Andy lowered his arm and made no further movements.

The tattooed man ran over to take a look at the companion who had been knocked over by Andy's crowbar, and found that he was already outgoing more than intake, and his eyes were dilated, and he was not alive.

Also, who can still live with a crowbar stuck in the back of their head.

The woman on the side moved away from the hammer smashed on her foot, her sore nose and tears, one of her feet was swollen like a steamed bun, and several toenails were falling off.

The tattooed man looked at this tragic scene, his breathing was a little heavier in an instant, he turned around and pointed at the companion who was aiming at Andy with a gun and yelled: "You waste! Still not shooting? Pose there? ”

However, in the next second, Andy, who was still standing still just now, instantly picked up a stone and turned around to throw it, and the fist-sized stone made close contact with the other party's eyes with a strong wind in the blink of an eye.

"Ahh Groove !! It hurts! ”

He covered his eyes and screamed loudly, and the gun in his hand suddenly went off fire and shot indiscriminately in all directions, and for a moment bullets flew everywhere.

By the time the tattooed man on the ground dared to look up, the head of the companion he had scolded as a waste of flesh had turned into a mess of rotten flesh, and the terrible man was about to shoot the head of the woman who was still screaming in pain and fear.

"Wait!"

Before the words could be finished, gunshots rang out.

The tattooed man looked at the blood splattering on the cave in despair, opened his mouth a few times, turned around and fled towards the hole.

Andy glanced indifferently, turned around and opened the car door to start the atomic Humvee, turned the steering wheel and drove towards the hole, the roar of the machine suddenly resounded through the cave, and the brahmin was frightened by the speeding passing car and mooed....

After a while, a scream was heard, and Andy stopped the car and watched the guy get knocked out of the car and finally fall heavily on a rock.

Silently getting out of the car, Andy walked back to the cave, took a rifle and some bullets, untied the Brahmin's rope and drove it out of the cave, and then drove the atomic Humvee all the way south.

Halfway through, Andy saw the body of the man who had been knocked out at the end, his head tilted to the side at an unnatural angle, and he was already dead.

Recalling the pattern that the guy showed Andy, he guessed that it was probably a tattoo that the slave traders would give themselves to identify themselves with. This area is wild and backward, full of terrifying mutated creatures and natives who burn and loot, and few serious people are willing to come here. I'm afraid that the group of people is the ones who came here to trade slaves, and of course they will also take the sheep by the way.

Instead of continuing to take this matter to heart, Andy just drove towards the south with all his might.

Two days later, Andy drove and found that the surrounding environment had clearly begun to desertify today, and it was estimated that he was not far from his destination.

After more than a day of driving, Crosstown appeared in front of me.

When Andy's car drove into Crosstown, he was surprised to find that the town was growing at an astonishing rate.

The guards at the gate have become six or seven people, and there should be more if you count the management inside. Nearly half of the town's ruins have been repaired, and those that can't be repaired have been removed to become new wall materials. There were noticeably more people in the town, and Andy saw a lot of tin shacks, which showed that there were quite a few people willing to stay here permanently.

After casually greeting the security guard and asking him to help guard his car, Andy walked into Crosstown.

Arriving at Bob's shop before, Andy found that it had been replaced by shotguns, although it was still a metal shack, but the area and cleanliness were not the same, and the archway on it had changed from Bob's scrap shop to Bob's grocery store.

As soon as he walked in, Andy saw a scrawny guy standing there talking to Bob, who was impatient.

"You damn poisonous worm, I said I don't have a bargain here, get out of here!"

Bob must have really couldn't help it, and he burst out and yelled at the guy in front of him.

"You kind of guy is scum, gambling and gambling, and still thinking about low-cost drugs and prostitution? I can't even figure out what reason you have to stay in this world, give you three seconds, and disappear from my eyes! ”

The man was silent for a while, and then suddenly took a knife out of his arms, but before the guy standing next to Bob could pull out his gun, he was grabbed by Andy like a chicken and thrown outside the store, and fell into the stinking ditch with a cry of surprise.

Bob looked at Andy in surprise and immediately recognized him.

"Andy.... You're back, thank you for doing me a favor...."

"Where, it's a trivial matter."

Andy walked in and sat on a chair, casually looking at the goods sold around, there seemed to be a wide variety of things sold here, and they were no longer confined to some scrap products.

He tossed a bag to Bob with some water and food he had used to sell.

"I heard you say that Crosstown has a lot of new tricks?"

Bob took the things and looked at them one by one, then nodded.

"This.... It's a long story, but sometimes not many people want to come here without these things... Besides, the key is to make money. ”

He put down Andy's bag and quoted a price.

"500 caps."

"You shit, I'll give you another chance to quote the price."

"Sorry, 1500 caps."

The two argued for a while about whether Bob's grocery store should be renamed Bob's black-hearted store, and finally talked about Dave.

"Those in Crosstown right now.... Entertainment, what does Dave think? He's the mayor after all, right? ”

“... In fact, Dave has gone back to being his doctor. ”

“？”

Andy didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"Why? So who is the mayor of Crosstown now? ”

"It's Justin."

Andy's mind was the big bald head selling arms.

"He? Why would Dave give way to him? ”

Bob sighed and tucked the glasses on his face into the coat he wore with a bunch of pockets.

"Justin is actually better suited for this job, he has a lot of friends on the road, and he has access to weapons... So he immediately took control of the security team, and more and more people poured into the town behind, and it was he who took the lead in uniting some outsiders to open bars, casinos, and brothels in Crosstown.... He had money and people, and Dave simply quit after being disgusted a few times. ”

Andy shook his head, he didn't really care much about it, he only cared about his own benefits.

"Where's my share?"

Bob's eyes swept and he didn't give a clear answer.

"That's... You'll have to talk to him about it. ”

Andy puts the bottle cap Bob gave him into the Pip-Boy and asks where Justin lives now.

"He's in Crosstown's current Night Fire Bar, where there's a bunch of his ponies.... You'd better be careful when you go. ”