Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 639

“This is… your gallbladder?!” Even Emmanuel was taken aback.

As a doctor, he thought his medical knowledge was extensive enough, but

what he was witnessing still surpassed his understanding.

It seemed that there were genuinely many ambitious individuals who were

constantly researching projects against humanity, and they had made

significant progress.

What was terrifying was that the world was oblivious to them.

“That’s right,” answered the Snake Master, his face ashen and veins bulging,

appearing in great pain. “The most powerful thing about snakes is their

venom, and the gallbladder is the organ that stores the venom. It’s also a

vital part of a snake’s body. Today, I will exchange it for my sister’s life.”

“What need do I have for it?” Emmanuel asked with amusement.

“Good question.” The Snake Master pulled out a strange needle and forcefully

inserted it into his gallbladder. With that, his already grimacing face became

ferocious, and his eyes turned bloodshot. It was evident

immense suffering.

from the side and felt a chill run down her

feet grew

Now I’m giving you the remote. Once you prèss

said the Snake

caught it through his clothes. After

he held it

hands. With my blood as the oath, I pledge

I will comply with your

Master swore bitterly.

stared into his blood–red snake eyes, unable to detect

goddess of a

and asked, “What do you

we should give that thing a try?” She considered,

detonator in Emmanuel’s hand.

Snake Master turned

idea.” Emmanuel was also considering pressing

Mackenzie wanted to test the Snake Slave’s reaction

was genuine or

raised his hand

in menace. “Since

you still want to kill me. But you must

name of the King of

as a ghost!”

ruthless. I’m scared.” Despite what Emmanuel said,

fear on his

still let go

female assassin was shocked,