My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 157
The temperature in the mountain dropped very badly. After nightfall, gusts of wind blew past and took away their body temperature.

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

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

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

After their stomachs were filled, the two of them lifted their spirits a bit, but with a gust of night wind blowing, Ethan could still feel the trembling of Jesse's body next to him.

It was already windy outside, not to mention they were at an altitude of ten meters now, and the night wind was even stronger.

He looked at Jessie, her mouth was chattering.

"I can still hold on."

Jessie folded her arms and curled up into a ball, and she forced a smile.

Ethan touched her arm, and it was cold to the touch.

"Don't hold on."

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

Ethan wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his arms.

Jesse suddenly felt a burst of 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, he could only see a corner of the window under the cover of the branches and leaves of the big trees.

"It should be the same as us. It's just that you don't have to face the cold wind in the wooden house. It's certain to be cold."

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

In the dark woods, there was a roar of a mountain beast from time to time.

Jessie couldn't help leaning back, feeling Ethan's strong heartbeat on her back, and she gradually settled down.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Ethan noticed a short fire dragon appearing in the distance.

He leaned close to Jesse's ear and whispered:
"Look over there."

Jesse shuddered, and looked up at the location Ethan pointed to.

A string of torches appeared in the distance, appearing and disappearing in the dark woods, and after a while, the fire went out.

"It really came."

Jesse lifted his spirits and reached out to grab it, but was stopped by Ethan.

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

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

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 axe, and looked down with hatred.

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

Eight cannibal mountain people formed a queue, and they walked through the trees like ghosts in gray and black clothes.

Ethan squinted his eyes and looked around. Five of them held firearms in their hands, and the other three carried bows and arrows and hunting knives in their hands.

These people followed the traces on the ground all the way. They looked at the wooden tower ahead and waved the equipment in their hands happily.

These people did not make a sound and sat down where they were.

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

Jessie looked at the beast-like people below, and felt panic in her heart. She asked in a low voice:

"What should we do?"

Ethan squatted down, "I'll go down first, you can judge for yourself, just help me look behind me."

The cannibal mountain people scattered and shuttled among the trees. The men with bows and arrows also took off the bows and buckled the arrows on the bows.

The fluttering sound of insects in the woods also stopped.

When those people passed the tree they were in, 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 the tree trunk, and looked forward
A group of cannibal mountain people surrounded in front of the watchtower stopped in their tracks, aiming their hands at the top.

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

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

After an unknown amount of time, they saw the table covering the wooden door vibrate violently, and Dahlia instantly got goosebumps.

She and Carly flew over and pressed the table tightly.

Feeling the table shaking twice and then stopping, Dahlia breathed a sigh of relief when there was a bang, the machete broke through the wooden table, and the blade appeared in front of their eyes.

Carly shuddered, then screamed loudly.

The cry pierced the night sky and spread down below.

The cannibal mountain people became excited when they heard the screams, and another person climbed up the wooden ladder.

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

When those cannibal mountain people clamored excitedly, he spotted a target and quickly approached it.

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

He didn't notice at all that there was an extra 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 that something was wrong, so he turned his head quickly.

The last scene in his life was a ray of light piercing the night sky.

The sharp machete slashed directly across his neck.

With a soft pop, the head of Da Hao fell off.

The blood spurted out along the severed artery, with a slight sound of breaking wind, and sprayed several meters high, drenching Ethan all over.

A strong smell of blood immediately 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 cannibal mountain people nearby, and they all turned their heads away.

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

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

And the demon held a silver revolver in blood-stained hands.

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

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

"You bastards, go to hell."

"boom"

"bang bang"

The heads of the three cannibal mountain people with guns scattered around the watchtower exploded one after another.

The deafening gunshots echoed in the mountains and forests.

The person who was climbing up also noticed the movement below. He immediately drew up his bow and arrow and shot down. With a bang, the arrow branch sank deeply into the ground at Ethan's feet.

Ethan flew forward quickly, taking the pistol of the man whose head had been chopped off in his hand.

There was another whistling sound, and the arrow branch passed across his cheek, leaving a bloodstain.

He squatted down, without batting an eye, and immediately pulled the trigger.

"boom"

Gunfire flashed.

With a scream, the person who was attached to the wooden ladder and shot at him fell from above.

With a muffled bang, it hit the ground.

"Be careful."

Remembering the scream, Ethan suddenly turned his head.

(End of this chapter)