My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Several people looked at each other and slowly stood up straight.

Ethan was the first to walk down the hillside, his clothes hit the weeds and a piece of dew fell.

Dahlia and the others also followed Ethan's footsteps with shotguns, and they quietly walked behind an abandoned car.

There was an arrow stuck on the rusty hood.

Jesse looked back with a complicated expression. During the day, Scott was hit by an arrow and rolled down the hillside.

"Don't worry, we will take revenge on Scott." Ethan put his arm around Jesse's shoulders.

Jesse tightened his grip on the double-barreled shotgun and nodded heavily.

"Jesse and I will go in, and you and Dahlia will stay here to guard."

Ethan observed for a while, but there was no movement in the wooden house at this time. He turned around and told Carly, then bent forward and touched forward.

When we got to the porch, there were still blood stains on the wooden floor.

Ethan put the shotgun on his back and pulled out the machete.

Jesse nodded to him, knelt on one knee, held the shotgun in his hand and pointed it at the door.

When she was ready, Ethan carefully opened the screen door and then pushed the door of the cabin open.

It was dark inside, and deafening snoring sounded.

After they entered, their eyes quickly adjusted to the light in the room, and the two of them were lying on the wooden bed, fast asleep.

These people really didn't shy away from it. Three people were beheaded here during the day, and they continued to sleep at night.

The two people in front of him have never been seen before. They probably went out to look out during the day, but it doesn't matter, he doesn't intend to let anyone here go.

Ethan flashed the machete, and Jesse slowly pulled out the ax from his lower back.

As the machete fell, she also swung down the ax in her hand. With a muffled bang, the ax blade cut off the neck bone and embedded it into the bed board, followed by the sound of gurgling water.

Jesse struggled to pull out the ax and felt relieved.

Ethan twisted the machete and opened the utility room to make sure no one else was hiding inside.

At this time, Jesse stood blankly at the door of the toilet.

Ethan walked behind her. In the toilet, Scott, Francine and Evan were all soaked in the bathtub, their skins were pale.

"Let's go and come back later."

Ethan whispered and walked out of the house.

Most of the young adults among the cannibal mountain people went up the mountain to search as the main fighting force, but Ethan and the others had already killed them all.

The few men who stayed at home were fast asleep, and the rest were old, weak, women and children.

Facing these people, Ethan and the others did not take it lightly. Even a child could easily kill an adult man with a gun.

After taking care of the people in the house, Ethan stood on the porch and waved in the direction of the abandoned car.

Carly and Dahlia put away their shotguns and ran out from behind the car.

At this time, the door of a house behind opened.

An old woman carried a bucket to the porch and poured out the sewage inside the bucket.

The sound of rushing water startled Carly and she quickly stopped.

The gravel beneath her feet slipped, and she stumbled and fell to the ground.

Although the movement was not big, it was particularly obvious in the quiet morning.

The old woman who dumped the sewage raised her head and shouted loudly.

"Tyler, is that you?"

Dahlia brazenly picked up the shotgun and pulled the trigger on the old woman.

"Bang"

The muffled sound of gunfire echoed among the wooden houses by the river.

"ah..."

The wooden bucket held by the old woman exploded, and sewage splashed into her face. She was stunned for a moment while holding the light wooden handle, and then screamed immediately.

The shot missed, and Dalia immediately pulled the trigger again.

This time it hit the old woman's leg directly, blood mist exploded, and half of her leg was instantly broken.

The screams suddenly turned into howls, and the sounds of people screaming in surprise came from the two houses inside.

Carly hurriedly got up, squatted on the ground, took a double-barreled shotgun, took aim, and then shot.

The moment she pulled the trigger, she closed her eyes, not knowing whether she would hit or not.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the old woman on the porch in the distance had collapsed to the ground, and a ball of blood was splashed on the wooden wall.

"Good marksmanship."

She praised herself and grinned.

"Thanks."

Ethan said without looking back, and then fired another shot, directly knocking back a short man who rushed out of the door.

Carly stuck out her tongue and hurriedly ran to the porch behind Ethan with Dahlia.

The cannibal mountain people who stayed behind discovered that they were being attacked and began to fight back.

A cloud of fireworks erupted from the window next to where the old woman had fallen, and the projectiles made a crackling sound when they hit the wooden wall.

Ethan had already retracted his leaning body, quickly lowered the barrel of the gun, and then handed it to Jesse behind him.

Dahlia and Carly were busy changing bullets. He did not take the shotgun from Jesse's hand, but pulled out the Beretta M9.

Another gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit the wooden wall next to it, knocking off a wooden board.

He immediately stepped out and shot two shots at the window.

In the wooden house ahead, there was immediately the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Tragic shouts rang out, and a naked woman with disheveled hair rushed out of the house holding a shotgun. She kept pulling the trigger, but nothing was fired from the barrel.

This was a man who didn't know the bullets needed to be replaced. Ethan shook his head.

After the woman found that the thing in her hand was unresponsive, she threw away the shotgun. Abba Abba shouted, picked up a shovel from the ground and rushed towards him.

Ethan raised his hand and shot her over.

The reason why these cannibal mountain people have been able to do evil for so many years is because they only target ordinary tourists.

Ethan guessed that Oliver, the slovenly old man at the gas station, was responsible for selling stolen goods and selecting targets. If there were suitable targets, he would point them to this road.

With their numerical superiority and weapons in hand, ordinary people are really no match for them.

But when you meet powerful people, they are just ordinary people with cruel temperaments.

There was no movement in the front room. Behind him, Dahlia, Carly and Jesse loaded their bullets and pointed their guns at the other side.

As long as you see a figure flashing, no matter whether you can hit it or not, shoot it first.

Under this momentum, no one stood out from the other side.

Ethan stepped back at this time. He wanted to quickly distance himself and use his advantage.

He backed away, his eyes scanning around.

Wherever a figure flashes, regardless of size, the pistol in his hand will burst into flames instantly.

The moment the gunfire bursts out, there will always be a mass of blood mist exploding in front.

After six shots were fired, there was no movement outside the cabin.

There were several bodies lying staggered on the ground, and the scene was as quiet as death.

However, Ethan still did not relax his vigilance. Who knows if there are one or two old Yinbi with good brains among these cannibal mountain people.

Under his command, Carly and Dahlia remained on the porch.

Ethan took Jesse in a big detour, using the debris placed outside the house as a shield, and quickly moved towards the back.