Billions of Blessing

Fire, a raging inferno, sweeping over, devouring all will. Darkness flows, like crashing waves, surging and pounding relentlessly.,In spring, it blooms profusely, and one can only see the beads of sweat on men's foreheads.,As they were talking, his phone rang. He passed the phone to the front, a sinister glint in his eyes: "You'll die together, at least you won't be lonely on your journey to hell! The property will all be ours!"。