John Delver (he win)

“One, two, three!”

Lisa had half drawn her gun when John fired. The bullet was barely visible, and it struck Lisa right in her gun hand. She let out a painful cry as the bullet went clean through, but as her gun fell, she crouched, caught the gun mid air with her uninjured hand, and fired. But she missed.

John's second bullet struck in lisa's other hand. He wasn't the best shooter for nothing. She had now her both hands disabled. She layed in pain in the middle of the street as John approch her.

"You're a pretty girl? I'll offer you a deal." John said.

"I can shoot you to end your pain, as you loose the duel. But you may also live if you accept to be my ****, someone said there's hope where there's life, or someting like that. So Life or ****?" John asked.