Chapter 215

There is a long and narrow canyon between the road from gongpan venue to Yangon City, with a total length of 305 meters.

At the moment, there are three SUVs at the entrance and exit of the canyon.

Song Fei was sitting on a SUV at the exit of the canyon. After hanging up the phone, a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "Song Yan, this canyon will be your burial place!"

Get out of town. Song Yan and Han Zhenhai got on their cars and drove back to Yangon.

Ten minutes later, the car approached the canyon.

Song Yan subconsciously glanced at the three black SUVs parked at the entrance of the canyon, but found that the film color of the three cars was very deep, and he could not see the situation inside the car. Of course, if he wanted to see it, he could directly open the perspective, but he thought he would not be so chatty.

However, just after the car he and Han Zhenhai took drove into the canyon, the three SUVs parked on both sides of the road suddenly started and followed them.

"Yes! It seems that these three SUVs are deliberately waiting for us to enter the Canyon! "

Sure enough, less than 100 meters ahead of the canyon, the same three SUVs came in front.

"Interesting! Is this a front and rear containment? "

There was a sneer on Song Yan's lips, and the clairvoyance was suddenly opened, and it was found that three of the three cars that came face-to-face were Song Fei and his two bodyguards.

"Some people will die if they don't do it!" Song Yan sighed and stepped on the brake.

As soon as he stopped, Han Zhenhai's car behind him also stopped, and found that they were blocked in the canyon by six black SUVs.

"Master is not good, we are blocked!" Driving Liu Weidong said nervously.

"Don't panic. First sit in the car and wait to see who the other party is!" Han Zhenhai said calmly.

"BAM bam!"

There was a sound of closing the door. Then, eighteen people came out of the six cars, fourteen of them had a small punch in their hands.

Seeing this scene, Liu Weidong's face suddenly turned pale, and Han Xiaowei's eyes also had a strong color of worry, but Han Zhenhai's demeanor was calm, and his face was as usual, but if you look carefully, you can see that he had some uneasiness in his eyes.

"Bang bang!"

It was another sound of closing the door, but song Yan and Xiangshan Qi got off.

"You two stay in the car. I'll go down and have a look." Han Zhenhai said a word to the two men and was ready to push the door open and go down.

"Master, don't get out of the car. They have guns in their hands!" Cried Liu Weidong.

"Yes, Grandpa, it's safer to stay in the car." Han Xiaowei also persuades.

"Needless to say, you just stay in the car!"

Han Zhenhai couldn't refuse, then pushed open the door and went down.

"Grandpa, I'll go down too!" Han Xiaowei pushes the door open.

But Liu Weidong, who was sitting in the driver's seat, did not move and his face flashed with struggle.

"Master Han, Miss Han, how did you get off?"

Song Yan looks at erhen accidentally.

"What they have in their hands is micro dash. They want to kill people. My car can't hold bullets!" Master Han did not change his face.

Wen Yan, song Yandao admired Han Zhenhai a little. He wanted to know that he was just an ordinary person, so he said with a loud smile: "ha ha, master Han is really brave, but you can rest assured that with me, these people can't hurt you!"

Song Fei, standing in front of him, laughed loudly: "Song Yan, now you can't even protect your own life. You want to save the lives of others! I don't think you're ashamed! "

As for Song Fei's sarcasm, song Yansi didn't pay any attention to it. She stared at Song Fei's face and said with a smile, "it's so ugly. Didn't I tell you? Let you not run out to frighten people. Why don't you listen? "

Hearing the words "ugly eight monsters", Song Fei's cheek jerked violently for several times, especially half of the face with birthmark. There was a dull sting coming from him. His eyes were cold and staring at Song Yan: "it's all dying. How dare his mouth stink!"

Song Yan glanced at the big man with the gun around his eyes and played with the taste: "do you think that a group of wastes holding fire sticks can kill me?"

Hearing that song Yan described micro Chong as a fire stick, Song Fei was very happy and sneered, "let's show him the power of the fire stick!"

All of a sudden, the 14 strong men all raised the dash, but before they could pull the trigger, they heard a sound of "wheezing".

At the same time, Xiangshan, who has been silent, suddenly pours back.

His speed is so fast that it's hard for the naked eye to distinguish him.

With a murmur, six armed men standing behind Song Fei were all hit in the throat by a coin and fell to the ground.

The eight armed men behind were all blown away by Xiangshan with their fists.

"Look, I said they took the firebrand. You don't believe it. Now you do!" Song Yan shrugs and stares at the stunned Song Fei Dao.Han Zhenhai, who was standing behind song Yan, was OK. He knew that Zhao family was not an ordinary family, but a legendary martial arts family. Han Xiaowei was totally shocked. Six silver lights flashed and six big men with guns fell down.

As for the eight men in the back, she felt that they were all blown away by the flash of light and shadow.

This scene has completely subverted her world view, and even she doubts whether she has crossed into the world of martial arts.

When she got back to her senses, she grabbed Han Zhenhai's arm and asked, "Grandpa, song Shao and his friend...?"

"They are all Legendary Warriors, and they are very powerful!" Han Zhenhai said in a deep voice.

"God, there are really warriors in the world. It's amazing!"

"There are so many things you don't know!" Han Zhenhai laughs that the gunmen have been solved, that is to say, their danger has been relieved.

As for Liu Weidong, who was sitting in the car, he regretted it. He knew that song Yan and his friend were so fierce, and he had already followed him out of the car.

"Young master, these two people's accomplishments are beyond our imagination. Let's quit!" The middle-aged man, a little behind Song Fei, whispered to him.

"Two elders, are you not their opponent?" Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Song Fei's face was a little more alarmed.

"Not only are they not rivals, but I have no qualification to be enemies with them!" The middle-aged man was bitter. At the moment when song Yan hit the concealed weapon, he only felt it. He asked himself, if the concealed weapon hit him, he would be very difficult to avoid. That's too fast.

Besides, the ordinary one is more powerful than this one called song Yan.

It took less than a second from the save to the eight gunners.

This kind of speed, even if the big elder of congenital quadruple wants to catch up with him, if the other side does something to him, he is sure that he can't even support one move.