Chapter 4 Who's Knocking on the Door?

"Grass! Sure enough, the fucking money grabs are coming fast! Cao Potian threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth, and then took out a cigarette from his pants pocket stained with fresh blood and lit it with a slight rustiness.

Cigarettes are a good thing, in the case of the complete collapse of industrial society in the last days, cigarettes exist as a luxury, and the price of a pack of cigarettes in the last thirty years is about the same as the price of a woven donkey bag today.

Even if Cao Potian later became the leader of a small gang, he could not smoke casually, and when he was addicted to cigarettes, he could only use things like corn whiskers and elm leaves to alleviate it.

"I'll get the knife." As soon as Cao Potian entered the store, he took out a stack of red tickets and slapped them on the counter. Anyway, in a few hours, the bills would be waste paper to wipe his ass, so he threw them quite boldly.

The shopkeeper was surprised: "Didn't your friend take your knife for you?" ”

"What?" Cao Potian's half-lit cigarette fell to the ground with a click.

The shopkeeper's face changed and said, "It must be your friend, he has said your ID, the Heaven-Breaking Madman." By the way, I remember this guy coming to my shop with you, with short hair, a thin look, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. ”

"Wu Yi!"

This time, it was Cao Potian's turn to clench his fists with red eyes, but after a short period of anger, he was shocked.

"How would he know I ordered a knife here?"

Cao Potian once again felt the kind of fear that can only be found after the end of the world, this knife was clearly ordered after he crossed over, and he didn't tell anyone about it during this period.

How would Wu Yi know?

Was it to get revenge for ransacking his room?

Cao Potian's mind was extremely confused for a while, but he was a person who had experienced the end of the thirty years, and he soon controlled his thoughts.

He patiently said to the shopkeeper. "If you still have a knife with a good blade, I'll pay double the price."

"Double the price? This one...... I'm afraid it'll be a few more hours. The shopkeeper looked greedily at the stack of red tickets on the counter, good guy, there are 20,000 yuan for such a thick pile.

"I want it now." Cao Potian said coldly.

"I have a ready-made handful, but that's four times as much." The shopkeeper swallowed.

"Deal." Cao Potian grabbed a few more stacks of banknotes from the pocket of his jacket, and a minute later, the shopkeeper came over with a black machete with a bladed blade.

Cao Potian took the knife and weighed it twice, and immediately nodded.

"My knife was forged by the old man himself, and it will definitely not cost you four times the priceβ€”" The shopkeeper said to himself in the middle of his boastful words, when he suddenly stopped abruptly.

I saw a bloody light coming out of the store, a headless corpse shook twice, and fell to the ground with a plop, and the shopkeeper's wide-eyed head rolled down to Cao Potian's feet, and was kicked out by the latter as a ball.

"Grass Nima! It's rambling. Cao Potian put the machete back from its scabbard and left the craft shop quickly.

If you dare to cheat him Cao Potian's money, you must die!

And Cao Potian didn't want people to know that he had bought weapons here, if this person survived the end of the world and revealed the fact that he bought a knife and blade a few hours before the end of the world, it would definitely attract the suspicion of people with a heart.

"Go to the West Heaven Community!" Cao Potian got into a taxi and lit another cigarette.

Smoking again after killing someone, it's really fucking cool!

Dare to snatch Lao Tzu's knife, Wu Yi, no matter how you do it, you will be the next one to kill!

……

Building 3 of Xitian Community, the roof of the building.

Wu Yi used a wooden stick to jam all the doors leading to the roof of the three units, and then began to arrange the mulch film with confidence.

He regretted that he didn't know exactly where he was going when he spied on Cao Potian's mind for the second time, but he heard Cao Potian seem to say that the higher the rain, the better the effect.

However, there is more than one high-rise building in Mexican City, there are three buildings of similar height, and there is also a TV tower.

It's just that now it's too late for him to rush to those locations, and he can only do the best he can under the existing conditions.

Regarding the height mentioned by Cao Potian, Wu Yi felt that the impact was not great, and the height difference of the ground building was completely negligible compared to the height of the rainfall.

He thinks that the roofs of high-rise buildings are less shaded, so that people can get more rainwater.

In this way, he has no disadvantage on the roof of the rental house.

And since the more rain there is, the higher the possibility of becoming an ability, what Wu Yi has to do is to absorb as much rain as possible.

Wu Yi looked around the roof of the building, and there was a lightning belt made of metal rods on the roof of this building, which could just be used to fix the mulch.

He wrapped the mulch around the lightning belt, covering almost half of the roof.

After doing all this, the time displayed on the phone was already 6:43 p.m., and the rain was about to start in seventeen minutes, and the sky was already cloudy at this time, and it looked no different from a normal rainy day.

Many people know that heavy rain is coming, and they will subconsciously speed up their pace, or take out umbrellas to respond, but those who do this will sadly lose their greatest reliance in the last days.

"It's better to come without warning." Wu Yi sighed, he began to take off his clothes, he planned to sit naked in the center of the mulch, so that while getting drenched in the rain, he could also soak his body in the red rain.

Just as Wu Yi finished taking off his last clothes, there was a sudden knocking sound on the door of the corridor behind him.

"Knock knock!"

Wu Yi suddenly became nervous, and his hand consciously touched the straight machete placed on the wall.

Who's knocking on the door?

Most of the building's residents are office workers like him. At seven o'clock, most people should still be working "voluntary overtime" in the office building, or still on their way home from work.

Even if someone comes back from work early, they must be lying on the sofa at home like a dead dog, who will be okay to come up to the roof?

What do you do on the roof?

"Could it be Cao Potian?" Wu Yi was shocked, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help but clench a little more.

Cao Potian will definitely go to the handicraft shop in the west of the city, as long as he speculates a little bit according to the information given by the shopkeeper, he will definitely know that the person who took the knife is him, because the ID of "Sky Breaker" is still registered with his help.

It can be said that the only people in the world who know who this ID is, Cao Potian, and the shopkeeper.

Wu Yi was a little annoyed that he shouldn't be so reckless, he should have directly smashed the shopkeeper's mouth open with money, anyway, after the apocalypse, it doesn't matter how much credit card you owe.

However, what he did was that it was possible to expose his mind reading skills, and with Cao Potian's experience in the next thirty years, he must have seen many types of supernatural beings, so the possibility of him surmising that he had supernatural abilities would be very high.

So the opposite side is likely to be Cao Potian, who guessed that he had a mind reader, so he would go to the top of the building. He had come to kill himself, and the empty roof was just the right place for him to come and drench himself in the rain.

"Damn it!" Thinking of this, Wu Yi's face turned pale.

With his current physique, he has absolutely no chance of winning against Shang Cao Potian, unless he sneaks up at the beginning, but the other party must have a lot of experience in fighting in the last thirty years, so his hope of victory is even more slim.

Wu Yi had never felt so regretful.