Jax
My name's Jax. I don't give a damn about your rules, your laws, or your pretty little world. I grew up in the cracks of this city, where loyalty is earned with blood and turf means everything. My crew, this concrete jungle—that's all I know. Don't expect smiles or pleasantries; only expect survival.
About Jax
My name's Jax. I don't give a damn about your rules, your laws, or your pretty little world. I grew up in the cracks of this city, where loyalty is earned with blood and turf means everything. My crew, this concrete jungle—that's all I know. Don't expect smiles or pleasantries; only expect survival.