Hoover Dam Downtown District, damp and dark inside the dam. Today is a special day, and many people have been waiting for this day with great anticipation, and on this day, another batch of new supplies will appear in the city of Hoover Dam and gradually circulate everywhere.

The price of these goods is relatively cheap, and the quality does not necessarily have to be worse than the legal goods of the Crimson Caravan, of course, there is absolutely no after-sales service, shopping receipts and the like.

Strangely dressed people wandered to a clearing in the eastern part of the center, the worst part of downtown Hoover Dam, so no one had a shop or lived there, because the cracks above had caused a lot of water seepage on the top, and no one was going to waste bottle caps to light up here.

It doesn't matter if it's day or dark outside, it's always a disgusting place, and the clammy cold in the darkness seems to penetrate into people's souls and freeze everything.

The Hoover Dam city government, led by Mayor Dodge, of course, has taken into account the cleanliness of the closed inner city of the central area, and the residents of the dam crest area can simply throw their garbage into the river valley and let it be carried away by the river, but the residents of the central area can't do this, because a lot of garbage is generated here every day, and if left unattended, the central area will soon become uninhabitable, and then it may affect the normal operation of water purifiers and generators inside the Hoover Dam, which will lead to the collapse of the city.

As a result, a few hired waste pickers and a few recycling robots repaired and reprogrammed by the Followers of the Apocalypse form a garbage removal team, which is loaded and discarded by robots in tin box trucks every day, while human cleaners check for gaps and direct the work.

Now, the Hoover Dam cleaning team is in a place where they have no reason to come, and the Protector robot with engineering clips in its hands is swaying and pushing a heavy tin box cart, followed by a few dirty cleaners with brooms and shovels.

The people in the shadows were immediately attracted to it, and after the garbage truck stopped, a group of guys in black suits took the lead in approaching, and one of them was holding a huge belly, his face was covered with leprosy for some reason, and his mouth was large and wide.

The cleaners were not surprised, and they put down their cleaning tools and talked to the man in the black suit and big belly for a while, before taking a few bags of things from him.

Once they had what they wanted, the cleaners scattered and handed the box truck, which at first glance looked like a truckload of garbage, to the black suits.

A few black suits took out a crowbar and inserted it into the garbage of the box truck, and then together they pried it, and an iron plate was lifted out, and it turned out that the garbage in the box car was only a small layer.

Underneath that were stacked on top of each other were wooden chests, without any patterns or markings on them.

The people around gradually came over, and after checking the code, they were asked by the black suits to stand in a line in order, and walked to the box truck one by one to make a deal.

"Good wine." A balding bearded man with a flushed face offered what he wanted. Big Belly snapped his fingers at his little brother, who was standing on top of the cart, and the little brother rummaged for a while and sent down a few glass bottles full of liquid.

"These are 50 caps." Big Belly took a knife from the waistband of his trousers and pried the cork of one of the bottles, and a strong aroma of wine immediately came out, making the buyer's eyes glow.

"A few other bottles, can you also..."The bald beard rubbed his hands, hoping to inspect them one by one.

"What are you thinking? Should I buy it or not? If you don't buy it, get out of here, don't delay others! The man in the black suit with a huge belly pointed at the buyer's nose and shouted, without the slightest attitude of serving the customer, or that he didn't need to have it in the first place.

The bald bearded man looked around at a few black suits who were eyeing him with a sweat on his forehead.

"Uh.... But.... Toad, there are several bottles of sour water in the wine you gave me last time, and you can't drink it at all, and you can't sell it, otherwise I'll buy one bottle this time, the one you opened..."

"Have you figured out Johnson, what are the rules here and I want me to tell you?" He lifted his precarious belt.

"You can't pick the goods, don't return or exchange, you can only make an appointment for what you want, and you must buy it after making an appointment!" Why buy a bottle first, if you don't buy all these wines today, you don't have to leave, let's go back to me, I promise that all kinds of eating, drinking and entertainment will be brought to you, so that you can't eat and walk around. The bald bearded man turned red and turned white with fright, waved his hand and took out the cap of the bottle, and fled with the bottles, which he didn't know how much was real wine.

The toad snorted coldly and beckoned the next person to come over, this time the other party made an appointment for bottled water.

Two small boxes of clean water were placed on the ground, and there was no pattern on the dirty bottles, which at first glance were not goods transported by the Crimson caravan from the eastern tribes, but only a piece of paper with a capital letter on them

"J", originally the city of Hoover Dam did not have a need to buy clean water from the outside, but it could not stand the home-grown water that has become more and more difficult to drink recently, and drinking it can cause headaches and diarrhea, and this market demand is gradually forming.

"120 covers a box, don't learn from the guy just now, these are all Jericho's goods, don't pick." The toad patted the box of clean water, and the fat on his stomach shook.

The buyer looked at the label on the bottle and was satisfied with the price, which was much more expensive if he had bought water from the Crimson Caravan, although it was not surprising.

The cost of purifying water to be purchased and transported from the eastern tribes is already not low, and the Dodge mayor has to take taxes from the goods when they arrive at the Hoover Dam, and the only way to continue to be profitable is to raise the price.

After working for a while, the toad patted the bottle cap bag and felt very satisfied, and a little brother suddenly came over.

"Dusty sent someone." The toad rolled his eyes and waved his hand to show that he already knew. Soon after, after reporting the code, he crossed the periphery and was about to continue walking past Andy was stopped by a black suit boy.

"You're sent by Dusty, aren't you?" The monkey-cheeked guy walked straight up to him and asked.

"yes, what's wrong?" Andy replied blandly, and then planned to continue walking, but the other party stopped directly in front of him.

"Our boss said that there will be no goods for you in the future, go back, and call your boss to come and talk about it." Andy raised his eyebrows, and his left and right eyes gestured to Mark and Beatrice, and put on a fierce face and leaned directly in front of the horse.

"What?! You - again - say - again. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked boy was so frightened that he leaned back and almost sat on the ground, and after a few steps back in embarrassment, he shouted around.

"There's a troublemaker! There's a troublemaker! "A guy with a dirty cloak and a scruffy beard was standing in front of the toad, handing out the bottle cap with a trembling hand.

"Give it to me..... Give me that..."He stumbled, his eyes bloodshot.

The toad can see at a glance that this is an addict, and it is the kind of dangerous person who has not been alive for a few days and has some mental disorders, this kind of guy generally has to be dealt with carefully, long-term use of illegal drugs will cause the user's spirit to be very irritable, they may fall into an extreme state at any time to do terrible things, and what is worse is that most of them have lost their sense of pain and reason, even with bullets it is difficult to immediately eliminate their ability to move.

The toad just wanted to turn around and beckon the little brother who was squatting on the box cart to find medicine, but was suddenly attracted by the shout, and his eyes immediately shifted to Andy, seeing that several horse boys with guns and sticks were directly dealt with by the two bodyguards beside him after walking in front of Andy, the guy in the white coat who didn't look amazing knocked down a person with a punch, and the other terrifying super mutant didn't even want to get too close.

He rolled his eyes and pointed at Andy and muttered a few words to the addict in front of him, the man was silent for a moment, then suddenly ripped off his rag cloak and let out a beastly roar, turned his head and rushed towards Andy, still clutching a dagger in his hand.

This sudden scene frightened the surrounding buyers, once such a big movement appeared, it was a danger to all those present, although the deputy sheriff of the central district was notoriously incompetent, but if the matter was very big, all those involved in the black market trade could face prison and huge fines if they were arrested, according to the relevant provisions of the NcR law.

Black Canyon Prison is not a good place, as one of the surrounding annexes of Hoover Dam City, its wardener is also the mayor of Dodge, in order to effectively deter all kinds of criminals and anarchists in the chaotic eastern D.C., which is very different from the prisons in New California, and does not pay attention to human rights protection laws.

As for the huge fines, it is enough to make people fall to the bottom of society overnight. So in the chaos, people quietly began to disperse, and soon only Andy and Toad were left in the scene.

The madman who rushed at him with red eyes and screamed wildly didn't even run close enough to stab the dagger in his hand when he was hit in the head by several bullets, his eyes burst instantly, and his entire face was shattered and burned.

Andy put down the N99 and self-charging pistol in his hand, it may be difficult for ordinary people to parry this kind of melee raid, but it means nothing to him, such a close distance makes the V mode hit 100%, and after being hit in the head by a gun and completely destroying the brain, this inexplicable madman dies on the spot, and there is no room for play.

Frankly, he was still far from the melee speed of the feral ghouls in the wasteland that exploded in an instant over short distances.

The corpse whose head had been disintegrated fell to the ground, making the murderous gangsters around him instantly become obedient.

"Murder..... Killed! Someone screamed in disbelief, smeared oil on the soles of their feet and turned around and ran.

The toad also felt a little at a loss, what should I do, could it be that these smugglers still have to go to the police.... If that doesn't work, fight to the death with this guy?

That seems to be too.... Some of the horses fled, and the other part was knocked to the ground by Andy's teammates, and in the blink of an eye, the toad became a loner, and he tripped over Andy after just a few steps, and directly became a rolling gourd.

"Wait! I have something to say, we will supply Dusty's goods as usual, don't shoot, you ..... If you kill someone and don't want to be pestered by the police, you might as well get out of here! The toad lying on the ground felt the cold sensation coming from the muzzle of the gun against the back of his head, and he choked with fright.

A piece of paper was handed to him. Andy shook the piece of paper.

"What are you talking about, the police told me to come to you, see? A search warrant signed and stamped by Sheriff Ralph, the madman who attacked the police and died innocently. ”