Ye Fan didn't have the courage to pick up the gun, but after thinking deeply, he picked it up. He had already decided what to do and naturally had to take the final step.

He had so many things to say and could persuade Fire Phoenix, but he couldn't open his mouth and didn't dare to make random promises.

Fire Phoenix looked at Ye Fan's expression, and there was an indescribable discomfort.

"Don't think that I will let you go or reconcile with you. Just forget about it." Fire Phoenix declared with certainty, "You know better than anyone, as an assassin of the God Organization, you've accepted brainwashing education since childhood. It's all about loyalty, unparalleled loyalty, absolute loyalty. The God Organization is faith and everything, an absolutely undeniable creed."

"I know." Ye Fan said lightly.

He understood better than anyone the indoctrination of the God Organization, which controlled everything about an assassin.

The God Organization could even instruct an assassin to commit suicide, and they wouldn't hesitate. Growing up in a cold environment, such a belief was cultivated — no rebuttal, no questioning, and they wouldn't oppose, strictly executing commands above all else.

That's why Leng Mei and others beside Fire Phoenix wouldn't dare to slack in executing Fire Phoenix's orders.

Actually, Fire Phoenix was waiting for Ye Fan to say something, but she didn't hear it, leading to extreme disappointment.

"Hold the gun in your hand, aim it at my head, I'll aim my gun at your head, and we'll duel like this." Fire Phoenix decisively said, "Remember since childhood, we supported each other, stepped out from a mountain of corpses and sea of blood to have today, and the myth and legend of the Terminator. Now, for the sake of fighting, bleeding, and risking life together, let's settle it like this."

"Alright." Ye Fan replied briskly.

"I'll count to three, then fire our guns, and see whose fate is stronger." Fire Phoenix proposed.

She spoke, aiming the gun at Ye Fan's forehead.

"By doing this, aren't we committing suicide?" Ye Fan said lightly, feeling heavily burdened inside.

"Are you afraid of dying?" Fire Phoenix raised her brows.

"Not really, it feels like we're committing romantic suicide." Ye Fan calmly said.

"Do you have something to say to me?" A hint of hope spread on Fire Phoenix's face.

"At this point, what is there left to say?" Ye Fan pretended to be clueless.

"Then stop dawdling, pick up your gun, aim it at my head." Fire Phoenix urged, "When I count to three, fire your shot based on your skills. Whoever dies isn't skilled enough."

"Alright." Ye Fan complied, mimicking Fire Phoenix's actions.

Just as Fire Phoenix was about to start counting, Ye Fan quickly said: "Hold on, let's have a drink first? It might be the last one."

When Ye Fan spoke, Fire Phoenix's heart brightened, thinking Ye Fan finally got it, but he just said that.

Fire Phoenix angrily lowered her gun and started pouring wine with her other hand.

During this time, Ye Fan checked the gun, glanced at the bullets, "They're real bullets, huh."

"Nonsense, do you think I'm joking around? Since it's a duel, would I mess around with fake bullets?" Fire Phoenix reproached.

After pouring and finishing their drinks, the two resumed aiming at each other's eyebrows with their guns.

Simultaneously, their bodies were poised, ready to move like lightning, unexpectedly swift.

"I'll start counting now." Fire Phoenix said tentatively.

"Go ahead." Ye Fan replied.

"One!" With a heavy heart, Fire Phoenix uttered the first count, her gaze turned sharp, while her heart was filled with resentment, furious at Ye Fan's inaction.

"Two!" Eventually, Fire Phoenix's voice fell, her fingers trembled involuntarily. If she wasn't trying to contain it, she couldn't be so calm; inwardly, her heart was deeply desolate.

Ye Fan's expression also looked poor, as if enduring torment, pale.

"I've already counted to two. Do you really have nothing more to say to me? Maybe I can still change my attitude." Fire Phoenix, not intending to hold back anymore, nearly poured out her hesitation and thoughts, waiting for Ye Fan's words.

"It's not bad to have a resolution between us." Ye Fan replied.

"You'll regret it." Fire Phoenix shouted.

"Maybe." Ye Fan responded.

"Remember my words, you will definitely regret it." Fire Phoenix yelled loudly.

Both of their expressions were unpleasant, but both tried hard to display a stubborn side, like two armies facing off with vigor, neither backing down, holding this stalemate.

"Three." With complex and determined emotions, Fire Phoenix shouted the number.

Almost simultaneously, Fire Phoenix fired her gun, gently closing her eyes, realizing she was about to die.

At the same time, Ye Fan also fired, with an indescribable complexity in his eyes.

Neither used the prepared countermeasure, wrists didn't collide, shadows didn't leap to dodge, resembling mutual suicide, almost like drawing an arrow on a bow, and it's just that bit of releasing fingers away from firing the arrow. Yet, in that moment, the archery situation changed into something not as tense, and it became part of a release or an explanation, giving each other a response.

All of this proved neither intended to evade, willing to take the opponent's bullet, and face death.

They fired at the same moment because they realized if either hesitated, the other likely wouldn't shoot, so under such emotional impetus, they jointly fired.

Simultaneously, their physical actions and gaze showed intentions to engage, confusing the opponent, leading them not to hesitate and bolding shoot.

Such thoughts led to simultaneous shooting, while also waiting for the opponent's bullet to appear.

Fire Phoenix saying Ye Fan will regret, and realizing she would die, was because her gun had no bullets, yet Ye Fan's gun was fully loaded with bullets.

If she died under Ye Fan's gun, he would surely regret for life, that was her aim.

What Fire Phoenix didn't know was when Ye Fan inspected the bullets, he had secretly removed them.

"Clink clink!"

Two guns emitted a slight sound of metal colliding and rubbing, without shooting deadly bullets.

At this point both guns were empty.

Fire Phoenix's face soon revealed a shocked expression.

As for Ye Fan, he was directly furious, Fire Phoenix doing this was too crazy.

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