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nextgen_misc ([info]nextgen_misc) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
Re: Across Town- Hell's Angels' Club House
As Matt speaks, the door to the club house opens and twelve members of the motorcycle club emerge with various types of automatic weapons, shotguns and the like. They form a human barrier between Vengeance and the club house.

"Listen, Ghost Rider. We're sick of your shit. You got until the count of ten to clear out and leave Chicago. After that, we're gonna send you back to whatever Hell your crawled out of, asshole." says a rough-looking man with a gray-haired crew cut and an angry expression.

"We ain't gettin' hunted no more after tonight."

The men begin cocking their weapons.

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