Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 637

“W–Who in the world are you?” the Snake Master asked in a hoarse voice.

Mackenzie was standing close by, looking at Snake Master’s hideous face, the

evil patterns on his face, and the slippery snake scales on his body. It made

her feel nauseous, almost wanting to vomit.

She couldn’t believe that such an ugly person actually existed.

Emmanuel, however, understood more than she did. In order to become a

Snake Master and rule over the snakes, one must immerse themself in

venom and become something even more poisonous than the venomous

snakes themselves. Only then could they become the Snake Master, the king

of all snakes!

Due to prolonged exposure to poison and living with snakes, his body

gradually acquired some features of venomous snakes. Such assassins’-

forget that they also possessed extraordinary skills–appearances alone

could scare any ordinary folk spitless.

“Losers don’t deserve to ask, no?” Emmanuel said with a smile.

No way would he reveal his identity so casually, especially not in front of his

his wife knew, then he would’ve

nothing!

exerted a sudden force, crushing the

Master, who was covered

top three monsters

be careless and give him any chance

the tables.

Wolf Warrior never

a cry of

gleam.

opened his mouth, and a stream of red

Emmanuel.

experienced in countless

had achieved a

most complacent.

of a person in this world was their

arts skills. Whoever was alive was

average; after all,

kill his enemies. A killer’s

If a surprise attack failed, they

possess the ability to assassinate the enemy at

killer’s trump

had also used such a method

that he could launch a deadly attack with

But Emmanuel had anticipated it and

in advance.

into

black, and

he had spewed out was like

his own body. His clothes rapidly decayed before the naked

toxic blood burned his skin, rapidly turning it black and

a foul smell.