Chapter 639


    “This is… your galldder?!” Even Emmanuel was taken aback.


    As a doctor, he thought his medical knowledge was extensive enough, but


    what he was witnessing still surpassed his understanding.


    It seemed that there were genuinely many ambitious individuals who were


    constantly researching projects against humanity, and they had made


    significant progress.


    N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    What was terrifying was that the world was oblivious to them.


    “That’s right,” answered the Snake Master, his face ashen and veins bulging,


    appearing in great pain. “The most powerful thing about snakes is their


    venom, and the galldder is the organ that stores the venom. It’s also a


    vital part of a snake’s body. Today, I will exchange it for my sister’s life.”


    “What need do I have for it?” Emmanuel asked with amusement.


    “Good question.” The Snake Master pulled out a strange needle and forcefully


    inserted it into his galldder. With that, his already grimacing face became


    even more ferocious, and his eyes turned bloodshot. It was evident he was in


    immense suffering.


    Mackenzie watched from the side and felt a chill run down her spine as her


    hands and feet grew cold.


    “This is a mini bomb. Now I’m giving you the remote. Once you prèss the


    button, my galldder will explode,” said the Snake Master as he tossed a


    ck object to Emmanuel, who caught it through his clothes. After confirming


    it was harmless, he held it in his hand.


    “Now, my life is in your hands. With my blood as the oath, I pledge to be your


    Snake ve. Henceforth, I willply with your everymand,” the Snake


    Master swore bitterly.


    Emmanuel stared into his blood–red snake eyes, unable to detect any


    deception. However, with his wise goddess of a wife by his side, he turned


    back and asked, “What do you think, Mackenzie?”


    “Maybe… we should give that thing a try?” She considered, pointing to the


    detonator in Emmanuel’s hand.


    The Snake Master turned awfully grim in response.


    “Good idea.” Emmanuel was also considering pressing it.


    He knew Mackenzie wanted to test the Snake ve’s reaction and determine


    if this thing was genuine or fake.


    “Wait!” the Snake ve quickly raised his hand and shouted, blood dripping


    from his mouth, his face enveloped in menace. “Since I’ve entrusted you with


    my galldder, I will take it even if you still want to kill me. But you must sparè


    my sister, or I swear in the name of the King of Snakes, I wille at you even


    as a ghost!”


    “My, so ruthless. I’m scared.” Despite what Emmanuel said, he showed not a


    sliver of fear on his face.


    That said, he still let go of the assassin in red ultimately.


    The female assassin was shocked, never imagining that Emmanuel would


    spare her for the third time.


    She was a professional assassin, for heaven’s sake. She never expected to


    live after missing once. Yet, she continued to live even after failing to kill the


    man before her three times.


    “Let’s go, Mackenzie,” said Emmanuel as he walked toward Mackenzie.


    “Alright.” Mackenzie nodded, understanding and supporting Emmanuel’s


    décision.


    She could tell that the Snake Master hadn’t lied, and this pair of siblings were


    actually quite pitiful. If he could deceive her with his storytelling skills, then he


    had some talent worth keeping alive.


    “How are you doing, senior? Are you okay?” The assassin in red quickly helped


    the Snake Master up, still calling him her senior.


    Many members of the organization were still unaware of their kinship. If their


    lives weren’t at stake, the Snake Master would never have revealed to


    Emmanuel that she was his sister.


    “I’m afraid my days are numbered…” said the Snake Master with despair. With


    the failure of this mission, his reputation within the organization would


    plummet.