When the two of them searched a glass bottle and a bottle of ten-year-old Bai Fen, they were half as successful as they were. Fenjiu has a certain amount of alcohol, and this is a good alternative before finding pure alcohol.

After filling the glass bottle with half a bottle of Fenjiu, he first covered the bottle with the plastic that Wei Dayong turned out, and then put fabric on the mouth of the bottle as a guide. The fabric had been soaked by Mao Jiamin before with Fenjiu, and a strong smell of wine spread throughout the corridor.

When the two of them finished the work and came to the front of the door, there were many more zombies in front of the door, and they were scrambling the iron door. Mao Jiamin came to the window and used a lighter to light the fabric at the mouth of the bottle. He was anxious to get angry, and Mao Jiamin was not sure. After all, it was the first time he had this thing. After igniting it, Mao Jiamin used his arm strength to throw it out, and the glass bottle was flying rapidly in the air.

When it hit the ground in the distance, the glass bottle exploded instantly, and the Fenjiu in the bottle was ignited in an instant. With a bang, the fire began to spread.

Mao Jiamin was slightly disappointed at the zombies who were still persistent in the door. After all, the sound and fire were enough to attract most of the zombies to watch.

However, while Mao Jiamin was drinking mineral water, the sound of slapping at the door gradually disappeared, replaced by an unusual silence, "Good opportunity Dayong."

After throwing away the mineral water bottle, Mao Jiamin squinted his eyes and carefully opened the iron door. Sure enough, the zombies were attracted to the fire. Taking advantage of this gap, the two hurriedly ran to Building 3 and locked the door at the same time.

When he arrived at the familiar corridor, Mao Jiamin was shocked to find that the three guys who had been dealt with had no bones left at this moment. It was thought that the group of zombies gave him a delicious meal.

"Brother Jiamin, they are on the top floor, with a large number of people. Do you have any plans?" Wei Dayong walked behind and whispered.

"There is no good idea for the time being, but it's not too late. Please adapt to the situation and follow me immediately after going up." Mao Jiamin walked on the stairs leading to the second floor, and was constantly thinking about this issue in his mind.

The second floor, which was just surrounded by zombies, is now silent. The two of them did not stop and passed through the second and third floors smoothly. The closer they get to the top floor, the more confused Mao Jiamin feels.

"Wait!" Mao Jiamin suddenly said something, which scared Wei Dayong, who was tense behind the nerves.

Wei Dayong looked at Mao Jiamin with confusion, and said in a tight conditioned reflex: "Are there any zombies?", "Shh, I'll listen carefully." Mao Jiamin stretched out a finger and placed it on his lips. The enhanced hearing made it possible for a slight storm around him to be heard.

A very faint harsh sound appeared in his ears intermittently, more like a low sound from a zombie. He quickly held the fire axe tightly in his hand. Knowing that the situation was not good, Wei Dayong also held the dagger he had just found in his hand and made a fighting posture.

However, Mao Jiamin listened carefully for a long time, but found that the direction of the sound coming from seemed to be far away from him. He quickly said to Wei Dayong behind him: "There should be zombies, but strangely, the sound sounds very far away and cannot capture the direction of the source of the sound."

When they heard that there were zombies, Wei Dayong's reaction was very fierce, for fear that they would be eaten by accident, so the two of them would not dare to stay here for a long time. After all, they did hear a roar of zombies just now, which was even more like a warning.

After getting up and coming to the fourth floor, Mao Jiamin felt uneasy in his heart. He held the fire axe with one hand and turned his head slightly to stare at the corridor on the fourth floor. At this moment, a black shadow quickly rushed over and then disappeared into the endless corridor.

Wei Dayong also saw the black shadow. He accidentally leaned on the wall with his center of gravity. He pointed to the position of the black shadow just now and said tremblingly: "There are...there are monsters!"

Mao Jiamin's nerves were tense just now to ensure that he could wield the axe in his hand as much as possible at any time. In such an atmosphere, a full minute passed and he did not see the black shadow again.

"Huh... the pace slows down. We can't waste time here. Hurry up and go to the top floor." Mao Jiamin took a deep breath, and the tension in his heart did not disappear at all, but became more and more intense.

At this time, the light outside the window gradually became darker, and dusk had quietly come. If you could see the sky, you would be surprised to find that the thick clouds had very rare fire clouds, red like blood, as if even the heaven was hinting at Mao Jiamin's subsequent predicament.

Mao Jiamin dared not relax at all. Putting aside the inexplicable black shadow just now, through the description of Great Divine, the real problem is the people on the top floor, who are completely different from the walking zombies. They have ideas and clever use of weapons and arrangement mechanisms. This is the most dangerous part of this operation.

Moreover, their boss is also a mutant. When they heard that there were other mutants besides himself, Mao Jiamin couldn't help but smile bitterly inexplicably in his heart.

"Dayong, you said that they were numerous but almost all of them used cold weapons and not many guns. You remember correctly." Mao Jiamin asked in his heart with concern. As the saying goes, only by knowing oneself and one’s own will you be able to win a hundred battles.

"Don't worry, Brother Jiamin, but there must be many mechanisms above. Their boss's ability is quite mysterious. Even if you face dozens of zombies at the same time, you can easily defeat the enemy." Wei Dayong looked worried. The enemy was in secret. We were in a clear light. In addition, the number of people was obvious, so there was no advantage in this trip.

During the conversation, the two stopped and a huge iron door in front of them was tightly closed.

"Brother Jiamin, here, push this door open to their nest!" Wei Dayong's eyes shone. At this time, he was afraid and fearful, and he was really unreasonable. Looking at the two big monitors on the iron gate, there was no way out.

"Huh, Dayong, are you afraid?" Mao Jiamin kept taking deep breaths, not knowing what was waiting for him in front of him, but the only thing he knew was that Zuoran was locked up inside. Although the end of the world wiped out the human nature of some people, the two people standing here at this moment were because of the belief in their hearts and would never abandon the belief of their companions!

"Brother Jiamin, I'm not afraid of you for jokes when I say it. My legs were trembling just now." Wei Dayong paused and said, "I'm not a person who is afraid of death. Without you, I'm afraid of death. I'm afraid I'll die in Edo. I'm also eager to come with you to save Saran. Since I'm standing here, I won't be afraid. Don't worry, Brother Jiamin, I won't be dragging my back."

Mao Jiamin looked at Wei Dayong's face, which was still wrapped in cloth strips due to injury, with sincerity and determination, and he wanted to speak but stopped.
Chapter completed!