But I knew an accident happened at this time.

That is, a life-and-death fly flew into He Jiawei.

What frightened Zhao Kuang was.

The fly is nearly one meter away from He Jiawei.

He Jiawei moved, and he just raised his hand gently.

Crack! A light sound.

The flies turned into a stream of blue smoke.

"Damn!"

Zhao Kuang was both chaotic and reached out to slap himself hard.

Poor he just wanted to attack while the demon was napping.

Now it seems, what a ridiculous idea.

Thinking of the words left by the demon before he went to bed, he hurriedly turned around and ordered the person around him who was also dazed: "Go quickly, go quickly, take out all the things in the treasure house!"

"Oh, yes yes yes."

All subordinates nodded at the same time.

In this way, when He Jiawei woke up, he found that the ground beside him was filled with magic weapons of various colors.

Zhao Kuang stood there respectfully, serving He Jiawei like a slave.

This organization has been rampant on the island for more than ten years and has really had a lot of inventory.

"good."

Looking at these gold, silver and jewelry, He Jiawei showed an interesting expression.

He stood up and walked past countless gold, silver and jewelry.

At this stage, ordinary gold, silver and jewelry could no longer arouse his interest.

So he just took a casual look at the things piled up on the ground, without any interest in it.

However, not everything could not attract his attention.

A very strange backpack came into his sight.

He walked over and walked among the many magic weapons, picked up the backpack and looked at it.

This backpack is made of special materials.

He Jiawei could see at a glance that this material is very rare, and its biggest feature is its waterproofing.

Even if you enter hundreds of meters below the water, you don’t have to worry about being penetrated by powerful water pressure.

Moreover, the backpack is made of two shoulders, very small, and the back is very close to the body.

Don't worry about mobility difficulties.

"good!"

He Jiawei picked up his backpack and carried it behind his back.

Then his eyes stared at a very small sleeve arrow mechanism.

This mechanism looks like a wrist guard, with a box on the back, which stores about a dozen dart-like things.

Of course, ordinary things cannot attract He Jiawei's attention at all.

This machine is really powerful.

Through the ubiquitous pheromone, He Jiawei felt that within a range of 100 meters, this thing could kill a Wuzong.

"good!"

He Jiawei took it over and buckled it on his wrist, feeling the changes in this thing.

At the same time, he understood why Zhao Kuang didn't use this treasure.

The reason is very simple. There is an institution here that only people with a cultivation level exceeding the Martial Saint can use it.

It is obvious that Zhao Kuang's cultivation level cannot reach the level of Martial Saint.

While turning around, his eyes fell on a beautiful, Western-style long skirt.

The dress is covered with diamonds and jewelry.

But it looks not tacky at all.

It should be done by famous artists, and I don’t know if my wife likes it or not.

He walked over and grabbed it, stuffed it directly into his backpack.

He Jiawei didn't even look at the rest of the things, but turned around and pointed the sleeve arrow at Zhao Kuang.

"Damn!"

Zhao Kuang's legs were weak! He knew the effects of this sleeve arrow best. If he hadn't used it, he would definitely not have put it here.

When he saw He Jiawei pointing at him with this thing, he instantly knelt down.

"Grandpa, what else do you have to tell me?"

"come over!"

He Jiawei walked to the chair and sat down.

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Zhao Kuang walked carefully to He Jiawei and stood wherever he stood.

"Investigate me where the people from the killer group in the southeastern end of Fishman Island went?"

He Jiawei ordered leisurely.

"Killer Group?"

Zhao Kuang was stunned for a moment.

He Jiawei immediately turned his head and stared at him with a keen look: "Why, do you know the people from the Killer Group?"

"I do know a small leader of a killer group. Maybe I can help you find out the whereabouts of the killer group through him."

Zhao Kuang was already sure that the master in front of him came from the trump card group.

So he just wanted to help this master get it done quickly so that he could send him away.

"Yeah, go."

He Jiawei nodded, then stood up and walked towards a courtyard not far away.

With the help of these local local snakes, He Jiawei felt that he would not have to go looking for someone so hard for the time being.

I haven't contacted my family for a long time. I used this time to communicate with my wife and see how my daughter is doing.

Behind him, Zhao Kuang waved to a very beautiful young woman.

The woman understood it, smiled ambiguously, and then turned around and followed He Jiawei into the house.

After He Jiawei entered the room, he took out his cell phone and prepared to have a video call to his wife Shen Yanbingfa.

But when I turned around, I saw a woman wearing very little clothes walking in.

This woman has a beautiful face, white skin and graceful body.

It is indeed a rare beauty.

Unfortunately, it's not my own dish.

At that moment, He Jiawei waved his hand impatiently.

The woman was taking off her clothes, but when she saw He Jiawei showing an impatient expression, she hurriedly stepped out.

The woman is gone.

He Jiawei then took out his cell phone and dialed the video chat with his wife.

It was just that what he could never dream of.

He picked up his phone and opened WeChat, but the video chat from his wife automatically popped up.

"Um?"

He Jiawei felt a little moved. He knew that his wife must have encountered trouble.

So he hurriedly answered the video chat.

Almost at the same time, Shen Yanbing's increasingly beautiful appearance after giving birth appeared on the mobile phone screen.

"Jiawei?"

Shen Yanbing looked at the camera with a slightly melancholy look.

"It's me, my wife, how are you doing there? Is your daughter okay?"
To be continued...