The old man often warned us not to cross boundaries, especially for dangerous things, and these words were absolutely correct.
Especially for the survivors at present, they really understood the true aning of this phrase.
Wang Qiang lit the cloth strip without hesitation, but just as he was about to throw it off the balcony, an unforeseen accident happened.
There is a very important step in making an **, and that is to rember to wipe off any combustible liquid left on the bottle after completing all the preparation work.
But it was Tang Xiaoquan's first ti making this thing, and he had no prior experience with it. So it was understandable that he didn't know to wipe and clean it afterward; however, it did cause Wang Qiang so trouble...
Good heavens, when the blazing fla touched the cloth strip, the highly inflammable liquor that had stained the bottle from inserting the cloth imdiately burst into flas, in just a mont enveloping Wang Qiang's right hand.
He almost instinctively cried out in pain, the sudden burning sensation felt like an electric shock, causing Wang Qiang to imdiately loosen his grip, and reflexively threw the item in his hand away.
"Qiangzi! Are you okay?"
"Little Wang, you didn't get hurt, did you?"
Anxious inquiries ca from behind him, each word filled with concern and worry from the others.
Unconsciously opening his hand, the skin on Wang Qiang's palm no longer hurt as it did before, but a large pink bump still awkwardly appeared in the middle of his palm.
Tang Xiaoquan already understood the cause of the earlier accident, and for this, he naturally felt quite guilty.
After all, no matter how you looked at it, it was his carelessness that led to his brother getting hurt.
However, fortunately, his brother's injuries were not serious, otherwise Tang Xiaoquan might never forgive himself for the rest of his life.
"Hey, Qiangzi, hurry back inside and rinse the wound with cold water, then apply so soap!" Suddenly thinking of the asures his family took when he got burned in the past, Wen Quanxin quickly suggested.
"Yeah! Yeah! I've seen Xiao Wen's thod on TV, it should work!" Wu Chao said in agreent, giving Wen Quanxin a nod of approval.
"Ah, it's nothing, it's nothing! Just a small burn, no big deal!" Wang Qiang dismissively squeezed his palm, signaling everyone not to make a fuss.
However, just as the survivors were worried about Wang Qiang's injury, a sudden roar from downstairs broke their train of thought.
Although they were several ters away, the survivors could still feel the heat waves rising from downstairs.
The flickering flas cast a bright glow over the entire building, and the thick smoke rising carried an unbearable stench hanging in the air.
Tang Xiaoquan cautiously stuck his head out, and surprisingly, the zombies engulfed in flas were still stubbornly shaking the iron gate, completely ignoring the fire crackling and burning them.
Truly insane! Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but admire these brainless beasts in his heart.
Asked this, if it were any other species on Earth, who could maintain such a calm and composed deanor in such a situation! The answer is obviously no one!
Shaking his head to dispel the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Tang Xiaoquan once again shifted his gaze to the group of fiery zombies gathered downstairs, and suddenly he realized a problem, a very serious problem.
Would the burning fire accelerate the "failure" of the iron gate?
His heart clenched, this possibility was clearly not impossible.
And if this possibility beca reality, it would truly backfire!
To prevent this tragedy from happening, Tang Xiaoquan decided to take another risk and execute the previous plan in hopes of making up for his mistake.
Returning to the living room and standing before the wooden table, Tang Xiaoquan cald himself slightly and then began to operate.
Experience makes perfect, with the previous experience, Tang Xiaoquan was much more proficient this ti.
All the steps were completed almost in one go, even the part most prone to spilling, he completed perfectly without spilling a drop.
But for safety's sake, after completing the "insert cloth into bottle" step, Tang Xiaoquan carefully wiped down the entire bottle until he confird there wasn't the slightest trace of liquor, then he relaxed and exhaled a long breath.
The "Incendiary Bottle" was completed!
But this ti, Tang Xiaoquan didn't plan to let anyone else try throwing it, because he really didn't want to see a "tragedy" happen again.
He returned to his position with the "Incendiary Bottle" in hand and glanced around.
He was looking for a suitable spot to throw it later, after all, drawing the zombies' attention was his ultimate motive for doing all this.
Once he determined the target, Tang Xiaoquan turned back and nodded at Wang Qiang, who imdiately understood and lit his lighter, then brought it to the cloth strip on the bottle Tang Xiaoquan held out in front of him.
The alcohol-soaked rag caught fire without any surprise, and within an instant, a bright fla blazed up.
Success! The "Incendiary Bottle" was burning ferociously as Tang Xiaoquan had anticipated beforehand, so then...
Suppressing the complex emotions of tension and excitent, Tang Xiaoquan slightly turned his body, positioned himself facing the target spot, stood up decisively, and threw it forward with force.
The smooth glass reflected a faint glow in the sunlight, within which the red fla flickered, resembling a mischievous spirit dancing in the air.
Finally, after gliding nearly several dozen ters, the half-filled "Incendiary Bottle" fell straight down, hitting the ground.
"Crack," a clear shattering sound, and with its appearance, the sealed white liquor poured out and quickly transford into a puddle of flas.
"YES!" Arm-flexing into a fist, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but make a "victory" gesture; indeed, more than the success of the "Incendiary Bottle," he was more thrilled by the zombies' reaction.
Because as the liquor hit the ground and burned, those beasts busy breaking down the door shifted their gaze, with even those on the periphery starting to move their steps, stumbling towards the flas.
Without a doubt, Tang Xiaoquan's plan was feasible, but if he wanted to lure away all the zombies from the iron gate, he still needed to create a bigger fire.
Therefore...
With the certainty of victory, Tang Xiaoquan turned around and calmly said to everyone, "Let's go, everyone! Let's give these beasts a grand fireworks show today!"
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