"Oh no, is she infected?!"
Yang Yuan was startled and quickly retreated with Zhao Jiayan and Jiang Yiyi.
The soldiers supervising the ordinary people throwing Plum Blossom Darts all turned pale and hurriedly ran over to take the Storm away, shouting, "Quick, notify the Director! His daughter is in trouble..."
Yang Yuan was stunned; was the Storm Jia Weixin's daughter?
No wonder she was his personal bodyguard. Jia Weixin always put family first.
This is troublesome. With the decisive battle imminent, if the highest commander loses control of his emotions—
He quickly dashed to the airdrop box, looked at the cooler soaking in the water, and found that his experience had just reached enough.
"Upgrade it for me!"
He picked up one and upgraded it with a thought.
"Xiao Nan..."
At this moment, Jia Weixin appeared at the factory door as if by teleportation, nervously taking over his daughter.
"Jia Nan, she..." Chen Xianzhi also arrived, looking grim.
