Chapter 954 904: Good People Live Peaceful Lives! (Part 2)

Heartbreaking.

Those who hear are touched, those who listen shed tears.

One word asking if they will beat me.

One word really willing to give?

Spoken from that innocent mouth.

Suddenly, it strikes the most fragile chord in countless hearts.

Meat buns, chicken legs.

At this moment in Jinling, even kids from ordinary families are too lazy to eat them.

After all, they prefer those crispy junk food from KFC and McDonald's.

But for these kids, it's something they can only desperately crave but cannot reach!

Living amidst prosperity.

Wearing glamorous clothes on the surface.

Yet unknowingly, they live harsher lives than many children in impoverished mountainous areas!

Qin Fan is not a Saint, nor has he ever thought of saving the entire world's suffering.

But the words of this child touched him deeply, really touched him!

"Do you know he is a bad person?"

Following the child's words, Qin Fan paused and said.

"Yes, I know!" the child said.

Without waiting for Qin Fan to respond, he continued, "I've seen him break other kids' hands and feet, but I don't dare to run. If I run, he will definitely kill me, definitely won't give me food anymore!"

"Then don't follow him anymore, alright? Brother will take you to the orphanage, where you can eat meat buns and chicken legs every day, and go to school and play games with other kids, okay?" Qin Fan guided him with a smile.

"Really? Can I really eat chicken legs and meat buns every day and go to school and play with other kids?" The child blinked, choking up.

"Really! Now, let this sister take you to eat something first, and then we'll go to the orphanage, okay?" Qin Fan said, stroking the small head in front of him.

"Okay, good!" The child quickly nodded.

He was not on guard about that.

But it's not hard to explain; following those beasts worse than animals, everything he experienced no longer requires them to take precautions against the outside world.

No matter how bitter, is it more bitter than now?

No matter how difficult, is it more difficult than life now?

The child may not understand these things, but often these are instinctive, traceable instincts of humanity!

"Come, sister will take you to eat something!"

As Qin Fan turned around, Jiang Yino approached, smiling like a sister from next door.

Holding the hand of the child, she walked toward the inside of the airport.

"Hey, Xiaofan, let's go in too and chat with these two kids!"

From behind.

Jiang Yuan also spoke, forcing a smile.

He knew this matter couldn't be over this easily.

One is Chang Haisheng's heir.

One is the prospective son-in-law even Master Chang has to call grandfather.

Would they let this matter end like this?

Impossible!

But he couldn't get too involved, especially with the old grandma and wife present, so he preferred to step aside and let Qin Fan handle it freely.

"Sure, alright!" Qin Fan nodded and replied with a smile, without saying anything more extravagantly.

"Xiaofan, such scum worse than animals cannot be condoned! Absolutely not!"

In Jiang Yuan's support, the old lady stomped her cane angrily.

Then her voice faded as she walked back into the airport.

Watching the Jiang family's figures enter the airport.

Qin Fan then shifted his gaze back to the kneeling middle-aged man.

"Brothers, spare me, I know I'm wrong! I know I'm wrong, I will change my ways, give me a chance, please!"

Feeling a chilling sensation assaulting him.

The middle-aged man trembled, raised his head, clasped his hands in a plea toward Qin Fan and Chang Yuanyi, and wailed.

After crying and shouting, he began to bow his head repeatedly with loud thuds.

"Spare you?"

Qin Fan sneered sharply.

With that, he suddenly lifted his foot and smashed it down onto the man's forehead.

Bang!!!

A dull thud echoed.

The middle-aged man's head was jolted by the impact, slamming heavily onto the ground!

The next second.

Blood streamed nonstop from his head.

In the blink of an eye, his entire face was covered in blood.

Yet at this moment, the middle-aged man didn't even dare to howl.

His desperate eyes were full of pleading!

"Good, good! Well done!"

"Such damned traffickers are scum worse than beasts!"

"Such vermin should die out! They've harmed so many innocent kids and ruined so many families!"

"Brother, feel free to deal with him; even if you kill him, we won't report to the police. Guys, am I right?"

"Damn it, beat him to death!"

A hotheaded guy shouted, veins bulging.

Then several accomplices rushed towards Qin Fan without saying a word.

They swung their feet directly, furious kicks.

"Mercy, mercy, mercy!"

"Stop kicking, stop kicking, help!"

Holding his head in his hands, the middle-aged man lay in blood, crying desperately.

Yet who among the crowd of spectators would care about the pleas of such scum?

No one even called the police!

Even the airport security turned a blind eye.

"That's enough, kicking any more, and he'll die!"

Seeing the middle-aged man twitching on the verge of death, Chang Yuanyi stepped forward.

A few youths reluctantly stopped, panting heavily.

Breathing heavily, the leading youth walked toward Qin Fan, saying, "Brother, I'm Old Nine. I've respected few in my life, you're one of them! I know you don't seem like someone short of money, but I have to express my intentions!"

As he spoke, the youth reached into his pocket and pulled out about two thousand dollars in hundred-dollar bills, kept two for himself, and handed the rest to Qin Fan, "Brother, regard this money as my act of kindness. Please arrange well for those two kids; hopefully, find their parents!"

"Damn, what's this rhythm?"

Chang Yuanyi was dumbfounded.

Staring blankly at the pile of money.

"No rhythm! Brother, take it!" said the youth.

"Yes, Lao Chang, accept it!" Qin Fan shook his head with a smile.

"Good people have peaceful lives!" With two dry coughs, Chang Yuanyi took it.

"Time's almost up, brother, gotta go!"

Pleased, the youth patted Qin Fan and Chang Yuanyi's shoulders, throwing down the sentence.

With gallant gesture, he waved his hand.

The youths behind him immediately followed him into the airport.

Thanks to the scene created by the youth.

Suddenly, the spectators stepped forward one by one to show kindness.

Though the money wasn't much, mostly three to five hundred, even just thirty.

But it highlighted that people's hearts have not utterly cooled, there is still warmth.

Whoever brought a box over remains unknown.

After the crowd dispersed, a rough estimate showed one to two million dollars in the box!

"Hey, isn't it— Qin Ye, what have we become? People unaware of the situation might think we're beggars running the Martial World!"

Looking at the money in the box, Chang Yuanyi's mind shouted a thousand curse words.

Mostly because he saw many people taking out their phones to record.

If this was released, what image would he end up with?

"Enough, stop babbling! It's not like it's only me here! Take all this money, then arrange for someone to take those kids to the orphanage, establish contact with the orphanage and improve the children's lives! I used to think my childhood was bitter and miserable enough, but compared to these kids, it's nothing!"

Shaking his head, Qin Fan sighed and exclaimed.

"Alright, I'll organize! What about this scumbag, how do you want to deal with him? Do you want to finish him off or what?" Chang Yuanyi nodded, dared not say more, and spoke seriously.