"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.
"Bring it on, old man," Jason taunted, his eyes glinting with amusement.
The two clashed in a flurry of punches and kicks, their movements lightning-fast as they exchanged blows. Sniper's brute strength was m
