Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 149, Familiar Back Figure (two in one, today’s chapter.)

The cold and plump sister-in-law looked like a little wild cat, squatting at the door.

His face turned red and his eyes were timid and evasive.

He looked like he wanted to show off, but felt ashamed at the same time.

She already has fair and plump skin, and with these black decorations, her skin looks even whiter. The thin fabric cannot hide her proud figure.

This underwear must have been given to her by me last time.

Wu Heng estimated the size of the trophies that Li Yahong collected and gave her a few random sets.

Now it seems that it is still a little small, with dented and strangulated marks.

Wu Heng didn't expect that she had such a talent, so he patted her head approvingly.

Sit down on the couch in the living room.

Wen Mansha understood, stood up and walked over, the bell around her neck jingling.

Carefully climbed onto the sofa and lay on his lap.

Wu Heng put his hands on his waist and hips and caressed them softly. He said with a smile, "Where did this little wild cat come from?"

Wen Mansha twisted her body and said softly, "I'm not a wild cat."

Pa~!

A hard slap on the buttocks, causing waves of flesh to roll.

"Ah~!" Wen Mansha cried out in pain and looked back a little aggrieved.

"Whose kitten talks like this?" Wu Heng continued.

"Uh..., people have owners, not little wild cats..., meow!"

Wen Mansha whispered, her neck and back began to turn red.

Wu Heng scratched the spot where he had patted it red. There was a snap, and he patted it hard again.

"Master, what's wrong~!" Wen Mansha asked pitifully.

Pa~!

"Is this how kittens talk?"

"Meow~!"

Seeing some redness, Wu Heng didn't make any move, and then asked: "How is the Spike Gang doing over there?"

Wen Mansha's charming eyes were as silky as silk, and she had adapted to her current role. After a soft 'meow', she said: "The Spike Gang has stabilized and can collect intelligence for the master."

"Well, we can also collect information about wanted criminals, or any changes in the city, or special things." Wu Heng said.

Many wanted criminals and fugitives gathered in the outer city and outer districts.

If these people want to survive, they will basically have contact with gangs. It shouldn't be difficult to investigate and get some information.

Being able to get meritorious service yourself is a win-win situation.

"Meow~!" Wen Mansha turned over and lay on her back, letting the other party caress her body, and continued: "The gangs that manage the outer city have been relatively loose recently, which has led to several small gangs fighting. , a lot of people died, it was quite chaotic.”

Outer city?

Wu Heng combined the information he knew.

Said: "It's not loose. A large part of the gangs in the outer city have been transferred to cooperate with the Iron Guard Knights to encircle and suppress the 'Warhammer Party'. They are short of manpower."

This matter has not spread yet.

After all, so many people have been transferred away, and we are afraid that someone will take advantage of this situation and threaten the entire Luntam City.

Wu Heng also inferred it from what the deacon said casually two days ago.

"As I said, it turns out someone was transferred out." Wen Mansha was a little surprised.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, Wen Mansha continued: "There are also some gangs. The business group was attacked. I heard that many people died, including two high-level alchemists. Everyone in the city was in trouble. Danger."

Ok?

An alchemist died?

Upon hearing these words, Wu Heng immediately thought of the order he had placed from the Snake Emblem Consortium.

Get materials nearby?

Really kill him right now?

It doesn't feel right. If this is the case, it will be difficult to maintain local order.

"Alchemist, who are all those who died?"

"I heard that one of them was the alchemist in charge of the business group, and his identity was not very honorable. He was killed directly this time. The business group suspected that he was seeking revenge and was secretly investigating the matter. The other person didn't know, and the matter didn't happen. You should have some problems yourself,... meow!" Wen Mansha said as she recalled.

Wu Heng nodded.

This should be easy to understand.

It was not just random killings, but some people with special identities who did not dare to make their deaths public.

Luntam City is the middle ground between the two races, a wholesale market for trade, and also a gathering place for criminals and fugitives.

There should also be some alchemists who escaped.

When they almost understood, Wu Heng patted the other party lightly.

Wen Mansha raised her head in confusion, looked into each other's eyes, climbed up, and sat face to face in her arms.

He stretched out his pink tongue and sent it over.

Wen Mansha's body gradually heated up.

Wu Heng looked around and took off the collar around his neck, "Bite it and keep your voice down, everyone else is sleeping."

"Meow!"

……

Not long after, inside the room.

Wen Mansha's pink and white skin was covered with fragrant sweat, her complexion was red, and her face was even more rosy.

Kneeling next to the sofa, he stretched out his white and tender hands to massage Wu Heng's back and soothe his muscles.

He continued: "Master, how about I stay with you? I will wait for your return at home every day."

Wu Heng looked at her and said: "Lack of nutrition, I can't stand it."

Wen Mansha's face was full of coquettishness, "I hate it."

The big eyes rolled and he continued: "Master, the Spike Gang only accepts some secret commissioned tasks. The gang will never become big. When the master has a higher status, he will not be able to help much."

Wu Heng understood what she meant. He lay on his side and looked at her and asked, "What do you think?"

"I want the Spike Gang to develop some of its own industries. No matter how top-notch it is, it can at least maintain the operation of the gang and make the Spike Gang not so humble." Wen Mansha said.

industry!

The Spike Gang's sources of income are relatively mixed. They do everything, and nothing is too glorious.

For example, there are shady commissions, and more people are pickpockets and thieves.

In short, even the local gangs look down upon them.

He can only do some work like a mouse.

Now that Wen Mansha has taken over, it's understandable that she plans to change.

"Which industry do you plan to get involved in and what are you good at?" Wu Heng looked sideways at her.

"Hmm... Actually, I haven't thought about it. There are not many good people in the gang, so I want Master to help me think about it." Wen Mansha said softly.

Wu Heng put his arms behind his head and thought about it.

In my own hands, I plan to open a grocery store to deal with the idle daily necessities in the zombie world.

But he didn't want to leave this to Wen Mansha.

She wants to treat it as her own property, that is to say, directly control it in her own hands, not as the property of her gang.

As for Wen Mansha, it is really not easy to find a business direction.

"Pharmacy stores or rune props stores cover relatively high-level fields and are less competitive. They may still be OK now." Wu Heng analyzed it and said.