Chapter 102: The Serpent's End

The night air was thick with the stench of rust and decay as three black SUVs tore through the desolate streets of the abandoned industrial district. Inside the lead vehicle, Venom stared out at the skeletal remains of factories, their broken windows like vacant eyes watching his procession. A cruel smile twisted his lips. The rage that had been a burning inferno in his chest had now cooled into a block of icy certainty. He was going to enjoy this. He checked the action on his custom gold-plated...