Wolf Riders MC
For a split second, the blood in my veins turned to ice as the man followed the fallen body with a gun in hand.
“STEEL!”
The iron bar came at my face again, but I rolled over, avoiding it altogether. Finally, with my head back in the game – a game that was called ‘kill this mother fucker so I can get to Steel asap!’ – I kicked out, landing a blow straight in my attacker’s stomach, and he took a stumble backward. Accidentally, he landed on a control panel, and something behind me roared to life. Glancing up, I realized that he’d turned on the metal shredder that we used to crush the cars into scrap metal.