The man had barely put his hand into the bucket when a mischievous smile crept onto the corners of his mouth. "This drawn-out way of picking things is too exhausting, right? Why don't we just draw everything at once? What do you think?"
How could Jian Dan not realize that the man must be up to some tricks? But was Jian Dan afraid? No way! When the soldier approaches, block him; when the water comes, cover it with soil!
"No problem!" Jian Dan said with a smile.
"Alright, then I'll draw two and you'll draw the remaining two!"
"Sure!"
The man drew two items: one for weightlifting and one for the chest expander.
These two items were like two sharp swords stabbing at Jian Dan's heart. The most frustrating part was that even the first item Jian Dan himself drew turned out to be the arm curl machine, which felt like another stab at the heart. Though it hurt, Jian Dan remained outwardly composed.
When the last item was drawn, Jian Dan could finally breathe a sigh of relief: boxing.
