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

nothing!

a sudden force, crushing the Snake

matter what, the Snake Master, who was

three monsters

couldn’t afford to be careless and give

the tables.

Wolf Warrior never

Snake Master let out a cry of agony, but his eyes held

gleam.

mouth, and a stream of red

Emmanuel.

countless battles,

believed they had achieved a great victory,

most complacent.

person in this world was their

skills. Whoever was alive was the victor.

combat skills average;

to kill his enemies. A

failed, they should attempt another

the ability to assassinate

a killer’s

also used such a method

he could launch a deadly

anticipated it and managed to throw

in advance.

head slammed heavily into

black, and

out was like a

body. His clothes rapidly decayed before the

burned his skin, rapidly turning it black and

a foul smell.