After separating from Zhao Ke last time, Wang Mazi and Datou were brought here by someone and given fruit that would allow them to restore themselves as postmen.

Therefore, they ate earlier than Zhao Ke.

At this time, under the stimulation of the fruit's ability, the big head was the first to recover.

Looking at the stamp album that was called out by himself again, the big head was about to cry with joy, and quickly took out a bottle of golden potion from the stamp album and drank it.

After the potion was entered, the hideous wound on the big head's face actually began to writhe rapidly.

Zhao Ke took a closer look and found that under the skin of the big head, it seemed that there were thousands of insects wriggling under his skin.

"It's worthy of being a strong man, it's really rich, and even rare goods like nanobiological fungi are available!"

Mo Ju looked at the empty bottle on the ground and couldn't help but sigh.

"Nanobiotic bacteria? Haven't you heard of it, it's expensive? ”

Wang Mazi's eyes lit up, and he leaned over to ask Mo Ju.

"I don't know if it's expensive or not, anyway, Granny Hong copied the property of those guys from the Ghost City Chamber of Commerce this time, and she only found five bottles of these medicines."

When Wang Mazi heard this, he couldn't help but think of the six human heads again, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the big head.

became more curious about the identity of the big head.

"Gross!"

A mouthful of black minced meat spit out of the big head's mouth, and the look on the big head's face instantly became comfortable.

The minced flesh was the place in his throat where the flames had burned it.

After spitting it out at this time, the big head felt that his breathing became easier.

In addition to the snorkel, the hideous wounds on his face were also quickly rebuilt under the action of these nanobiological bacteria.

The excess hypertrophic tissue on his face quickly turned black and fell off his face.

In the empty socket of the right eye, a ball of flesh grew rapidly, and in an instant, a new eyeball was born.

Wait for the big head to raise his head again.

The original ugly face like a demon in Shura was restored to the original appearance of the big head in a blink of an eye.

Thick eyebrows and square face, tall man, with a smile on his square face: when he smiled, he showed two rows of neat teeth, his curly hair was black and shiny, and his eyes were not too big, but they were very bright.

"Finally able to speak."

The big head tried to clear his throat, he hadn't spoken for too long, but he didn't know what to say.

Especially Zhao Ke on the other side, the big head tried to introduce himself, but he didn't know how to speak.

Speaking of which, a large part of the reason why he was persecuted so badly was also because of Zhao Ke.

It is said that the two are enemies of life and death, and it is right not to die.

But he was able to survive and recover, also because of Zhao Ke.

Thinking about it, it is also a grievance.

"Are you Yang Wancai?"

However, without waiting for the big head to speak, Zhao Ke instead shouted out the identity of the big head.

"Huh? You know? ”

Yang Wancai was stunned, not knowing how Zhao Ke learned his identity.

Zhao Ke showed a sure look, although this was expected by him, but it also surprised Zhao Ke.

In fact, he was also speculating.

Ever since he learned that Ning Duque was not Yang Wancai, Zhao Ke had been thinking that Yang Wancai had gone there.

And there are many places in the big head, which has to make Zhao Ke suspicious.

In particular, he actually knew that he had obtained a belly pocket containing a large number of treasures from Wangcai.

I even found the life-saving stamp "The Prank of the Lorna Witch" from inside.

There is also a vigilant and angry look when he gives him a golden medicine steamed bun.

Under all kinds of suspicions, Zhao Ke couldn't help but have doubts about the identity of the big head.

However, after really getting Yang Wancai's confirmation, Zhao Ke was still very surprised.

"You are Yang Wancai!!"

What's even more unexpected is Wang Mazi.

looked at Yang Wancai in front of him, and suddenly felt that his head was a little insufficient.

The wanted person who tied for the first place on the bounty list and Zhao Ke was actually by their side all the time?

This is too strange!

"Seeing the smile, Yang has a last resort!"

Yang Wancai didn't explain anything for his miserable experience, after all, this is the territory of the red mother-in-law.

Zhao Ke is fearless, he can't.

"The master said, you did a good job this time, your industry is still your industry, but my mother-in-law wants you to take over the Ghost City Chamber of Commerce as soon as possible."

Mo Ju seemed to have known Yang Wancai's identity for a long time, and was not surprised by Yang Wancai at all.

Throwing down a sentence lightly, he turned around and didn't even have the interest to look at Yang Wancai.

In this regard, Yang Wancai could only smile bitterly.

In the ghost market, the status of these ghost market merchants is actually very low.

Mo Ju is the chief manager of Granny Hong's side, both in terms of power and status, she is much higher than him.

If it was in the past, Yang Wancai might have been arrogant and disdainful of Mo Ju.

But after this matter was turned over and beaten, Yang Wancai was only lucky that he was able to make a living secretly this time, and he would still care about these things.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why Granny Hong will let him take over the Ghost Market Chamber of Commerce.

After all, the dog that has just been beaten is always better than other dog minions.

"Everyone, if you don't dislike it, how about you come to me and live there temporarily." However, Yang Wancai's mind was active, and he invited Zhao Ke instead.

It is better to stammer with others, than to stammer with Zhao Ke.

Taking advantage of the fact that the friendship is still good now, he will get closer to Zhao Ke first, and once Zhao Ke takes over the ghost market, his position will naturally be solid.

Zhao Ke didn't want to stay here either.

I thought of the old man who was pulled as a shield by this crazy woman.

Zhao Ke was indescribably annoyed in his heart.

Since you have to wait for a while, it's good to go to Yang Wancai to have a look.

Yang Wancai's industry is very large.

Behind the most prosperous street in the ghost market, a three-story small wooden building with a single family is Yang Wancai's home.

Don't look at the small building is not high, but inside is all of Yang Wancai's belongings.

"This way, please!"

Pushing open the door, Zhao Ke couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, the strong fragrance in the air was too familiar.

It is after the processing of Angelica sinensis that it is a golden medicine steamed bun.

"So much!"

I saw that in front of the counter, the golden medicine steamed buns had already been piled up at the counter.

The three butlers stood there like machines, motionless.

"Oops!"

Seeing this, Yang Wancai's face changed, he didn't care about Zhao Ke, and hurriedly pushed open the door on the side to take a look, and the muscles on his face couldn't help twitching.

The room, which was half the size of a football field, was already filled with golden medicine steamed buns.

Seeing this, Yang Wancai reluctantly got into it, and after a long while, he crawled out of the steamed bun pile.

With an embarrassed face, he explained to Zhao Ke: "Although I am not in the ghost market, the industry is constantly running, and no one has injected energy into the three housekeepers during this time, resulting in the accumulation of medicinal steamed buns inside not being cleaned up." ”

Yang Wancai said, and after quickly taking out the energy crystal and injecting new energy into the three housekeepers, he asked them to quickly clean up these golden medicine steamed buns.

In fact, Zhao Ke was even more embarrassed than Yang Wancai in his heart.

After all, this thing was made up by himself, and he wanted to harm one, but the result was ......

The three housekeepers cleaned up quickly, and there seemed to be a big pocket in their abdomen, and after getting Yang Wancai's order, they quickly cleaned up the medicinal steamed buns in the room.

At this time, Zhao Ke was able to see the situation in the back room clearly.

This small room is half the size of a football field.

Surrounded by tens of thousands of drawers, surrounded by a huge medicine furnace.

This is the foundation of Yang Wancai's ability to make a fortune.

"After buying a property in the ghost market, you can inlay a stamp into the industry, and the function of the stamp will be integrated with the industry, and you don't need to spend extra postage points."

Yang Wancai saw that Zhao Ke was very interested, so he explained to Zhao Ke.

It is precisely because of the particularity of the industry that Yang Wancai himself is not in the ghost market.

But the industry will also continue to operate, providing a steady stream of golden medicine steamed buns for the ghost market.

In this process, unless Yang Wancai himself controls it, no one can change the operation of the industry.

Of course, not all stamps can be integrated with the industry.

It must be a production stamp, this kind of stamp is not much, but it is really little.

However, once you have a production stamp, you only need to buy an industry, which is a livelihood.

Like Yang Wancai, he is the only one who can become the richest man in the ghost market by copying drugs.

But relying on an industry, there are not a few people who can rise quickly.

This is the importance of the ghost market industry.

Yang Wancai explained the reason to Zhao Ke in detail.

Zhao Ke suddenly thought of his hand, it seems that "Black Factory" is a production stamp.

If it weren't for the reason of the red mother-in-law, it might be a good livelihood to start a processing workshop by herself.

Of course, after thinking about this idea in Zhao Ke's mind for a while, he gave up directly.

With the personality of "Black Factory", it is estimated that not long after it opened, someone was going to smash the store.

"Please have tea upstairs."

After taking Zhao Ke to visit his own industry, Yang Wancai took Zhao Ke and his party to the second floor.

It's similar to where Granny Red lives, the outside of the room looks very small, but in fact, the space inside is amazingly large.

White walls and black tiles, small bridges and flowing water.

A picture of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River is particularly elegant.

Yang Wancai invited Zhao Ke and them to the tea house, and asked the servants to bring tea while the group was resting.

Wang Mazi's medicinal effect has finally been stimulated.

He originally got the fruit with Yang Wancai, but this thing was worried that the fruit was poisonous, so he waited for Yang Wancai to eat it for half an hour before eating the fruit in his stomach.

Wang Mazi's recovery was much greater than Yang Wancai's.

He's a top-notch melee fighter in his own right.

A pure white stamp album was flickering with gossip runes.

At the same time as the stamp album was restored, Wang Mazi's body flashed with various other lights.

These different lights melted into Wang Mazi's muscles and became part of Wang Mazi's own strength.

When the light dissipates.

The aura on Wang Mazi's body obviously became more powerful than before.

If the previous Wang Mazi was a reef.

Then the current Wang Mazi is like an unshakable mountain.

The breath is long, and the eyes are like electricity.

This kind of regained power made Wang Mazi feel a strange feeling, lost and regained, combined with the training of Ouyang Shu in Fuyun City, Wang Mazi seemed to have a deeper understanding of martial arts in his heart.

"Comfortable!"

Until the strange light dissipated, Wang Mazi couldn't help but breathe a long breath, it seemed that he had not been so comfortable for a long time.

Sitting back in his chair, he looked at Zhao Ke and said, "Since you agreed to take over the ghost city, when will you become the master of the ghost market?" ”

This question is critical.

Except for Ji Wusui sitting next to Zhao Ke, fiddling with the teacup in his hand with his fingers, Yang Wancai and Wang Mazi all stared at Zhao Ke with straight eyes, eager to get an accurate answer from Zhao Ke's mouth.

Seeing the eager eyes of the two, Zhao Ke put down the teacup in his hand, and said helplessly: "It's not that simple, I can only be a candidate now, a candidate like me, as far as I know, there are ...... Nine! ”