Li Ming, 28 years old, is an executive at a well-known private company.

To put it mildly, it is called an administrative officer, but to put it mildly, he is the one who pours tea and water for the leader in the enterprise.

If you want to do this kind of work well, you must have the ability to observe words and looks.

Li Ming is a leader among them, and because of this, he is like a fish in water in the enterprise.

However, in the current situation, Li Ming didn't think that the zombies downstairs would listen to his sycophants.

If you want to get out alive, you have to find a way!

And he already has a way.

"Zhang Hao, you should also understand that staying here is not a way, we will all starve to death." Holding the gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, Li Ming said to Zhang Hao: "You also saw those people fleeing just now, although those monsters outside are terrifying, but in fact their speed is not fast, I think we can take advantage of the dark sky to sneak out from here." ”

"Sneak out? Where can we go? "Zhang Hao is a little confused." Isn't it good to just wait here for rescue? ”

"Rescue? By the time help came, we would have starved to death! A hint of anger flashed in Li Ming's eyes, this dead fat man was completely a burden, if it wasn't for the next little effect, Li Ming wouldn't talk nonsense with him at all.

Unlike Zhang Hao, Li Ming didn't believe that there would be rescue at all, to be precise, he had stayed with those high-ranking leaders for a long time, and he was more or less exposed to the rules of the upper class, he knew very well that in the event of such a terrorist attack, the first thing the army should focus on protecting would definitely not be civilians like them who had no identity and no background.

If you want to live, you can only rely on yourself!

"Didi-Di-"

He was about to open his mouth to continue persuading Zhang Hao, when suddenly, there was a shrill car horn outside the window.

Li Ming was stunned, then reacted and immediately rushed to the window.

At the end of the street, a shiny black sedan drove in at some point, slowly driving down the street, while honking its horn incessantly.

"Dididi——!"

Dozens of zombies on the street heard the sound of the horn and rushed towards the direction of the car with stiff steps, and even many zombies in the apartment were led out.

"What is this doing?"

Li Ming was completely blinded by the car's behavior, but when he saw that the zombies were attracted away by the car, he immediately realized that the opportunity to escape from the predicament had come!

……

Wang Peng looked at the group of more than a dozen zombies that were gradually gathering in front of him, and his face turned a little blue.

"Hey, you just have a Molotov cocktail, can you burn so many zombies?"

In his impression, Molotov cocktails are simple throwables that are filled with half a bottle of alcohol or gasoline, and then stuffed with strips of cloth and ignited and thrown out.

Arnold pulled out a black bottle from his waist that was about the size of a beer bottle.

"This military-specific military Molotov cocktail is full of fuel mixtures with very low ignition points, and as long as they gather together, they can all burn out."

Wang Peng maintained a certain skepticism about this, but there was nothing to lose by trying, if they had a car, they could run away directly, and the slow-moving zombies had no way to take them.

"Ready to get started."

The sky was already much darker than before, and the visibility was gradually weakening, so Wang Peng wanted to try to get it done before it was completely dark.

Arnold didn't say a word, opened the door without hesitation and stepped out of the car, holding a Molotov cocktail in his hand and quietly watching the zombies slowly approach.

When the fastest zombie was already within 50 meters of him, Arnold shook his hand and threw the Molotov cocktail out.

The Molotov cocktail smashed into the zombie's feet with incredible precision and shattered.

"Boom!"

As the night gradually darkened, a dazzling fire suddenly erupted.

The flames scattered like fireworks, instantly forming a wide range of burning belts!

The dazzling firelight made Wang Peng couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, although it was far away, but looking at the firelight that could reach a height of almost two meters, he could even feel the suffocating scorching temperature.

"Molotov cocktails, deceitful, aren't you? It's actually a miniature flamethrower, right? ”

Although Wang Peng complained on his lips, he was extremely excited in his heart.

What's the big deal with a mere Molotov cocktail? This is a Molotov cocktail from Red Alert!

You know, the technology tree in the Red Alert is quite weird, the Soviet Union can have magnetic explosion infantry, Yuri, an extremely unscientific technology class, and the Allies have developed Guangling and space teleportation technology, which is simply science fiction.

Against this backdrop, what is the point of developing a fuel blend with excellent combustion efficiency?

The zombies without intelligence rushed into the flames one after another like moths to the flames, and then one by one they turned into burning people and rushed out.

The money did not increase for the first time, and Wang Peng was not in a hurry, and after beckoning Arnold to get into the car, he drove the car slowly backwards.

When the first burning zombie fell to the ground convulsively, Wang Peng's face couldn't help but bloom with joy.

"It's done!"

Sure enough, the zombies burned by Molotov cocktails will also increase the system's money.

In this case, the speed of making money will be much, much faster than expected.

It is estimated that in a few days, he will be able to summon a second mobilizer!

Suddenly, Wang Peng's eyes froze.

The sky was dark, but the burning flames made the surrounding visibility clear again.

He keenly caught a very fast shadow rushing towards him from the edge of the apartment building.

"Arnold!"

Wang Peng's heart jumped suddenly, the speed of zombies is not so fast! Could it be some new monster?

Arnold understood, and immediately leaned out of the car window and pointed his gun at the black shadow.

"Don't! Don't shoot! I'm normal! ”

To Wang Peng's surprise, the black shadow stopped immediately when the gun was pointed at him, and shouted loudly.

"I'm not one of those monsters! It doesn't matter who you are! Please, save me! Can you bring me on? ”

After stopping, Wang Peng could finally see the appearance of this person clearly.

This is a man about 1.8 meters tall and of ordinary stature, wearing suit pants, a white shirt, and gold-rimmed glasses, looking polite and polite.

Although he looks a little embarrassed, he doesn't seem to be infected by zombies.

"There's no place for my car, you can figure it out yourself."

Wang Peng's fluttering words made Li Ming's heart cold for a while.

"No location? Are you kidding? The back seat is empty! What does it mean to have no seats? ”

The aggressive tone made Wang Peng frown.