For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to Riley Wu.
The director slapped his thigh and said, "You are brave, young man! This is the kind of enthusiasm we need. The organization needs you... OK, the three contestants come over and draw lots, and prepare to battle for the center position!"
The assistant director quickly prepared the props and stuffed three notes into a transparent jar.
Damon stared at them for a long time, then turned around and shouted, "Battle? What the hell? Are you talking about guns or fighting?!"
As he was speaking, the golden-armored guard pushed aside his teammates with a "hey" and bravely reached out his hand - the paper was unfolded, and the serial number happened to be "1".
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