Although the driver had hit the brakes early, he slammed down the gas pedal hard to avoid hitting a zombie, accelerating the vehicle to at least eighty miles per hour. By the time the car came to a complete stop, it had already burst through the gate.
"Did we run it over?" asked the driver, Old Yang, looking toward the icy beauty. The situation had been too close for comfort, and his reaction had been quick.
"No, they are over there." Following the cold beauty's hand, Old Yang saw across the street, with yourself as the base, embracing a woman whose clothes were somewhat ragged. Due to the angle, the cold beauty couldn't see her face, but her gaze towards the two of them softened somewhat.
"Roar!"
A zombie's roar followed, and then the woman in your arms was kicked out by you, you leaped up violently, the dagger in hand, and plunged it directly into "Hu Jing's" brain!
"Hu Jing" lay prone on the street, while you knelt beside her, head lowered.