My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 154
Hearing the sudden gunshot, Ethan turned his head quickly.

The direction from which the gunfire sounded was clearly where Dahlia and the others were.

Ethan didn't care about searching for weapons in the house, pulled out the python revolver and rushed outside.

As soon as he rushed out of the house, he heard shouts from several nearby houses, and the gunshots startled all the cannibal mountain people who were resting.

At this time, he no longer hid his figure, and quickly ran to where Dahlia and the others were.

From a house in the back, five or six ferocious cannibals poured out, all holding machetes, shotguns, bows and arrows, etc. in their hands.

Someone saw Ethan's figure, quickly picked up the double-barreled shotgun in his hand and pulled the trigger.

A muffled gunshot rang out, and dense bullets flew towards him, hitting the old car beside him, causing dense bullet holes to appear in the car body.

Ethan paused, turned around, and threw his arms back.

The six-inch silver barrel of the Python revolver gleamed brightly in the sunlight.

"boom."

A loud bang.

The powerful .357 Magnum pistol bullets shot out from the muzzle and shot backward.

The man who fired at Ethan with a double-barreled shotgun just now had his head exploded like a watermelon.

Red and white objects splashed and poured on the bodies of several people nearby.

They didn't expect the person on the other side to have a gun, let alone have such terrifying power. In panic, several people standing together fell to the ground in all directions.

Ethan seized the opportunity and ran back to the house just now. Instead of entering the house, he stood behind an abandoned car, forming an angle of fire cover.

As soon as he stood still, he shouted anxiously into the room:

"Come out quickly, quickly."

On the porch of the house just now lay a short man with a bloody hole in his chest.

From time to time, in the houses behind, people came out of the house with strange screams, holding weapons in their hands.

Visible to the naked eye, far more than the number of people he saw just now.

Hearing his shout, Dahlia rushed out of the house holding a double-barreled shotgun, followed by several people, desperately running to Ethan's direction.

Scott covered his stomach with his hands in pain, blood staining his shirt red.

Those cannibal mountain people knew that they had weapons in their hands, so they didn't rush forward, but fired their guns indiscriminately.

Urged by the gunshots, the few of them quickly ran to Ethan's side.

Ethan asked eagerly, "What happened?"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a bang, and an arrow sank into the hood in front of him, causing his feathers to tremble.

At a distance of about twenty meters in front, a woman held a longbow and pointed at his position.

This muscular woman took out an arrow from her back with her backhand, put it on the bow, pulled her thick arm hard, and the bowstring was instantly full.

Ethan quickly turned the gun and pulled the trigger first.

Before the female archer could let go of the arrow, a piece of her head was smashed into pieces.

Seeing this, the chasing cannibals stopped in their tracks.

"I thought he was a kid," Scott said, leaning against the car, sweating profusely.

"It was a dwarf. He gave Scott a knife and I killed him."

Dahlia took the words and raised her double-barreled shotgun to scan around, but she didn't know where to shoot.

"Fake, there are all cannibals here, whether they are old, weak, sick or disabled, let's do it first."

Ethan took out the key and threw it to Jesse and continued: "You guys drive in the past, I will delay them."

Jesse took the key in surprise, and quickly supported Scott with Carly, and ran to the convoy behind.

Seeing those cannibal mountain people ready to move again, Ethan snatched the shotgun from Dalia's hand.

"Come here, you bastards with shit heads."

A strong man with a tall stature but not very bright head rushed out from behind the wooden house next to him, roaring.

He held a pistol and kept firing on Ethan's side.

Ethan turned his gun without hesitation, and with a bang, the shotgun spewed out.

The ugly, savage-like strong man was shot in the chest, and he flew backwards following the muffled sound of the shotgun.

Ethan dropped the fire stick in his hand, and dragged Dalia to the convoy.

At this moment, there was a burst of crisp cursing.

"Shet."

Jesse slammed the car door hard and shouted at Ethan:

"These bloody bastards took the steering wheel off."

Ethan ran to the side of the pickup and looked inside through the window glass. In the driver's seat, the steering wheel disappeared without a trace.

He quickly looked at the other cars, and the steering wheels of all the cars were unscrewed.

The cannibals behind heard the shouts of the outsiders in front, and they laughed strangely.

These things have happened to them more than once, and they have long experienced.

After taking off the steering wheel, relying on these outsiders, they can only let them play.

Ethan kicked the car door angrily, and a big hole suddenly appeared on it.

The people next to him all looked at him in despair, not knowing what to do.

Ethan raised his head and looked at the nearby hillside, which was densely covered with forests. He looked back and saw a dozen cannibals slowly approaching.

"Up the mountain."

He made a decision right away, there is still a chance to go up the mountain, and he can only wait for death if he stays here.

"I attracted their attention, you run up the hill."

Ethan looked at the few people next to him, and after making sure they heard clearly, he walked around to the other side of the pickup.

He catches his breath, then pops out from behind the car.

The python revolver in his hand spewed out flames, and with a bang, he knocked down a man holding a shotgun.

Hearing the gunshots, Dahlia and the others immediately ran towards the nearby hillside.

A tall man with hair like weeds hiding in the farthest distance saw them wanting to run, and quickly made an angry chasing sound.

Under his scolding, the cannibal mountain people who were slowly approaching, regardless of the threat of death, quickened their pace.

Seeing this, Ethan shot again, also headshot.

And the shadow of death has completely inspired the wildness in these people's hearts.

These cannibal mountain people, with red eyes and saliva splashing from their stained teeth, charged like beasts.

At this time, Scott has forgotten the pain in his abdomen.

He has never run so fast, as if he heard the breath of the wind.

You must survive. My dream is to be a great interior designer, but I can't fall down in this unknown mountain.

Scott glanced back, and a black shadow flew over.

He moved subconsciously and got behind Jesse.

Scott looked down the hillside, Ethan, who was confronting the cannibals, why did he look at himself in shock.

Why does Jessie keep calling her name? Her voice is so nice.

Why didn't I think her voice was so nice before, like a bird singing.

Scott slowly closed his eyes with a smile on his lips.

Ethan watched helplessly as an arrow flew far away, directly piercing Scott's heart.

He shook twice and rolled down the hillside.

"Scott."

Jesse yelled in grief and wanted to run back, trying to catch Scott.

(End of this chapter)