Her eyes shifted, and she gave a seductive smile.
"Yes, sir. How about we make a deal?"
"What do you think of me? As long as you agree to let me go, I'll be yours—"
"Not interested."
Lin Yan's expression remained calm. He did not even spare Viper, who was approaching with a swaying figure, a glance. The seductive look on Viper's face instantly vanished.
Her eyes sharpened.
A vicious glint emerged in her gaze as rage blazed within her while she stared at the man before her.
Damn it! This was utterly infuriating.
It was the first time she had suffered such humiliation.
Could it be that this man had already seen through her true nature?
No, that was impossible.
Murderous intent shone in Viper's eyes as she removed her mask.
Her gaze became even fiercer, like a sharp blade.
"Lin Yan, opportunities are fleeting. You'd better think this through."
"Even if you can deal with me, you won't be able to escape the Insight Project."
Viper's gaze was fierce.
A wicked smile curled across her lips.
She quietly moved closer to Lin Yan.
Since Lin Yan was someone who could not be swayed by either threats or persuasion, stubborn to the core, she could only make one last desperate gamble. Perhaps she still had a chance to survive. If luck was on her side, she might even be able to kill him.
Each finger of Viper's gloves was fitted with a plastic container about one inch long, filled with highly concentrated snake venom. It was enough to paralyze a two-hundred-pound adult man within ninety seconds. Without an antidote, he would die within an hour.
Countless men had lost their lives to this.
They had died beneath her "poison fangs," becoming unjustly slain ghosts.
This crafty woman was trying