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

wife knew, then he would’ve truly

nothing!

a sudden force,

who was covered

monsters in the globally renowned

careless and give him any chance to

the tables.

Warrior never

cry of agony, but his eyes held a cold,

gleam.

he opened his mouth, and a

Emmanuel.

Master, experienced in countless

achieved a great victory, they often became

most complacent.

person in this world

arts skills. Whoever was alive

average;

enemies. A killer’s

surprise attack failed, they

ability to assassinate the enemy

killer’s

a method

that he could launch a

Emmanuel had anticipated it and

in advance.

Master’s head slammed heavily into the

black, and dizziness overwhelmed

spewed out was like a crimson rain,

clothes rapidly

the toxic blood burned his skin,

a foul smell.