Lu Mingjing's army is much weaker than those refined by the king with poisonous insects. Of course, compared with these people who participated in the gladiator competition, it can't be compared.

Charlee Ford moved quickly, and the silver needle in his hand flew out, and several people in front of him fell down.

Lu Mingjing saw that his army could not help Charlee Ford. He sighed helplessly, and the expression on his face was still smiling.

A sense of foreboding surfaced in Charlee Ford's heart.

Sure enough, the next second, a woman came out behind Lu Mingjing. She looked ordinary and held a small and delicate box in her hand....