The temperature in the mountains was very cold, and after nightfall, a gust of wind blew through them, carrying away their body temperature.

Ethan pulls out the energy bar, tears open the bag and hands it to Jesse.

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

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

After filling their stomachs, the two of them were in good spirits, but a gust of night wind blew, and Ethan could still feel Jesse's body trembling next to him.

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

He looked over to Jesse, her mouth chattering.

"I can still hold on."

Jesse curled up in a ball with her hands on her chest, 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 tugged at him, Jesse hesitated, but moved cautiously and sat down in front of Ethan.

Ethan put his arms around her and took her into his arms.

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

"What do you guess they're doing up there?"

Ethan looked up at the wooden house above, although the moonlight was bright, but under the obscuration of the branches and leaves of the large trees, only a corner of the window could be seen.

"It should be the same as us, but you don't have to face the cold wind in the cabin, the cold is certain."

Ethan tightened his arms tightly, and after hugging Jesse, he also felt a lot warmer.

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

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

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

He leaned into Jesse's ear and whispered:

"Look over there."

Jesse fused for a moment, looking up at where Ethan was pointing.

The light of a string of torches appeared in the distance, and the light of the fire appeared in the dim woods, and after a while, the fire was extinguished.

"Sure enough, it came."

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

"Don't worry, they're not so fast, we save our strength."

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

Ten minutes later, footsteps rang out, and although they knew that the people below couldn't hear the movement, they still held their breath.

Jesse handed the machete to Ethan, then picked up the axe and looked down with a hateful gaze.

Ethan also turned his head sideways and looked down at a suitable angle.

Eight cannibal mountain dwellers formed a procession, dressed in gray-black and black, as they walked through the trees like ghosts.

Ethan squinted his eyes and looked at five of them with guns in their hands, and the other three with bows and arrows and hunting knives in their hands.

The men followed the trail on the ground, looking at the wooden tower in front of them and waving their instruments happily.

But the men made no sound and sat down.

They waited more than an hour before they got up and walked this way.

Jesse looked at the few people who looked like beasts below, and her heart was also frightened, and she asked in a low voice:

"What should we do?"

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

The cannibal mountain dwellers scattered and walked through the trees, and the men with bows and arrows on their backs also took their bows off and fastened them to their bows.

The sound of insects chirping in the woods also stopped.

When the men crossed the tree they were, Ethan and Jesse moved and slowly climbed down from the tree.

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

The group of cannibal mountain people gathered in front of the watchtower stopped and pointed their men upwards.

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

At this time, Daria and Carly were on the tower, waiting tormentedly.

I don't know how long later, they saw the table on top of the wooden door vibrate violently, and Daria instantly got goosebumps.

She and Carly rushed over and pressed the table.

Feeling the table shake twice, it stopped, and Daria just breathed a sigh of relief when there was a bang, and the machete broke through the wooden table, and the blade appeared in front of them.

Carly shuddered, then screamed loudly.

The screams pierced the night sky and reached below.

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

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

As the cannibal mountain folks clamored excitedly, he spotted a target and approached quickly.

The strong, weed-haired man gripped his pistol and looked bloodthirsty at the top of the tower.

He didn't notice at all, and 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 and hurriedly turned around.

The last image in his life is a ray of light piercing the night sky.

A sharp machete, straight through his neck.

There was a soft pop, and the big head fell in response.

Blood spurted down the severed artery, with a slight breaking sound, several meters high, drenching Ethan's entire body.

A thick smell of blood suddenly permeated, and the head fell to the ground with a muffled thud.

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

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

The man in the moonlight, covered in blood, looked more like a demon than they were.

And in the bloodied hands of this demon, he held a silver revolver.

The headless body standing beside him was still spurting blood, and the body slowly collapsed.

Ethan bared his white teeth, and the python revolver in his hand spewed gunfire.

"You bastards, go to hell."

"Bang"

"Bang Bang"

Scattered around the watchtower, three cannibal mountain men with guns burst their heads one after another.

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

The man who was climbing up also noticed the movement below, and he immediately grabbed his bow and arrow and shot it downward, and with a thud, the arrow sank deep into the ground at Ethan's feet.

Ethan sprang forward, snatching the pistol of the man whose head had been cut off.

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

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

"Bang"

Gunfire flashed.

With a scream, the man who had been attached to the wooden ladder to shoot arrows at him fell from above.

There was a muffled thud and it hit the ground.

"Be careful."

Remembering the scream, Ethan jerked back.

(End of chapter)