Xie Ning deliberately parked in an inconspicuous, shady corner. Several other cars were parked haphazardly nearby, providing cover for their RV.
The mother and daughter shut the car windows, got out with swift movements, locked the doors, and headed toward a small side entrance of the seafood market.
The seafood market itself wasn't very large, but because it was connected to a farmers' market and a small supermarket, it was usually quite busy.
"Honey," Song You'ai said, looking at the shadowy figures of corpses swaying left and right inside the side entrance. She tightened her grip on her Metal Knife. "I feel like there are a lot of zombies in the market. If we just charge in like this, won't we get surrounded?"
Xie Ning smiled and nodded. "Watch me."
She took an old, broken phone her grandpa had gotten rid of from her pocket, turned the volume to maximum, and set a two-minute timer.
Comrade Song You'ai watched this slick move of hers with a look of utter amazement.
