Chapter 818: What the Northwest is like

In the secret prison, the Great Hoodwinker yelled, "Are we not allowed to have dinner anymore? Hey, does your Kong Consortium still care about human rights? Prisoners are human too, alright?!"

However, it was completely quiet in the corridors of the prison. No one answered the Great Hoodwinker, nor did anyone come out to make him be quiet.

"That's strange." The Great Hoodwinker muttered, "Even the prison guards here have left as well?"

At this moment, two prison guards came from the gate at the end of the corridor and walked straight through it.

The Great Hoodwinker shouted, "Hey, if you don't let us out for dinner, at least deliver our meals here!"

However, the two prison guards did not even look at the Great Hoodwinker and left through the other end of the corridor.

"I wonder if those people still have any humanity left in them?" the Great Hoodwinker lamented as he leaned against the cell's bars.