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

nothing!

exerted a sudden force, crushing the

who

top three monsters in the

be careless and

the tables.

Wolf Warrior

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

gleam.

his mouth, and a stream of red

Emmanuel.

countless battles, knew full well that

had achieved a great victory, they

most complacent.

determined the strength of a person in

skills. Whoever was alive was

his physical combat skills average;

his enemies. A killer’s objective was

failed,

assassinate the enemy at any

killer’s trump

used such a method

he could launch a deadly attack with

But Emmanuel had anticipated it and managed to

in advance.

slammed heavily into

and

poisonous blood he had spewed out was like a

own body. His clothes rapidly decayed

the toxic blood burned his skin,

a foul smell.