Andy sat in the "private room" on the second floor, and Justin, who had just washed his face, sat opposite him, with a big bald head and a big bag.

The horses and bodyguards gathered around were a little surprised that Andy's face did not change, but some of the old members were not surprised at all.

"This man is a sinister star, he did the most when Crosstown became independent from the marauders, I heard that he killed more than two hundred marauders!"

Sitting in his chair with his arms crossed and his face like frost, Andy listened indifferently to the rumors that were spreading more and more outrageous, he was not interested in them in the slightest, and he didn't bother to correct anything.

Justin touched his bald head, as if organizing the language.

"Uh.... Excuse me Andy, you can see that Crosstown is changing faster than anyone expected.... Actually, it's not surprising, if it weren't for the Roosters' long-term control of Crosstown, it would have been back to its former state not long after NCR left, rather than just now. ”

Andy reached out and tapped on the table, looking at Justin's bloodshot eyes and dark eyes, and wondering how long he would live.

"I thought people would at least miss Dave, and the old mercenaries he brought in didn't support him."

Justin gave a small smile.

"It's all mixed in the wasteland, money is the first thing, and the bottle caps I gave them are not something Dave can give.... His brain was too stiff to want this to happen again in Crosstown.... Entertainment venues, without me opposing him, everyone began to oppose him. ”

Andy looked at Justin, who was almost unrecognizable, and didn't say anything else, just nodded.

"Those are all things of the past, and I don't care about the past..... Let's talk about the present and the future, first of all, do you still recognize my share? ”

Justin nodded repeatedly.

"Admit it, definitely admit it, without the gold bars you invested, Crosstown doesn't know how long it will take to return to its current state, you see how brilliant Crosstown is now....."

"Brilliant? On my way here, I saw a lot of poor and hateful people, and there weren't so many wandering addicts in Crosstown before..."

"I can't help it, after all... There are also a lot more people. ”

Justin took a cigarette from his man and tried to hand it to Andy, but he refused.

"Let's talk about the future.... The last time I left, Dave asked me to go to the tribes north to see if I could improve the trading environment there, and I went and got that pretty much done, but he didn't seem to be in charge now.... Is Dave still here? ”

Justin smoked, touched his head, and shook his head.

"His clinic is still here, but the people are gone... Because after you left, there was a series of unpleasant things in the town, big and small, so he left here, supposedly to go to his teacher... Went to Hoover Dam to the west, right? I don't know exactly what happened, but no one forced him to go, and he was also a hero of Crosstown's independence. ”

Andy made a stop gesture.

“.... So you're going to have to take over this now, you're still selling arms, right? ”

"Of course, of course... It's called, it's called.... Don't forget your original intention, don't forget your original intention..."

"I'm going to buy a batch of guns...."

Andy pointed to a horse boy standing next to him carrying a regular semi-automatic rifle made by the Wasteland Workshop itself.

"I don't need too good and too precious goods, just the kind of thing he carries..."

Justin nodded in agreement.

"That's simple, I have a lot of that kind of goods here, and the price must be negotiable if you come to buy it, and it is guaranteed to be the lowest price in the vicinity... But how did you suddenly start this business? ”

Andy straightened his waist and moved his neck, leaning forward with his upper body, a series of movements that matched his strong physique with a feeling of oppression.

"That's what I'm going to talk about next, I've communicated with the Blackfoot Tribe, the largest tribe in the north, and they're willing to trade with us.... This first step is to sell them a batch of guns, after which I can have the opportunity to talk to them about more long-term trade deals, they have a lot of good things there and enough fighters to escort the goods.... You see, Justin, it's a big deal, they have endless meat to eat and water to drink, good Brahmin meat and clean water, and we have all kinds of things that they need. ”

Justin was taken aback, and vaguely glanced at a person behind him, and then laughed and toasted Andy.

"It's easy to say, everyone likes to make money, so.... I'll prepare you a batch of carbines, give them away for nothing ... But I have one condition, and that is that I will send a representative to go over and talk to the natives over there about specific matters..."

An unsightly man walked out from behind Justin, wearing a black suit that was not very clean, with a strong body, his hair was left at the earlobe, and a few gold earrings on one ear, and his skin was dark and rough, but there were many straight white lines on his face.

Obviously, those are scars.

He smiled at Andy with a hideous smile, although he seemed to know that he was a fierce person, but at the same time he also had a temperament that was not very flexible and clumsy, and the superposition of the two styles made people a little confused.

Looking at the person who didn't seem to be simple, Andy didn't say much.

"So be it, how long will it take for you to get ready? I'll use my cart to bring back a batch of people to gain the trust of those natives, and then your representative will slowly negotiate with them about your future trade issues....."

"It won't take a few days, but it will be two days later."

After saying that, Andy ignored Justin's retention and left this smoky place.

Out of the extravagant night fire bar, Andy walked alone through the streets of Crosstown, the ruins around him had been almost cleared, replaced by a large number of dilapidated shacks, or even tents, where many people lived, tired and destitute.

A few children were giggling and chasing a small lizard, as if they were going to add a meal today, Andy hooked a stone with his toe and kicked it, just hitting the little lizard, and it was motionless.

The children happily gathered together, skewered the lizards with a rusty iron hammer, and then started a fire on the spot and began to make the lizards.

Andy stopped and watched for a while, I don't know how many of these children will be weak and sick because of the random ingestion of these radioactive foods and the harsh environment when they were young.... In fact, the infirm do not live to adulthood at all, because their parents, who do not know whether they are still alive, cannot find medicine for them, so none of the children who can survive in the slums are in poor health.

Turning back, Andy walked to a store, where he had to get some wine for Galen.