A private cruise ship on the North Island, sunny, cloudless, rarely let a person in a happy mood, but wang xiaoxiao felt at the moment what is called called every day should not be called the ground is not working. A fat, oily pig's hand clutched her arm. Wang Xiaoxiao was struggling desperately and Shouting: "Let go of me! Or I'll call the police! ' But the man laughed at the absurdity of it, and any gentleman who did not come gave her a disdainful look. 'Police? Those freeloader things can't control Ben! If you behave yourself, you will suffer less!"