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Chapter 2: Clocking In

Chapter 2: Clocking In

Chapter 2: Clocking In

Damn, Rip LFA

This shit is dope, 🔥

Too exited for rping with u ❤️

• Chapter 1: Finding Contacts 🖤

• Chapter 1: Finding Contacts 🖤

• Chapter 1: Finding Contacts 🖤 :

• Chapter 1: Finding Contacts 🖤 :

Don't arrest me pls 🥺 Yukiteru Amano 🚩

• Chapter 1 : Finding Contacts 🖤

The originals are rolling back in !

Chapter 0 : ""Landing....""

Yukiteru's Rise Yukiteru Amano was born in Los Santos. His father was a Japanese street racer and his mother worked for a Mexican cartel. He grew up around fast cars, loud engines and dangerous people. From a young age he learned how to stay calm, think fast and survive in the streets. As a teenager he started doing small drug deals, stealing cars and racing through the city at night. He became known as someone who could drive anything, from cars and bikes to trucks, boats and even helicopters, and escape from anyone chasing him. Yukiteru works best alone. He does not trust many people and he does not need a crew to finish his jobs. He moves quietly, takes what he wants and disappears without leaving a trace. He is skilled with guns, smart with money and never loses focus during chaos. People say he is cold and silent, but those who know him understand he is simply careful. If the job pays good and is worth the risk, he can join and work under someone, but he never stays too long and always follows his own path. Now Yukiteru is building something for himself. No one knows exactly what it is, but everyone knows one thing. If he is coming for you, you will not see him until it is too late.

To be honest, y'all need lot of work, show u your best 🔥🙌 ✓ Angels Of Death MC

Keep the hard work 🔥

Y'all playing hard, gang 🔥🤘

Ryder Cross Ryder Cross grew up in the States raised around bikes and trouble. He never cared much for school or regular work. His life was the streets, hustling, fighting and riding. By the time he hit his twenties Ryder already had a record with bar fights, stolen bikes and running with the wrong crowd. But he didn’t see himself as just another criminal. To him it was about freedom, respect and living life his own way. That’s when he decided to start his own club. He called it the Angels Of Death, a name that fit the way he and his boys lived, always close to danger and never scared of it. Ryder wanted a crew that was more than friends, a brotherhood that had each other’s backs no matter what. They set up in an old small village and started moving how outlaw bikers do, running small hustles, making money under the table and keeping their presence heavy on the streets. With Ryder leading, the Angels of Death weren’t trying to be saints. They were building their own empire one ride and one hustle at a time.

I wanna see more, keep it up 😍

This is fire🔥

Hello, still have any wheels?