Chapter 1699

The jailer who just left did not turn back in spite of Scarface's screams, as it was way too common around here. He paused for a moment before chuckling and left without looking back. Meanwhile, Scarface was clutching his almost broken thumb and cowering in a corner, wheezing. "Yo!" Someone chuckled. "It seems the newbie can throw down, almost snapping Scarface Tucker's thumb in an instant. Interesting!" Hearing the gleeful laughter around him, Frank looked around and asked, "Can anyone tell me where I am?" "Eh…?" "Pfft…" "No way. The kid doesn't know where this place is?" "Makes sense. Just look at his blank stare—doesn't look too smart, does he? Someone must have tricked him." Clang… "Ahem…" As Frank's fellow inmates chuckled and commented, silence quickly ensued with the clanging of metals. A geezer could then be heard coughing, as every eye turned toward him in the darkness. Even the cells nearby were silent, a far cry from the liveliness when Frank had just entered th