Xia Feng was uncooperative, which gave them the excuse to enforce the law forcefully.
After all, their enforcement followed standard procedures. If Xia Feng refused to cooperate, they would have to use the electric baton.
The police officers, under orders, prepared to draw their weapons on Xia Feng. Several of them lunged towards him.
With a wave of his hand, Xia Feng merely pushed them back a few steps. They stumbled and fell to the ground, but he caused them no harm.
Since they were acting under orders, Xia Feng had no intention of hurting them.
As they were sent flying by Xia Feng, Zhou Neng shouted, "How dare you! You assaulted an officer."
As Zhou Neng shouted this, he didn't feel fear due to Xia Feng's actions; instead, he felt excited.
Especially Zhao Jinhua, who saw Xia Feng knock over the police officers. For him, this was incredibly good news.
Xia Feng dared to lay hands on the police officers; he was simply asking for trouble.
Now that Xia Feng had acted this way, how could Zhao Jinhua stand by and watch?
"Uncle Zhou, this person is a thug. Shoot him," Zhao Jinhua immediately labeled Xia Feng as a thug and called for him to be shot.
His words were rather excessive.
After all, they knew in their hearts whether Xia Feng was a thug or not, let alone shooting him.
Shooting him was impossible. Xia Feng had no weapon in his hand, nor was he holding any hostages. He did not meet the criteria for being shot. Zhou Neng was not foolish.
However, he was indeed preparing to draw his handgun to control Xia Feng.
They were on duty and would certainly be carrying handguns.
Moreover, as a high-ranking official, Zhou Neng would definitely have his handgun on him.
Just as Zhou Neng was about to draw his gun, he heard the sound of brakes. Instinctively, he looked behind him.
It would have been better if he hadn't looked. His eyes widened in shock.
The license plate belonged to Zheng Ming's official vehicle.
As the number one figure in Modu, Zheng Ming certainly had his own official car. Zhou Neng, being in the police system, was very familiar with Zheng Ming's license plate. A quick glance confirmed it was Zheng Ming's car.
Zhou Neng, who had been about to draw his gun, promptly put it back.
Drawing his weapon in front of Zheng Ming felt rather inappropriate.
Crucially, he hadn't fully understood the situation yet. Zhou Neng suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
Why had Zheng Ming come here out of the blue?
It couldn't be a coincidence, could it?
Zhao Hu, also a leader in a certain bureau, was equally perplexed. He naturally recognized Zheng Ming's car.
As Zheng Ming's car stopped, Zhao Hu's heart sank. He began to ponder why Zheng Ming had suddenly appeared.
The reason for Zheng Ming's arrival left no room for the two of them to overthink. They quickly walked towards Zheng Ming.
As Zheng Ming alighted from the car, Zhao Hu and Zhou Neng respectfully called out, "Secretary Zheng, why are you here?"
Zheng Ming had no time to attend to them. He still didn't understand why Xia Feng had called him.
Upon seeing the two of them after getting out of the car, and noticing the police officers sitting on the ground, Zheng Ming immediately understood.
Zheng Ming ignored the two of them and quickly approached Xia Feng. He stood beside Xia Feng and said with utmost respect, "Mr. Xia, I am late."
With police officers lying on the ground, he was indeed late.
Zhou Neng and Zhao Hu followed closely behind Zheng Ming. When they saw Zheng Ming acting so courteously towards Xia Feng, even with a fawning tone, they instinctively stopped in their tracks, their minds going blank.
They thought they had misheard.
The number one figure in Modu was respectfully addressing a young man, with a fawning expression?
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.
Their expressions changed, especially Zhou Neng, who felt the back of his shirt was soaked.
Indeed, it was a bad omen.
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