First Era, Dragon Lo

His gaze slowly shifted to the door panel, Jiang Zhihao trembling slightly as he twisted the key.,Back then, I spent my days aimlessly, addicted to alcohol and gambling. When I lost, I'd ask my wife for money. If I had no money, I'd get drunk and smash things.,In Zhong Jiawei's pocket, there was a newly bought lighter. Gasoline had been prepared at noon and placed in the kitchen cabinet.。