Chapter 1821-1830

Chapter 1821

The assassin pointed the gun at Francesca, warning sternly, “Tell that thing to get off right now or I’ll kill you!”

“Put down your gun now,” Francesca retaliated in an unhurried manner, raising her brow. “If not, your leader is going to die.”

“You—”

“Ah!”

Before the assassin could speak, the green snake bit into Pastor’s neck, causing the latter to scream in agony. In the blink of an eye, his face flushed.

The assassin put down his gun hurriedly, not daring to threaten Francesca anymore.