The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 452 - 451 Oscar Bar

Chapter 452: Chapter 451 Oscar Bar

Ye Feng furrowed his brow and looked at Hu Yunyun, asking, "Hu Yunyun, are you sure Blood Hand’s base is here?"

Hu Yunyun nodded. "Of course, this place is a mix of dragons and snakes, with countless people coming and going every day. It officially opens at ten in the morning and doesn’t close until six the next morning. It’s a perfect hiding spot."

Ye Feng nodded, then he and Hu Yunyun entered the bar together.

As soon as they stepped inside, the overwhelming music hit Ye Feng’s ears, strobe lights flashed, and the crowd surged. Numerous guests swayed to the music, and on the dance floor, delicately beautiful, seductive women wildly gyrated their bodies. The place was abuzz every night, filled with thick smoke hanging in the air.

Ye Feng whispered in Hu Yunyun’s ear, "Take me straight to the leader of the base!"

Hu Yunyun shook her head. "Ye Feng, I don’t know more than this. I’m just a mid-level member. I only know that Blood Hand’s base is here. We come here when we receive assignments, and it’s only after the bar closes that we can meet with Blood Hand’s higher-ups, usually people at Ding Yuan’s level give us our tasks.

As for the Bishop, I’ve never met him. How can I take you to him?

The only thing I can confirm for you is that this is Blood Hand’s base. They’ve built a secret chamber here, but I don’t know how to get in."

"Oh?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows; he knew Hu Yunyun wasn’t lying.

After all, Hu Yunyun was just a demon cultivator with ’Inner Strength’; her power wasn’t that great, so naturally she wouldn’t have access to much. However, for Ye Feng, it was enough to confirm that this place was Blood Hand’s base.

Hu Yunyun looked at Ye Feng with some anticipation. "Ye Feng, why don’t we leave? We can come up with a plan and then come back later, right?"

Ye Feng gave a faint smile. "There’s no hurry. Since we can’t find them, how about we wait for them to come to us?"

When Hu Yunyun heard Ye Feng’s words, she immediately tensed up and looked at him. "Ye Feng, what are you going to do?"

Ye Feng smiled lightly. "You’ll find out soon..."

After Ye Feng and Hu Yunyun arrived at the bar, they just stood at the entrance.

Several waiters saw Ye Feng but just stood there, indifferent, clearly showing no intention to serve him.

"Someone go take care of them, what are you standing around for? Just letting them stand at the entrance isn’t good with people coming and going."

"I’m not going; I care about my performance. Look at him, dressed in mere hundreds of cheap market goods, wasting my time. I want a commission; I don’t want to waste my energy here."

The staff pushed each other, none wanting to serve Ye Feng.

Just then, a waiter came up to Ye Feng and politely asked, "Sir, did you reserve a table?" The other waiters sneered at the one serving Ye Feng, gossiping with laughter.

"He really can’t see what’s what, serving everyone. That’s why his performance is always so low!"

"Forget about it, let him do what he likes. When the high-quality customers come, they’ll be ours, won’t they?"

Ye Feng shook his head. "No."

The waiter smiled slightly. "Then, unfortunately, you’ll have to wait outside. When we have a spot available, we’ll let you know so come in then."

Hearing this, Ye Feng frowned and pointed to the three empty luxurious booths not far away, "Aren’t there seats available over there?"

Hearing Ye Feng’s words, the waiter’s eyes showed disdain, but he still maintained a smile. "Sir, you must be here for the first time. Those three seats are the top VIP booths of Oscar Bar, only available to our top VIPs."

"Oh? How can one become a top VIP then?" Ye Feng asked lightly.

The waiter patiently explained, "It’s simple. Here, once your cumulative spending exceeds thirty million, you can become our top VIP. Of course, if you can recharge ten million right now, you can also become a top VIP."

The waiter’s words carried a hint of disdain, as, from his perspective, judging by Ye Feng’s clothes, he didn’t look like someone capable of recharging ten million.

The waiter looked at Ye Feng. "Alright sir, please wait outside. When we have a table available, I’ll call you."

"Then I’ll recharge ten million," Ye Feng said lightly.

"What?" The waiter was taken aback, looking at Ye Feng, his eyes reflecting confusion. "Sir, the music is really loud here, I can’t hear what you said."

Ye Feng pulled out his bank card and handed it to the waiter. "I said, recharge ten million!"

"This—" Instantly, the waiter was stunned, his face a picture of shock as he gazed at Ye Feng, thinking he might have misheard.

But seeing Ye Feng’s bank card, he knew he hadn’t heard wrong.

"Alright, sir, please come with me, I’ll take you to fill out some information!" The waiter’s attitude made a full one-hundred-eighty-degree turn; his demeanor was dozens of times better than before.

In no time, Ye Feng had filled out the information, and the waiter handed him a very fine material top VIP card with a warm smile on his face. "Let me show you the way, sir."

Soon, Ye Feng and Hu Yunyun arrived at the top VIP booth, everyone looking at them with faces full of surprise.

Everyone was puzzled because, in such a place, those who could sit at the top VIP booth were usually just a few familiar faces, and it was rare to see strangers. After seeing Ye Feng, they all began speculating about his identity.

Under everyone’s gaze, Hu Yunyun nervously bowed her head; she knew there were definitely people from Blood Hand here, including some who recognized her. Being so high-profile could easily lead to being noticed and recognized.

The waiter politely said to Ye Feng, "Sir, here’s the drink menu; please take a look and see what you would like to drink..."

After opening it, Ye Feng saw various packages, the most expensive being a champagne tower with twelve bottles of red wine costing up to two hundred thousand. Ye Feng asked lightly, "How many tables do you have here altogether?"