As soon as the word "come" was uttered, the atmosphere at the scene changed abruptly.
Initially, it was calm and relaxed, but now, it was a state of tension ready to explode at any moment.
The plaster-wrapped man moved his neck and coldly said, "Choose!"
"I choose that one!"
Brother Di Long couldn't bear it any longer; his face darkened as he pointed to one of the suited men.
Although it seemed like a casual point, there was careful calculation behind it.
Based on his observations, the man he selected was the shortest and had the most ordinary posture among all the suited men.
In summary, he should be the weakest present.
The plaster-wrapped man smiled slightly, "Your judgment is quite good; you even know Xiaofang is the most feeble."
Brother Di Long smirked complacently, eyes flashing with brilliance.
The seemingly feeble Xiaofang smiled and stepped forward under the envious gazes of the suited men.
"What the hell! It's Xiaofang!"
"Why didn't he choose me?"
