My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The temperature in the mountains dropped drastically. After nightfall, gusts of wind blew through them, taking their body temperature away.

Ethan took out the energy bar, tore open the package and handed it to Jesse.

The two of them chewed the food in their mouths in silence, and Jesse carefully stuffed the energy bar package into his pocket.

On the branches in front, machetes and axes were placed, waiting for the moment to drink blood.

After filling their stomachs, the two of them felt a little more energetic, but a gust of night wind blew by, and Ethan could still feel Jesse's body trembling next to him.

It was already windy outside, not to mention that they were now ten meters in the air, and the night wind was even more fierce.

He looked over at Jessie. Her mouth was trembling.

"I can still hold on."

Jesse crossed her arms and huddled up into a ball, and she forced a smile.

Ethan touched her arm, which felt cold to the touch.

"Don't hold on."

He grabbed Jesse's hand and pulled it toward him. Jesse hesitated for a moment, then moved carefully and sat in front of Ethan.

Ethan crossed his arms and pulled her into his arms.

Jesse suddenly felt a warmth, and his trembling body calmed down.

"What do you think the two of them are doing up there?"

Ethan raised his head and looked at the wooden house above. Although the moonlight was bright, only a corner of the window was visible due to the obstruction of large branches and leaves.

"It should be like us. We just don't have to face the cold wind inside the wooden house. It's definitely cold."

Ethan tightened his arms, and after hugging Jesse, he also felt much warmer.

From time to time in the dark woods, the roar of a mountain beast could be heard.

Jesse couldn't help but lean back, feeling Ethan's strong heartbeat on her back, and her heart slowly calmed down.

I don’t know how long I waited, but Ethan noticed a short fire dragon appearing in the distance.

He leaned close to Jesse's ear and whispered:

"Look over there."

Jesse was excited and looked up at where Ethan was pointing.

The light of a string of torches appeared in the distance, and the fire flickered in and out in the dim woods. After a while, the fire went out.

"Sure enough, it's here."

Jesse cheered up and reached forward to grab it, but was stopped by Ethan.

"Don't worry, they are not that fast, let's save our energy."

Ethan raised his arm and looked at the time in the moonlight. It was almost midnight.

Ten minutes later, footsteps sounded. Although they knew that the people below could not hear the movement, they still held their breath.

Jesse handed the machete to Ethan, then picked up the ax and looked down with hatred.

Ethan also turned his head and found a suitable angle to look down.

Eight cannibal mountain men formed a queue. They were dressed in gray and black clothes and walked through the trees like ghosts.

Ethan squinted his eyes and looked at it. Five of them had firearms in their hands, and the other three were carrying bows and arrows, and they also had hunting knives in their hands.

These people followed the traces on the ground and moved forward. They looked at the wooden tower in front of them and waved the equipment in their hands happily.

These people did not make a sound and sat down on the spot.

After waiting for more than an hour, they stood up and walked towards this side.

Jesse looked at the beast-like people below, feeling frightened in her heart. She asked in a low voice:

"What should we do?"

Ethan squatted down and said, "I'll go down first. You can make your own decision. Just look behind you for me."

The cannibal mountain people spread out and shuttled among the trees. The people who were carrying bows and arrows also took off their bows and fastened the arrows on them.

The chirping of insects in the woods also stopped.

When those people crossed the tree where they were, Ethan and Jesse also moved their bodies and slowly climbed down from the top of the tree.

When he was still a few meters above the ground, he stopped, curled up behind a tree trunk, and looked ahead.

A group of cannibal mountain people gathered in front of the watchtower stopped and pointed their weapons upward.

The two men carried their weapons behind their backs and quickly climbed up the wooden ladder.

At this time, Dalia and Carly were waiting in agony on the tower.

They didn't know how long it had passed before they saw the table covering the wooden door vibrate suddenly, and Dahlia instantly got goosebumps.

She and Carly rushed over and pressed down on the table.

Dalia felt the table shake twice and then stopped. Just as Dalia breathed a sigh of relief, there was a bang, the machete broke open the wooden table, and the blade appeared in front of them.

Carly shivered and then screamed loudly.

The cry pierced the night sky and reached below.

When the cannibals heard the screams, they instantly became excited, and another person climbed up the wooden ladder.

At the moment when Carly's scream sounded, Ethan fell from the tree trunk like a ghost.

When the cannibal mountain people clamored excitedly, he identified a target and approached quickly.

The strong man with long weed-like hair held the pistol and was looking at the top of the wooden tower with bloodthirsty eyes.

He didn't notice at all that there was another person coming out behind him.

Ethan slowly raised his hand, and the moonlight fell on the blade like a clear spring.

The strong man in front of him felt something was wrong and quickly turned around.

The last scene in his life was a streak of light cutting through the night sky.

The sharp machete sliced ​​directly through his neck.

There was a soft pop sound, and Dahao's head fell down.

Blood spurted out along the severed artery, making a slight crackling sound, and sprayed out several meters high, drenching Ethan all over.

A thick smell of blood suddenly filled the air, and the head fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

This movement, as well as the spreading smell of blood, instantly attracted the attention of several nearby cannibal mountain people, and they all turned their heads.

The moment they saw Ethan, their bright eyes held a hint of terror.

The man under the moonlight was covered in blood and looked more like a demon than them.

The demon held a silver revolver in his blood-stained hands.

The headless body standing next to him was still spraying blood, and the body slowly fell down.

Ethan showed his white teeth, and the python revolver in his hand sprayed gunfire.

"You bunch of bastards, go to hell."

"boom"

"Bang bang"

There were three cannibal mountain men with guns scattered around the watchtower, their heads exploding one after another.

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed in the mountains and forests.

The man who was climbing up also noticed the movement below. He immediately picked up his bow and arrow and shot downward. With a whoosh, the arrow branch sank deeply into the ground at Ethan's feet.

Ethan quickly flew forward and took the pistol of the man whose head was chopped off in his hand.

There was another hiss, and the arrow swiped across his cheek, leaving a trail of blood.

He half-crouched and immediately pulled the trigger without blinking.

"boom"

Gunfire flashed.

With a scream, the man who was clinging to the wooden ladder and shooting arrows at him fell from the top.

There was a muffled bang and it hit the ground.

"careful."

Remembering the scream, Ethan turned around suddenly.