Chapter 903: Chapter 903: Found Mark...
Mark’s fist mercilessly struck Wilmer’s cheek, sending his face askew and a mouthful of bright red blood spewing out.
But it wasn’t over yet.
After delivering a hard punch to Wilmer’s face, Mark immediately used brute force to change their positions in the air, directly pinning Wilmer underneath.
Then he looked coldly at the immobilized Wilmer and said, "Listen, the only one going to hell is you!"
He was an Interpol agent, carrying his own sense of mission and faith, treating every life equally, but he was no saint without temper!
Faced with a criminal who wanted to kill him, he naturally wouldn’t hesitate to take the other person’s life!
Suddenly being flipped, Wilmer panicked.
Now both he and Mark were rapidly descending, and in the position Mark had maneuvered him into, he would only serve as Mark’s cushion.
Whether Mark survived or not was uncertain, but he was definitely not going to make it!
"No, you will die, I will make sure you die!" Wilmer, with bloodshot eyes, clamped down forcefully on Mark’s shoulder, trying to change the current situation.
Wilmer wanted to turn Mark’s back towards the ground because that way Mark would surely die, and he might just barely survive.
But no matter how hard Wilmer tried, it was useless. Mark remained in firm control of the situation, leaving Wilmer to fall, back first, rapidly with Mark...
Seeing the ground getting closer and closer, and clearly spotting a huge reef beneath him, hearing the deadly rushing wind in his ears, Wilmer was no longer so indifferent to life and death.
He looked at Mark in panic, "Please, save me, I don’t want to die..."
"Sorry, earlier I indeed could have saved you, but you insisted on seeking death, now I can’t help," Mark replied calmly as he looked at Wilmer.
Wilmer: "..."
Yes, it was his own doing!
But earlier all he wanted was to kill this man before him!
Because this man had told him that his wife died because of him, that she died trying to escape his control... How was that possible? She loved him so dearly!
So he had to kill this man, he had to make him pay the price for his nonsense!
Yet he had thrown his own life away, receiving such an outcome.
No, he must make this man die!
Thinking this, Wilmer suddenly kicked hard at Mark.
The reason Wilmer kicked Mark was to make Mark dodge, because that would give him the opportunity to reverse the current situation.
However, dealing with Mark, Wilmer’s calculation was destined to be in vain.
When Wilmer’s foot kicked towards Mark, Mark dodged as Wilmer had hoped.
But Mark only sidestepped Wilmer’s attack, his strong arm still pinning Wilmer’s body, preventing him from taking advantage of the situation to turn over.
And after evading Wilmer’s attack, Mark counterattacked without mercy.
His leg rose, aiming precisely at Wilmer’s previously injured ribcage by the cliff, and kicked fiercely...
With a cracking sound, Wilmer’s previously injured ribcage shattered again.
And just 20 seconds after the sound of the crack, Wilmer, being the one at the bottom, was the first to crash onto the protruding reef in the sea.
With a loud bang, Wilmer and Mark together fell onto the reef.
The intense impact caused them to be quickly bounced off the reef and then fall into the turbulent sea.
As the cushion below, Wilmer’s head smashed into the reef, creating a large indentation, with a pool of shocking blood flowing out.
The bones in his body shattered piece by piece, piercing into his internal organs.
Without even a whimper of pain, Wilmer was already completely lifeless before the impact bounced them back.
As for Mark, who was above Wilmer, he fared much better.
Thanks to having Wilmer as a cushion, Mark’s body didn’t collide with any hard objects, and much of the fierce impact was absorbed by Wilmer.
Still, even so, Mark suffered severe internal injuries.
When the impact bounced them into the sea, Mark also passed out...
The turbulent sea swept Mark away, only to be discovered by fishermen heading out to sea, who pulled his still floating body from the water.
Having rescued Mark and realizing he wasn’t dead yet, the fishermen immediately took the heavily injured and unconscious Mark back home, summoning the village doctor for treatment.
Yet, the village doctor’s skills were limited, and Mark was severely injured, so since being rescued, he remained in a coma...
Now, looking at the pale as paper Mark, who had been in a coma and whose condition didn’t seem optimistic as the fishermen said, Silas couldn’t help but burst into tears, "Sob... Boss, why couldn’t you think straight? Why did you put so much effort into saving a deranged killer?"
"Look at where that got you? A real-life parable of the farmer and the snake... Sob... Boss, you meant to save his life and bring him back for trial, but he only wanted your life!"
"But at least that psycho got his karma, he schemed against the boss but ended up forfeiting his own life!"
Silas wiped his tears furiously, suddenly recalling something, he said, "Boss, with you unconscious like this, what about Arnold? She’s waiting for you to go back and marry her! Sob..."
The more Silas cried, the sadder he got, and he frequently wiped his tears, "Boss, if anything really happens to you, how will Arnold and Ethan Sterling’s engagement go on?"
So there Silas cried at Mark’s bedside.
Behind Silas stood other members of Mark’s team.
Though they did not cry like Silas, each of their eyes were red, and they were all brimming with tears.
Just as Silas was weeping aloud, Mark, who had been in a coma for a whole week, suddenly moved his finger slightly.
Someone noticed Mark’s barely perceptible movement and turned to the crying Silas beside Mark’s bed, exclaiming with joy, "Silas, the boss..."
