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 would’ve truly concealed his

nothing!

a sudden force, crushing the Snake Master’s

the Snake Master, who

the top three monsters in the globally

couldn’t afford to be careless and give him any

the tables.

Warrior

cry of agony, but his eyes held

gleam.

he opened his mouth, and a stream of red blood

Emmanuel.

countless battles, knew full well that

they had achieved a great victory, they often

most complacent.

a person in

their martial arts skills. Whoever was alive was

average; after all, his expertise lay

enemies. A killer’s objective was

attack failed,

to assassinate the enemy at

a killer’s

a method to kill a

he could launch a deadly

anticipated it and managed to throw

in advance.

slammed heavily into

black, and

spewed out was like a crimson rain,

His clothes rapidly decayed before the naked eye.

blood burned his skin, rapidly turning it black

a foul smell.