"Sister, your hairstyle looks so weird, why are you shaving your head here?"

V, who played the cold-faced killer, made people retreat, but a little girl came out of the tent, I am afraid she was only five or six years old.

She can't tell children that this is the most popular unilateral shovel on the street, right?

So he continued to be serious, hoping to scare the child away—two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, wide-eyed.

"But sister, your eyes and eyebrows look good..."

This will not fix the V.

Fortunately, someone from the Red Ochre tribe soon took the child away.

"Sevi - why are you here? Come on, start class right away..."

A woman with glasses came over and vigilantly pulled the little girl named Saivi away.

V didn't react on the surface, but he was still relieved, and it was difficult for a child to maintain the setting of a cold-faced killer.

If she comes to a brain-dead detective, she can pull out a gun to scare people, this child is not suitable for anything.

Thinking so, she curled her hair up, and thought to herself:

Is it that weird? Am I feeling good?

Luckily, the conversation between Lille and Hector ended quickly, and V didn't have to hang out here.

It was when he came out that Hector changed his attitude and felt like he was a cow and a horse for Lille.

But he didn't say much, just hurried to a tent with the medicine jar that Lille had given him.

V looked at Hector's back and asked curiously, "Done?" What kind of Ecstasy did you give them? ”

"What about Jack? Go out and say. ”

V pointed to a large rock outside the camp, and Jack seemed to be communicating with the kid who had just pointed a gun at them.

If I read that right, the lad named Neville now has an Ajax - it looks like they snatched it from the Six Street Gang.

"Jack, get ready to unload and watch the car."

"Okay."

After getting the medicine, the atmosphere that was tense just now was immediately different.

The people hiding under the tent all showed their eyes, and the empty eyes that had been hopeless became a little brighter.

The class that was in progress also stopped because the teacher turned his gaze.

In short, the eyes of the entire camp were on them—no longer the vigilant gaze they had before, but like a savior.

The curiosity in V's heart went to the next level: "What's the situation?" ”

"Their tribe has a plague, and without this batch of medicine, it is estimated that they will die - look at this place, it is estimated that there are not twenty people who are still healthy, and most of them are children and women.

The plague seems to have spread in Santo Domingo, and the Six Street Gang is going to sell this batch of medicine at a higher price, and I will dispose of it to them at half price, a can of 40,000, and another can is a gift.

No comments, right? ”

"No comment." V blew his hair and didn't really care.

Jack was even more cheerful: "I'm sure I'm more okay." ”

"What were you doing there?" V suddenly asked, "That gun was taken down from the car, right?" ”

"Yes... I just looked at Neville and remembered who I used to be.

At that time, I had just joined the Valentino gang and followed my eldest brother to make deliveries, but my eldest brother was beaten to death by the rabbits of the Vortex Gang.

And then... You won't believe it, but I was standing behind my eldest brother and reacted very quickly.

Before the eldest brother's body fell, I took out the gun and shot the head of the opposite eldest brother, and my hands were shaking for two days in a row! ”

V was surprised: "I've heard about this, it turns out that the one who blew the consignee's head on the first delivery was Ling?" You were born to do this. ”

Jack was proud of it: "I thought, there are all little people behind me, and I have to go up to top of it - I remember my big brother's name, Diego.

It was he who taught me to use this gun, saying that this kind of large-caliber gun is for a big man like me, and he told me, if you protect your brother, your brother will protect you. ”

"Then why didn't you mess around in Valentino?"

Lille asks curiously - there is very little information about Jack's good brother in the game.

But I have to say, when you get along with each other, you think this guy is really reliable - he still wants to cover himself from machine gun fire at the Rama armory.

"I... You know, I want to do big things -- I think I'm a big guy. Jack added, "When I make money, I'm going to double the size of the Wolf Bar and have an all-you-can-drink night every month!" ”

In fact, the core reason is that Mrs. Wells does not like her son joining Valentino and wants him to be a decent person.

Jack was a little embarrassed when he said this, but Lille heard a hint of... Lonely?

It didn't take long for Lille to understand the sentiment.

When he was in the Valentino Gang, he used to work on the streets with his little brother in his teens with a cybersa eagle like a bird, and everyone said that he was more than capable of this, and that he would become a big man in the future.

He wanted to meet the expectations of his little brother when he was eighteen --

Big job, big job in the famous Night City, he wants to do this.

It's just that there is a gap between the ideal and the reality - now in his twenties, and without the Valentino gang, he can only take on some scrap work.

He thought that leaving Valentino and going it alone was the first step to becoming a legend, but it turned out to be further and further away from his ideals.

Whether it is to become a big man or to become a decent person, the two goals seem to be incompatible with his current state.

Lille patted Jack on the shoulder - he still had to raise his hand to pat.

"There will be a day."

Jack smiled and said, "Can I buy a gun for Neville kid?" The money is deducted from my share. ”

Lille shook his head: "No, as a giveaway, I will send them three more sets of tactical equipment for free, guns, bullets, and body armor." ”

"You're so kind?" V was surprised.

Lille glanced at V and said I look so dark?

"Just make a friend -- what about this? No problem. ”

V and Jack shook their heads.

The three of them unloaded to the center of the camp with the goods, and Hector looked at the batch of medicine excitedly, saying something to Neville beside him.

Neville looked surprised at this, glanced at the three of them gratefully, and then shouted loudly:

"We've got medicine! The Six Street Gang planned to continue to sell us medicine at a higher price, but the three friends, Lille, V, and Jack, gave us the medicine at half price and gave us a can!

The tribe is saved! Now according to the order set before, come up one by one to get the medicine, don't squeeze!

And also... Thank you, you will always be friends with red ochre! ”

The eyes were really focused on the three of them, and the people in the tribe were bustling with each other, and everyone who passed by the three would bow their heads to express their gratitude.

This scene really made Jack and V emotional.

That's not how the Wanderer Tribe is portrayed in the news.

V sighed: "In Night City, in addition to being dirty, messy, and poor, most of the news related to the wanderers is about what company convoy they attacked, where the mining farm was bombed, and so on.

Seriously, I used to think that the wanderers were a bunch of unreasonable terrorists, but it turned out - they were still in class. ”

"Before the land could be cultivated, they were farmers, farming when they were busy and working in the city when they were free – they could be seen in factories, on construction sites, and now they are," Lille said.

And the land can't be cultivated, so of course you have to wander from city to city to find work - as for education, the wanderer is more education-oriented than you might think.

There are no schools in the Badlands, so they can only teach themselves, so that the children will not become illiterate, and they will also learn from the old mechanics.

Most importantly, they learn to be loyal to their families and clans, to die for their families and to stick knives in their friends. ”

Jack said, "Sounds like... It's like Heywood. ”

Neville trotted up to Jack and said to the three of them, "Thank you so much, we really don't know what to do if it wasn't for you."

It's your gun, and I wish I could fight like you one day. ”

Jack smiled and pushed the rifle back to Neville, "He's yours, boy, you're going to be as good as I was when I was younger."

Well done, your people need you - we have a gift for you, come here. ”

When the three of them gave Neville three sets of tactical equipment, he was stunned.

In fact, he even cried.

It is often said that wanderers are thugs who live in the dust.

Tears? It has long been dried by the sand.

But Neville was only 15 years old, and he had just begun to learn to do something for the tribe, when this happened to him, and his eldest brother was sick and no one was standing in front of him.

Situationally, he's much worse off than Jack--

He didn't have Valentino's name in it, but he had to wear red ochre.

It was the first time he had had outsiders show kindness to him and his tribe.

He wiped his tears and said to the three of them, "Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, if one day you need red ochre, I will definitely come."

But now you may have other troubles, and this morning the Six Street Gang sent us a message telling us to keep an eye on the robbers and let them know if we have any news.

I'm guessing they're going to block you at the intersection – if you believe us, you can go back with our cars, or they'll recognize them. ”

"Of course I don't mind."

Lille shrugged his shoulders and glanced at V and Jack, as if to say: Look, how useful the befriending strategy is.

"We're friends already, aren't we? Thank you for your help, Neville.

Okay, get ready for the return trip, find the priest to sell this batch and divide the money. ”

Cents?

Their eyes lit up.