BAM! BAM! BAM! A series of collisions flipped the car, and the small camera van right behind them was the first casualty.
The cameraman ran out of the van, still unwilling to abandon the tool of his trade.
Unfortunately, before he could take more than a couple of steps, he was tackled to the ground by several pursuing zombies, which began to tear into him viciously.
"AAAAAHHH!" The rich kids from the luxury car scrambled out, utterly terrified and in a state of chaos.
"Everyone, group up! Don't panic!"
A woman in a leather jacket and leather pants, her long hair flowing, strode toward them on four-inch, sky-high heels.
She held out her hand, and a long-handled cleaver materialized in her palm.
The last thing Xie Ning saw was the woman's impressive skill as she planted a foot on a zombie's head and cut it down with clean, heroic flair.
A cleaver in her left hand and a pistol in her right, she looked incredibly formidable.
