Illegal Fight Club

In a city where everyone wants to be either a gangster or an influencer, the Los Santos Fight Club stands out as the perfect alternative: a place where fists do the talking, and teeth do the flying. Nothing too fancy here: just a dimly lit basement, plastic chairs for the crowd, and a lingering scent of bleach and cheap motor oil. The rules? None. The prize? The fleeting respect of a crowd that never remembers names.

This product includes a warehouse fitted with a combat cage (removable to serve as storage space), a discreet entrance from Textile City, and spectator arrangements around the cage.