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

then he would’ve truly

nothing!

exerted a sudden force,

Master, who was

of the top three monsters

afford to be careless and give him any chance

the tables.

Warrior never

out a cry of agony, but his eyes

gleam.

a stream

Emmanuel.

Master, experienced in countless battles, knew full well that

they had achieved a great

most complacent.

determined the strength of a person in this

their martial arts skills. Whoever was alive was the

average;

A killer’s objective

surprise attack failed, they should attempt another

possess the ability to assassinate the enemy at any

killer’s

used such a method to kill a

have imagined that he could launch a deadly

Emmanuel had anticipated it and managed

in advance.

head slammed heavily into the rocky slope, causing

go black, and

out

body. His clothes rapidly decayed

burned his skin, rapidly

a foul smell.