"Come on! Are you blind? Didn't you see that I was carrying something?" A rough voice boomed behind him, accompanied by the harsh sound of the suitcase rollers grinding on the ground. Long Biao did not stop, but turned slightly sideways and glanced out of the corner of his eye. He saw a fat man wearing a floral shirt and a gold chain around his neck. He had a greasy smile on his face and was groping at the flight attendant next to him.
