Fighting Back Rocky Bleier Movie Novels & Stories

“Yes. The big boss called. He says that since you’ve been recruiting us to fight your dirty war—his words, not mine—he wonders if you’re returning back to us?” Hayden looked ahead of him. The hospital was so white and bleak. It smelled of disinfectant and the looming stench of death, whose invisible darkness attached itself to the walls. He felt as empty as the medicals attending to those deaths. “I will not be coming back, Rocky.” He said. “You have my back, don’t you?” “Of course.” Rocky sighed and looked straight ahead. “You can call me whenever you want. I’ll do your bidding. I’ll pull the trigger if you don’t want to. I’ll make all the hard decisions for you.”

" Lightning flashed, followed immediately by a loud thunder which rumbled above the sky. As lightning illuminated area, Rocky could clearly see a hundreds of mens heavily armed on the enemy's side. They were all armed with heavy weapons, he also noticed that they were not something ordinary. But he didn't hesitate and he did doesn't want to get captured by this group he roared. "Let's surge forward and fight our way out!" He growled fiercely. Then, he lifted his weapon, as he prepared to fire the first shot. Right after he decided to revolt against this unknown group and made a move, Agent 5, who was station at the tower, pull the trigger once more. Boom! Rocky was shot dead instantaneously.

Blakeley replied sarcastically and turned to him fully and this time, they could hear the men getting closer. “Aren't you like an assassin? Can't you just kill them all? And don't tell me you can't cause I know that you can. I have seen footage of you beating up over twenty armed men in five minutes Blakeley, they aren't even up to ten.” He explained and she walked towards him. “Well if you haven't noticed, I am not really in the mood to kill.” She replied and pulled him closer to the edge and in a flash, she threw him off the roof.

“You’re choosing the less favorable option, eh?” With a scornful smile, Keaton waved his hand. “Rocky, give him a good beating. Moreover, he must pay every single cent for tonight’s bill. Otherwise, don’t let him leave!” “Yes boss!” Rocky was a one-eyed man. He kneaded his fists before stepping forward. “Looks like you’re a lot stronger than these guys!” Fane glanced at those big guys in suits lying on the floor. He could tell that Rocky was not a simple person.

" Rocky was furious about being woken up. He pulled out a pistol from under his pillow, and aimed it at a subordinate who barged into his bedroom. "What the hell are you—" Rocky froze before he could finish his sentence. His trusted subordinate had a gaping hole in his lower abdomen. Blood continued to gush out. Rocky's pupils contracted instantly. He jumped out of bed, and pushed the window open. Bang! Just then, a group of people barged into the room. They pulled the trigger on Rocky without saying a word. Rocky leapt down from the window. He was on the third floor. The mob rushed to the window, and kept firing at him. Blood splattered across his back, and he fell to the ground. However, h

On the other hand, my eyes captured the name on the rifle—ROCKY. So, the attacker's name is Rocky! Julian stepped close to the man while hitting the leg on his chest, making him step back. Julian lowered his hand while pulling his gun in his pocket and keeping it in Rocky's forehead. "WHO ARE YOU?" Julian clicked his tongue. "Who has hired you to kill her?" Rocky looked at him with a devilish smile around his lips. "Damn, open your mouth!" He screamed at the top of his lungs and stepped close to grab Rocky when Rocky climbed over the wall like a professional fighter before landing in front of me.

I get paid each time I fight and the best part of the deal is, I get to hit as many people as I want without worrying about any rules. That was how I found myself working for Rocky. He helps me and in return, I bring in money for him. After my meltdown in front of Abigail yesterday, I decided to call Rocky to set me up for a fight. I needed not to feel anything. I wanted to feel numb and pounding someone with my fist was my cure. Even though, I was set up against 'The Butcher.' Biggest guy I've ever seen in my life.

Owen groans as we enter the living room. Our conversation comes to a screeching halt as we spot a girl with her back facing us, aggressively kicking Rocky, who's cowering on the floor and shielding himself with his hands. "Get off me, your fucking crazy!" Rocky yells, prompting us to exchange bewildered looks. Did he accidentally pick a fight with the wrong girl again? It wouldn't be surprising if he did. I glance over at Owen, who looks infuriated, confirming my suspicion that Rocky has once again broken his cardinal rule.

Fear and resolve danced there in equal measure. Garrett shoved Ryder, sending them both sprawling. Ryder spat curses, scrambled to his feet, but his eyes never left Blake. He was hunting a reaction; he was trying to break me by breaking her. “Ridge!” Roman shouted. “Cover the door!” I tore through the fight like a thunderbolt, cutting down a man who tried to close the distance between Blake and the fallen doorway. My body was all muscle and command: protect, push back, annihilate. Every strike was precise, brutal. I felt the world tilt when one of Ryder’s men managed to pin Roman, and I killed the bastard with a savage, single move that left my hands shaking.

Anthony said. No, not if I strike him first. James approached Rocky after rising to his feet. However, the man in front of him is obviously looking for a fight, which he will give him. He doesn't like it when he uses force to get an answer out, and he always gets criminals to talk. James held his chin and forced Rocky to look at him. Rocky's gums were being smashed by James's large hand. As he locked eyes with James, Rocky's breathing became faster. Even though he really wanted to be honest, he was unable to. He put his grandmother's life in danger as soon as he struck the deal with Kimberly. Kimberly has threatened to kill his grandmother if he tells the police about her.