First Era, Dragon Lo

Tears streamed down his face, the man who had created so many business miracles in the future held his son close, whispering softly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...",At this moment, the door creaked open. Jiang Zhihao turned around and upon seeing who it was, he couldn't help but...,In Zhong Jiawei's pocket, there was a newly bought lighter. Gasoline had been prepared at noon and placed in the kitchen cabinet.。