Han Feng talked with Xiao Mu for a long time, and finally made it clear that he wanted to take the orphans back home.

Xiao Mu was not surprised by this and immediately led Han Feng there in person.

At the Lieyan Gang headquarters, a martial arts arena to the southwest.

At this moment, a group of half-grown children of different heights, short, fat, and thin, dressed simply, were arranged in a square array.

Led by a shirtless strong man, these children were sweating profusely while practicing a simple set of basic boxing techniques.

There were also several big men walking through the square, patiently correcting the children's postures.

This scene looks like the students participating in military training in Han Feng's previous life, training under the leadership of instructors.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Because these half-grown children were the orphans who were taken away from the Qingyang Gang by Xiao Qingluan.

Unlike what I saw that night, these children were all naked and looked frightened and uneasy.

Now these children are obviously being treated well.

Not only did their faces look brighter, but their bodies looked much better, and more importantly, there was "light" in their eyes.

Although everyone was exhausted and sweating profusely at this moment, no one was slacking off at all.

They all punched with all their strength, with perseverance and hope in their eyes.

Xiao Mu on the side looked at the group of children and said with a smile.

"Last time Hui Luan'er brought these children back and said that you wanted to take them in. In addition to three meals a day, I also arranged for manpower to take them to practice every day. It seems that the effect is pretty good."

Han Feng couldn't help but clasp his fist in gratitude.

"Uncle Lao Xiao took the trouble."

Xiao Mu waved his hand and said.

"These children have been tortured by the Qingyang Gang before. They have all lived a hard life, and their minds are stronger than ordinary children.

As long as you can give them a bite of food, they will be very grateful and work harder to prove themselves.

But...it's a pity that they missed the golden time of enlightenment and cultivation, and many of them can even be said to have no talent in martial arts. It's not easy to train them."

Han Feng heard a hint of dissuasion from Xiao Mu and just said with a faint smile.

"There's not much I can do, but I can give them a chance."

When Xiao Mu heard this, he took a deep look at Han Feng, nodded, and didn't say much.

After a while, when the children finished practicing their boxing skills, Xiao Mu walked up and said to them.

"From today on, you will follow this big brother." When these children heard this, they couldn't help but commotion, and many people couldn't help but look "on guard" in their eyes.

Many of them were taken away by traffickers and sold to the Qingyang Gang.

When I heard that they were going to be taken away, I couldn't help but think that I was going to be bought and sold again.

A dark-faced boy about twelve or thirteen years old mustered up the courage to look at Xiao Mudao.

"Xiao... Gang Leader Xiao, we don't want to leave, don't sell us, okay, we will work harder to train."

Other children also begged one after another, and there was uneasiness and fear in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng stepped forward, came to these children, and said only one sentence.

"If you follow me, you will have food to eat, clothes to wear, and you will become stronger!"

Han Feng's eyes were clear and his voice was firm and powerful, echoing in the martial arts arena.

The noisy scene suddenly became silent.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Han Feng. In the eyes of these children, there was surprise and doubt.

Xiao Mu also explained aloud at this moment.

"The fact that you are fed, clothed, and trained here is all because of this big brother's entrustment. He will not deceive you."

These children obviously had a lot of trust in Xiao Mu. After hearing this, their eyes towards Han Feng suddenly became much softer.

At this time, a rather delicate-looking girl with a ponytail timidly walked up to Han Feng, tilted her head and asked.

"Big brother, you...can you really make us stronger?"

The girl's words touched the hearts of many children, and they looked at Han Feng with hot and expectant eyes.

These children have experienced cruelty and torture early on and know the inevitable connection between "fate" and "strength".

This is why they practice so hard.

They care more about having food to eat and clothing to wear.

Do they have the ability to defend their dignity and destiny, because they no longer want to be like animals, being ravaged and bought and sold at will.

Han Feng looked down at the little girl, stretched out his hand to rub her head, and smiled.

"What do you think is powerful?"

The girl's face turned red with embarrassment when Han Feng stared at her, but she still mustered up the courage to speak.

"I want to be as powerful as Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao can break a bowl-sized stone with one punch."

As she said that, the little girl looked at the strong man who taught them boxing earlier.

Obviously, in her eyes, this strong man is already very powerful.

When the man heard this, his face turned red and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Erya, don't talk nonsense, how can I compare with the head of the Han family!"

This big man also participated in the decisive battle between the Qingyang Gang and the Flying Eagle Gang.

He had witnessed with his own eyes that Han Feng killed the one-star Hui-level deputy gang leader "Lin Huo" on the spot.

Such strength is naturally not comparable to that of a seven-star warrior like him.

However, Han Feng raised his hand to stop him and nodded to the little girl.

"Okay, I'll prove it to you."

Han Feng's proof was simple. He turned his eyes to the dilapidated stone lion on the side of the martial arts arena, which was as tall as a person.

The figure flashed and appeared beside the stone lion. Han Feng raised his hand and patted it.

Under the expectant gazes of all the children, the stone lion did not move at all, which immediately reduced most of the light in their eyes.

However, just when Han Feng turned around and walked in front of them.

"Bang...!"

The tall stone lion exploded and turned into countless rubbles flying around.

Including the strong man surnamed Zhao, several members of the Lieyan Gang were frightened, their faces turned pale, and they were extremely frightened.

This group of children were also shocked, with their eyes widened and their mouths open.

After the shock, the children burst into cheers and exclamations, and the look they looked at Han Feng immediately changed from doubt to adoration and enthusiasm.

Han Feng looked at them with a smile and said.

"Follow me, and you will become so strong!"

Although these children are not old, life has taught them how to make choices.

This time, no one expressed any objection.

They looked at Han Feng eagerly, their eyes full of hope and passion.

In the end Han Feng took away these children.

Before leaving, he left a hundred spiritual stones as a ransom for these children and thanked Xiao Mu for taking care of them.

Xiao Mu refused, but Han Feng smiled.

"Uncle Xiao, just think of it as compensation for that stone lion."

Watching Han Feng lead these orphans out of the Yixiantian Canyon.

Xiao Mu, who climbed up the tower and looked far away, couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Sigh... If I had known this, I should have taken the initiative three years ago and made this kid my son-in-law from the Lieyan Gang.
Chapter completed!