Inwardly shocked, Hansen's left hand, alarmingly steady, reached to his belt to retrieve the spare bullets, while his right hand gave a shake to the ivory pistol. The toggle opened and closed, the bullet already installed.
Swift and decisive.
Done in less than three seconds.
At the same instant, Shen Yue spun around and land in the secret chamber.
The two simultaneously raised their guns, each seeing the other's intense killing intent reflected in each other's eyes.
The oil lamp, after receiving a cut from Master Dada, finally fell to the ground. Lamp oil spilled all over, ignited by sparks and formed several lines of fire.
The lines of fire illuminated the secret chamber, making it appear like a sacrificial scene.
A sacrifice required fresh blood.
The firelight was already dimming.
For the god of sacrifices, this might not be glorious enough, but for a real assassin, a bit of light can decide life or death.
Hansen finally pulled the trigger!
