Chapter 285: "You said it was illegal income, so what kind of tax did you collect?" (Long Chapter)

"We're here."

Kerr Cowell and his friends stood in front of a bar, looking at the name of the place.

"Fucking Asshole in this city."

A non-alcoholic bar.

Not the kind buzzing with electronic noise, but a simple bar with just a singer and a few tables for drinking.

A place without too much revelry.

Scar Dog glanced at the shop's name, lit a cigarette nonchalantly, and said while standing with his hands in his pockets, "This name got approved?"

"Seems like the Star System Federation doesn't have any strict naming requirements for shops."

"Let's go in."

Kerr Cowell didn't say much, pushing open the door and walking into the bar.

Due to the effect of his gentleman suit, he couldn't even read the name of the shop.

Upon entering, they could hear music, not too loud but not too soft either.

It wasn't as deafening as a nightclub, but it was loud enough to prevent conversation between people two or three meters apart unless they shouted.

The music was a rhythmic pop song.