Chapter 11 Section 11 Another Donor 2

  "Officer Zheng, oh no!"

  The person clapping his hands had a smile on his face, took the thing handed over by his subordinate and threw it over without any politeness: "Zheng Nan, this is signed by Director Gao. From today's noon, to be exact, from the moment you received that material, you are no longer a police officer!"

  "You, you all..."

  Zheng Nan was clearly skeptical, but when he lowered his head and saw the signature, it unexpectedly confirmed what the person had said.

  "Ding!"

  In the brief quiet of the small shop, a sudden sound of a teacup hitting the table appeared.

  The voice came a bit late, but it seemed like he had just realized what the little policeman said earlier.

  The small shop had emptied out, but the middle-aged woman with a hint of elegance remained.

  It wasn't until then that Jun Hai Zhi finally understood what the little policeman had said. She raised her head, looking at the nephew beside her who had just gone through life and death a few days ago, with a silent calmness in her eyes. She didn't look at anyone else, but calmly asked: "Xiao Dong, is this thing true?"

  "Little aunt..."

  "Answer me!"

  Jun Hai Zhi had never been so angry with Jun Dong Lin, but the pair of eyes that showed a hint of wind and frost presented only one kind of deep-seated fear: "Is it, or is it not?"

  Whether it was the little policeman who didn't know what to do a moment ago, or the several young men who came in later with an air of arrogance and violence, they all seemed to be instantly suppressed by a heavy and angry atmosphere, and not one of them dared to make a sound at this time. All eyes were fixed on the only woman sitting in the store.

  "Yes!" Lord Dong nodded, he had nothing to hide.

  "Alright, all right!"

  She glanced at the small policeman still blocking Jun Dong's way, then looked at the black-clad youth blocking the door, and finally her gaze fell on the leader. Her eyes had an angry cold smile, a hint of regret, and a craziness that came from being touched in a sensitive spot. But her voice was still calm: "You... want to take my nephew away?"

  Li Chong's momentum weakened, and he couldn't explain why he didn't dare to make eye contact with the woman sitting there. His eyes flickered restlessly for no reason, and he tried to calm himself down but his heart was racing: "Maybe there's some misunderstanding, I don't know who this lady is..."

  Years of experience in the cutthroat world told Li Chong that this noblewoman was absolutely not someone he could afford to provoke.

  "Just answer me with a yes or no!"

  Jun Hai's voice was still calm, but this slightly suppressed tone had an unusually heavy weight.

  "Milady!" Li Chong swallowed his saliva, suddenly thinking that he hadn't checked the almanac before leaving home today. Looking at the several brothers beside him who were silent and not speaking, he could only admit defeat: "I think this is a misunderstanding, if I have offended you in any way today, please forgive me!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chong took six or seven young men in black clothes and immediately disappeared from the door.

  After a long while, when he was sure those people had left, Little Policeman Zheng Nan dared to take a breath, and his back was already drenched with sweat.

  Turning around, Zheng Nan looked at this middle-aged woman who had just resolved the crisis with just a few words, but didn't know how to speak, and the shock in her eyes was hard to conceal.

  Who is this noble lady after all?