Once again defeated by Mark, Wilmer was furious.
His gloomy eyes were filled with raging anger as he looked at Mark and coldly said, "I underestimated you!"
Mark sneered, "Wilmer, today is the day you get arrested. Remember my name, Laurant Foster!"
With that, Mark advanced towards Wilmer without a word.
Mark's powerful fists fiercely targeted Wilmer's cheekbone, jaw, chest... His long, strong legs simultaneously kicked and stomped aggressively at Wilmer.
Of course, as Mark launched his attack, Wilmer, a fellow ex-special forces soldier, was not idle.
He also swung his powerful fists mercilessly, targeting Mark's weak spots with kicks and punches...
Soon, both of them kicked each other away simultaneously.
"Pfft!..." Wilmer spat out blood from his mouth, glaring at Mark with hatred, "You will die, you will definitely die by my hand!"
Saying this, Wilmer got up once more and engaged in combat with Mark again.
