With a click, the fighter plane exploded over the sky.

"Run."

Huo shouted loudly. Before he could respond, he felt a heat rush towards him.

Because the fighter planes were close to them, the huge whirlpool blew Ho Yisheng to the ground, and the syringe in his hand fell to the ground accidentally.

The attacked fighter plane crashed near him. The explosion of the fighter plane continued. He Yisheng had no time to pick up the syringe. He had to run away quickly.

Mu Chudi was well protected by Huo Miao, so she felt a little dazzled, and nothing else.

She asked anxiously, "Are you okay, Miao?"

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