattered and fled, leaving only the zombies that were constantly burning and screaming in pain by the flames turned into soot little by little.
The young man saw everything in his eyes from the windowsill and immediately shouted: "Goodjob! β
Ling Xiao seemed to sense his presence, staring coldly from the flames, and for a moment the young man collapsed to the ground in fright, cold sweat on his forehead continued to overflow.
What a terrible look...... At that moment, the young man seemed to be suffocated, as if he had walked around the underworld, and his eyes did not look like human eyes.
Filled with endless killing intent, cold and ruthless, at that moment, the young people all had the idea of killing themselves. Fear, endless fear, even scarier than that ugly creature called a zombie......
Also, was Ling Xiao's time in the other world in vain?
He just used a little killing intent, which was enough to scare ordinary people.
Looking at the zombies that had retreated outside the flames, Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel distressed, now it was embarrassing!
Although they blocked the zombies, they also imprisoned their family in the flames. Behind him and on both sides are high walls, and it is impossible to get out.
Originally, he could rush out by taking advantage of the opportunity for the zombies to push away, but looking at the raging fire, Ling Xiao knew that the fire would not stop without a moment and a half.
Moreover, the fire burned with the meaning of extending to the trees, and the countless cars not far from the flames were also a major hidden danger.
If the fire spreads and the cars explode, it will be difficult for the family not to die.
Ling Xiao thought about it and sighed suddenly, for the sake of today, he had to return to the house and make plans.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao could only shake his head and sigh and take his parents back to the suite.
As soon as he entered the unit building, the young man from before actually ran over flatteringly and nodded at Ling Xiao's parents and said, "Big brother, uncle and aunt, you run away and take me with you, please!" β
However, Ling Xiao hadn't settled accounts with him yet, he actually dared to come to the door.
He immediately punched the man in the face, and then kicked him against the wall.
Ahem...... A mouthful of blood spat out, and before the young man could come to his senses, Ling Xiao walked over with a gloomy face and kicked the man in the chest again.
Ling's mother was a little unbearable and wanted to admonish Ling Xiao, but Ling's father quietly pulled her. Although he also felt that it was a little too much, but when he thought that it was this kid who had harmed their whole family and almost died, his face suddenly sank.
The young man rubbed his chest in pain and begged for mercy: "Big brother, yes, I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to. β
Hmph, Ling Xiao snorted coldly and said, "That's on purpose?" β
Then he pulled up the young man and punched him hard, Ling Xiao scolded angrily with a gloomy face: "It's all you, bastard, who almost killed our family!" β
"If you want to die, you can die yourself, don't take off our family!!"
After speaking, Ling Xiao punched the young man's left eye, causing a big bruise.
The rest of the producers all cowered when they saw the zombies retreat for the time being.
Seeing that Ling Xiao kept beating Ling Xiao, some people ignored it indifferently, but some of the surviving aunts and old men couldn't bear to admonish: "Guy, it's enough to vent, you will die if you continue to fight." β
Hearing this, Ling's father and Ling's mother couldn't help but sigh, and finally reluctantly admonished Ling Xiao.
Hearing his parents persuade him to let him go, Ling Xiao could only helplessly bypass him temporarily, but he was just a leper dog who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and Ling Xiao didn't care.
But he didn't know that when the young man lowered his head, his fists clenched, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes: "Damn fellow, I, Wei Zhong, swear, this revenge will not be avenged!" β
Seeing that everyone had gathered, I couldn't help but feel distressed when I saw that more than half of these dozen people were aunt-level characters.
A young man like him, apart from himself and Wei Zhong, was only a weak four-eyed high school student, and he couldn't form a combat power at all.
It's just a bunch of local chickens and dogs, vulnerable.
As soon as the zombies came, Ling Xiao assured that these guys would instantly throw away their armor and run away.
Just as everyone was discussing how to escape, the four-eyed high school student weakly stretched out his index finger and said, "That, that, I seem to have a way." β
When everyone heard this, they were immediately interested.
Ling Xiao motioned for the high school student to continue, so the high school student pushed his eyes and said, "Judging from the previous situation, these zombies seem to be afraid of flames, I think we can use Molotov cocktails to open the way." β
Wei Zhong was beaten by Ling Xiao before, and he held his breath in his heart, and immediately refuted: "Where are our Molotov cocktails?!" β
As soon as the high school student talked about knowledge, he instantly wanted to change his person, his eyes were full of wisdom, and he was silent for a while: "I know how to make Molotov Molotov cocktails, this is not difficult to make. β
When Ling Xiao heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Naturally, he had also heard of the famous Molotov Molotov cocktail, so when he heard the high school student mention it, he instantly understood his thoughts.
So, Ling Xiao asked everyone if they had any materials.
After about a quarter of an hour, everyone gathered on Ling Xiao's floor, looking at the materials in front of them. Ling Xiao and the high school student glanced at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly, such a little alcohol is estimated to be enough to make four Molotov cocktails.
But now that it's over, what else can they do?
After a while, four Molotov cocktails were freshly baked, and seeing that the fire below had gradually become smaller, those zombies gathered again.
Ling Xiao knew that he couldn't wait, otherwise he would really have no place to die if more zombies gathered in a few days.
Although most of them expressed their willingness to flee with Ling Xiao and the others, there were still those who stubbornly believed that they should wait for the police and military to rescue them.
For such a person, Ling Xiao stopped talking directly, anyway, without you, I would be one less burden.
It's really naΓ―ve and ridiculous, in the face of such a heavenly crisis, you still want to rely on others to rescue?
Don't you know that at this time, others are also difficult to protect themselves, how can they save you, an outsider you don't know!