As the year draws to a close, let’s light the coffin fire to keep warm!

Ahmed Jensen voice was calm, but it carried a chilling tone.
All the guests gasped.
They all raised their heads and looked at Ahmed Jensen.
Ahmed Jensen was standing on the high platform at this time.
His back was straight and upright, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
Full of edge.
Musa Hardin immediately turned around and went to look for gasoline.
"Ahmed Jensen, do you really want to be so ruthless?" Di Qingluan said tremblingly.
"You clearly know that I...