Chapter 900: Chapter 900: Life-and-Death Struggle with Crime
"After the boy was dismissed, he returned to his hometown and lived a life of mutual dependence with his mother... This kind of life made him once want to give up hatred and rampant bloodlust because he had someone he wanted to protect and love..."
"Your story is quite good, but not entirely true." Wilmer interrupted Mark, his dark eyes fixed on Mark, then continued, "Let me tell you the rest of the story."
After speaking, Wilmer followed Mark’s words and slowly began to narrate, "The boy, no, by then he was already a young man."
"He knew about his hatred but carefully hid it because it was too shocking. He wasn’t afraid of the public’s gaze and ridicule, but he feared that the one he loved would not be able to accept it..."
"He finally had an angelic girl to cleanse his soul, but..."
Wilmer’s dark eyes suddenly softened with warmth, and even his tone became gentle as he recalled something.
"The angel was completely destroyed by despicable people!"
"At the same time, his twin sons also left him..."
"That angelic girl accepted him, lived with him, and also bore their child..."
Mark sneered, interrupting Wilmer coldly, "Because of an accident, the demon inside you was once again awakened, and you killed the entire family of the person who crashed and killed your wife and son!"
Without waiting for Wilmer to speak, Mark continued to expose the truth, "In fact, that angelic girl never accepted your deranged love; she was imprisoned by you!"
"She was hit by that drunk driver because she wanted to escape your control." Mark looked at Wilmer and asked, "Do you know? She was smiling at the corner of her mouth when she died, a smile of liberation!"
"You’ve concocted a perfect story to conceal your sins, Wilmer, surrender!"
"No, impossible!" Wilmer was enraged, murderous intent boiling around him.
Wilmer glared menacingly at Mark and shouted viciously, "I will kill you, you lying bastard!"
As he spoke, Wilmer moved the gun away from the policewoman’s head and quickly fired a shot at Mark.
As Wilmer acted, Mark swiftly moved.
He sidestepped Wilmer’s incoming bullet and simultaneously aimed at Wilmer’s gun-holding hand.
However, Mark’s bullet did not hit Wilmer’s wrist because Wilmer skillfully dodged it as the bullet was fired.
And after missing the shot, Wilmer pointed the gun back at the critically wounded policewoman’s head, "Don’t try to infuriate me again, or she will die immediately!"
After speaking, Wilmer started dragging the policewoman away while keeping the gun to her head, "I’m taking her out of here now, and you’d better behave."
Because of the hostage, Mark could not stop Wilmer from leaving.
He could only follow Wilmer at a distance, watching helplessly as Wilmer exited the cave and reached the open mountain forest outside...
In the open mountain forest, Wilmer suddenly stopped.
Because Silas and his team had arrived from the other side.
Seeing the grand procession, Wilmer panicked.
He looked at the critically wounded policewoman he was dragging and spoke with a bloodthirsty grin, "Don’t you want to save her? I’ll give you a chance."
Wilmer’s eyes were cold and bloodthirsty as he stared straight at Mark, "Those people must not come closer; only you can follow me! Otherwise, I’ll kill her immediately!"
As Wilmer finished speaking, the approaching Silas immediately opened his mouth in concern, "Boss!"
"It’s fine." Mark reassured with a smile, patting Silas on the shoulder, "Listen to him and leave with everyone now."
Silas nodded, accepting the order, "Yes!"
Watching the quickly retreating soldiers, Wilmer laughed, "Don’t think about playing tricks. Remember, I was once the best special forces soldier too!"
Speaking, Wilmer retreated, dragging the policewoman along, and coldly said to Mark, "Follow me!"
Wilmer dragged the policewoman, leading Mark to the edge of the cliff.
Here, standing at the cliff’s edge, with his back against it, Wilmer didn’t worry about anyone suddenly appearing behind him.
Moreover, the path leading to the cliff was entirely in Wilmer’s view, with no concern that someone might secretly sneak up...
Mark looked coldly at Wilmer, "Now, can you let her go?"
Wilmer smiled, "Of course."
He looked at Mark and demanded, "But before that, you need to throw your gun down."
Mark’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he said nothing, directly tossing his gun down the cliff.
Wilmer’s bloodthirsty smile grew.
He looked at Mark and said coldly, "Now, you can come over. If you come, I’ll let her go."
"Alright." Mark agreed and walked towards Wilmer.
When Mark was just a step away from Wilmer, Wilmer suddenly acted.
Wilmer pushed the policewoman, who he had been dragging, onto Mark, and with a bloodthirsty grin, mercilessly shot at her.
But before that, Wilmer had coldly said, full of killing intent, "You can’t save her, and soon, you’ll meet a tragic fate at my hands, just like her! No, you’ll die even worse!"
On the other side, approaching Wilmer, Mark had been on guard against Wilmer.
When Wilmer suddenly acted, Mark quickly reacted.
Mark extended his long arms, catching the policewoman flying towards him, then kicked hard at Wilmer’s gun-wielding hand.
Without any hesitation, Mark laid the critically wounded policewoman gently on the ground.
Due to Mark’s actions, Wilmer’s gun was kicked away from his hand, along with the bullet he had just fired.
Wilmer looked at Mark incredulously, then moved along with Mark, who had safely placed the policewoman on the ground and stood up.
They moved in unison toward the gun that had been kicked away by Wilmer and then fallen to the ground.
When they reached the gun, Wilmer bent down to grab it...
But Mark was faster, kicking the gun off the cliff.
