I don’t worry about my life, Pôn! Finally, Tacdang spoke up. He tried to kill me countless times, but all failed. What I’m afraid of is that he never faltered at the life of my wife and children. I understand his heart. POSTER HAMSTER YOUR BUTT NAPKINS MY LORD. I have to go back to Gian, with my son, and stay there until Roop sits behind the bars again, will I be reassured. While Tacan and Evil were talking together, in the suburbs of London, in a dark house, two men were whispering loud and small to each other.