I have to make some juice....before Conan. You know...there are every family on this Earth, they want, its that Every Christmas, like if Simon telling me that. I take that. Including Eben.

In the real play of this...its someone split blood internal out, turning purple lips, or blacken darken eyelids, to say poison and faint on the ground.

Only I can deal with this, no one can. I am right at the Taiwan Channel. Not anyone else understand all the strategic position better than me. I grew up here.