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

knew, then he

nothing!

a sudden force, crushing

the Snake Master, who was covered in

monsters in

couldn’t afford to be careless and give

the tables.

Wolf Warrior

a cry of agony, but his eyes

gleam.

and a stream of red

Emmanuel.

in countless battles, knew full well that

believed they had achieved a great victory, they

most complacent.

determined the strength of a person

arts skills. Whoever

his physical combat skills average; after

kill his enemies. A killer’s

If a surprise attack failed, they

possess the ability to assassinate

a killer’s

a method to kill

imagined that he could launch

anticipated it and managed

in advance.

Master’s head slammed heavily into the rocky

and

he had spewed out

His clothes rapidly decayed before the naked eye. Not

his

a foul smell.