Xu Lai peered out from under the dilapidated door frame, following the sound of screams, and what she saw gave her a huge fright.
That's terrible!
After the incendiary bomb was lit, it was thrown and smashed on the ground. The moment the beer bottle hit the ground, it exploded instantly.
The tattooed fat man and his group were not only injured on the spot by the explosion, but the burning fuel oil inside the exploding beer bottles also splashed onto their bodies and clothes.
Fuel oil with added sugar can aid combustion even when it comes into contact with exposed skin or human fat.
Those people were not only burned by the blasted fuel oil mixture at a temperature of one or two thousand degrees, but their bodies were also engulfed in flames.
The pain made them throw down their weapons and roll on the ground in agony.
Some of the more quick-witted ones even jumped headfirst into the floodwaters below.
Even if you jump into the flood, the oxides will continue to decompose under high temperatures, releasing oxygen and allowing the flames to continue burning.
Those who jumped into the water were still burning.
Hearing the screams of those people one after another, Xu Lai felt somewhat uncomfortable, but surprisingly, she didn't feel bad.
Perhaps because she had experienced torrential rains, floods, and extreme heat in her previous life, her heart had become numb.
After all, in her previous life, she had personally experienced the pain and despair of being brutally murdered by Xu Zhen's family, who cut off her own flesh.
To resolve any lingering concerns, she actually preferred to let these people understand the situation on the spot.
But she was afraid that the two old men would think her behavior was too cruel.
Seeing that these people were no longer able to resist, she calmly walked over to them, picked up the submachine gun that had fallen to the side, and put it in her bag.
This good stuff is for her!
It's a pity about the other two pistols, because they were burned because they were covered in fuel oil mixture.
The two old men weren't as kind-hearted as Xu Lai thought.
When they were young, they fought against bandits and foreign enemies in the army. Back then, fighting the enemy was a matter of life and death.
Even when they saw their comrades fall in front of them, they wished they could rush forward and cut the enemy into a thousand pieces.
Although the country has enjoyed peace and prosperity for decades, anti-drug police officers and other warriors who protect the health of the people are still fighting life-or-death battles against the enemy on the front lines.
In particular, there are numerous examples of drug lords who have used extremely cruel methods to harm our most respected anti-drug fighters.
Take these eight thugs for example, it's either you or me today.
Even if we concede that these thugs left unharmed this time, will they harm other people next time for their own benefit?
So the two old men merely glanced indifferently at the people still writhing and screaming on the ground and in the water, and then followed Xu Lai away from the other side.
This time, they not only acquired a submachine gun, but also the slightly worn inflatable assault boat that the group had been riding in.
"Grandpa Xiao, how about I take the submachine gun and you take the speedboat?"
The Xiao family did not have any means of water transportation to go out. Although the two families trusted and relied on each other, having their own speedboat meant they could go out for some fresh air whenever they wanted.
Grandpa Xiao nodded happily, indicating his agreement.
Although the inflatable assault boat is not as sturdy as Xu Lai's metal assault boat, it is easy to store when not in use by simply deflating it.
For example, right now, we can simply take out the air pump and other parts that come with this thing, deflate them, fold them up, and move them along with the engine and other components onto Xu Lai's assault boat.
After his successful test of the incendiary bomb, Xu Lai and his team made more than a dozen more incendiary bombs and stored them in their spatial storage as soon as they got home.
In the words of Mr. Xiao, it would be great if we had active alkali metals like calcium and barium.
These metals release hydrogen gas when they combine with water, which can trigger combustion and thus increase the power of the fire.
However, they are not in a hurry; they will take their time to get these things when they have the means.
"Boss, boss, the three people from the 1702 and 1701 families who went out this morning have returned completely unharmed!"
"What?"
Xiong Zhong, who had been waiting at home for half a day, thought he had misheard when he heard his subordinate's report.
His face darkened only after the thug recited the name again.
That small group has quite a bad reputation outside. This time, he offered a lot of supplies to get them to take out those three people.
Are these people just all talk and no action?
Having spent a lot of money but failing to get things done, Xiong Zhong was naturally unwilling to accept this loss.
So he sent his brothers out to find those people again: "Tell them that if they really can't take on this business, then they should return our goods!"
As a result, the five henchmen Xiong Zhong sent out searched for several days, but three days later, those thugs returned in a panic.
When two of them entered Xiong Zhong's house, they bumped into the sofa leg in the living room and fell, as if a ghost was chasing them.
"What's the panic? Are you being chased by ghosts?"
"Boss... Boss, we've found Fatty Sun and his gang..."
One of the bolder thugs, breathless, reported to Xiong Zhong.
"So what if they found it? Why are you making such a fuss? Did they return our things?"
Xiong Zhong flicked the ash from his cigarette into the ashtray on the coffee table and gave his subordinate a disapproving look.
"Boss, Fatty Sun and his gang are all dead. They died tragically... in an abandoned school building!"
Perhaps thinking of the miserable state of Fatty Sun and his gang, the thug's voice trembled again!
"What? They died tragically? All eight of them are dead?"
Upon hearing this, Xiong Zhong paused involuntarily, his hand holding the cigarette still.
"Boss, they're all dead. Five are in the second-floor corridor of the abandoned classroom, and three are in the flood on the first floor..."
The thug described the miserable state of the eight men to Xiong Zhong and then pondered for a moment.
"It's unclear what burned them; some had their arms and legs burned off, leaving only half of their bodies. Even the three who fell into the water weren't spared!"
"Who could have done this? Could it have been the two households in unit 1 on the 17th floor?"
Hearing his younger brother's description, Xiong Zhong was also shocked by the miserable state of Sun Pangzi and his men.
"If it really was the Xu and Xiao families on the seventeenth floor who did it, then we should take care of those two families as soon as possible!"
After a moment's thought, Xiong Zhong revealed a sinister smile.
If those two households on the seventeenth floor are really that powerful, then it proves that they can also take the lives of this group of people at any time.
"No, we need to think of another way!"
After Xu Lai and the two old men dealt with the tattooed fat man and his eight companions, they returned home and enjoyed two peaceful days.
Just when she thought that Xiong Zhong and his group had given up on causing trouble for the two families, some rumors suddenly started circulating in the neighborhood about apartment 1702 and 1701.
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