Chapter 103 Chapter One Hundred And Three

• "Why don't we drop that and have hand-to-hand combat?" Jason teased. "Do you think you can take me on, kid?" Sniper grinned. "No one is to shoot." Sniper looked back. "I think I can handle one little kid."
• Jason looked at him, "Don't you think you need to take off your jacket? You might get it stained." Jason pushed further. "With your blood. Enough talking, kid; come get me." Sniper laughed, waving his fingers at Jason.
• Sniper charged at Jason, his massive frame barreling towards him like a freight train. Jason, unfazed by the intimidating sight, cracked his knuckles and smiled.