There is a long and narrow gorge between the public road and the road leading to Yangon. The gorge is 305 meters in total.

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

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

Out of town. Song Kun and Han Zhenhai and his party boarded their respective cars and drove back to Yangon.

More than ten minutes later, the car approached the canyon.

Song Yan subconsciously scanned the three black SUVs parked at the entrance of the canyon, but found that the film color of these three cars is very dark, and he can't see the condition inside the car. Of course, if he wants to see it, he can directly open the magical power However, I don't think I should be so boring.

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

"There is a situation! It seems that these three SUVs are deliberately waiting for us to enter the canyon!"

Sure enough, less than a hundred meters in the canyon, the same three SUVs headed forward.

"Interesting! Is this a fence around?"

There was a sneer in the corner of Song Yan's mouth, and the perspective magic power suddenly opened. It was found that three of the three cars coming on were actually Song Fei and his two bodyguards.

"Some people, they will die if they don't die!" 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!" Liu Weidong, who drove, said nervously.

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

"Bang, bang!"

There was a sound of closing the car door. Then, a total of eighteen people walked out of the six cars before and after, and four of them had a small punch in their hands.

Seeing this scene, Liu Weidong's complexion suddenly turned pale, and Han Xiaowei's eyes also had a strong worry, except for Han Zhenhai's calmness and complexion, but if he looked closely, he also found that his eyes were deep A little disturbed.

"Bang!"

It was the sound of closing the car door twice, but Song Ye and Xiangshan got off the car together.

"The two of you are in the car. I'll go and see." Han Zhenhai said to the two, and he was ready to push the car door and walk down.

"Master, don't get out of the car, they all have guns!" Shouted Liu Weidong.

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

"No need to say more, you just stay in the car!"

Han Zhenhai could not refuse to say, then pushed the door and went down.

"Grandpa, I'll go too!" Han Xiaowei followed and pushed the door.

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

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

Song Yan looked at the two humans with some surprise.

"They are holding micro-rushes in their hands. They are intentionally killing people. My car can't stop the bullets!" Master Han said indifferently.

Hearing that Song Ye admired Han Zhenhai a little. To know that the other party was just an ordinary person, he laughed loudly: "Haha, Master Han is really brave, but you can rest assured that this group of people can't hurt you!"

Song Fei, who was standing in front of him, laughed aloud, "Song Ye, now you can't even save your own life, and you want to keep other people's lives! I think you really say it!"

As for Song Fei's ridicule, Song Ye didn't take his mind at all, staring at Song Fei's face with a smile, "Isn't I tell you that? You don't want to run out to be scary, why don't you listen to advice?"

Hearing the words "ugly eight monsters", Song Fei's cheeks twitched fiercely, especially the half-face with birthmark, and a tingling came from him. He stared grimly at Song Ye: "All are dead. You dare to smell so bad! "

Song Yan glanced at the big man with a gun around, playing with taste: "Do you think a group of waste holding a burning stick can kill me?"

Hearing Song Ye's description of Wei Chong as a burning stick, Song Fei couldn't help but sneer: "Let's show him the power of burning sticks!"

Suddenly, the fourteen brave men raised their rushes together, but before they could pull the trigger, they heard a sound of "咻咻 咻" sounding.

At the same time, Xiangshan, who had been silent, hurled backwards.

His speed was so extreme that it was hard to discern with the naked eye.

With a moan, the six gunmen standing behind Song Fei were all hit by a coin in their throats and fell to the ground softly.

The eight strong men with guns were all blown away by Xiangshan with his fists.

"Look, I said they were holding a fire stick and you still don't believe it, now you believe it!" Song Yan shrugged and stared at the stunned Song Feidao.

Han Zhenhai, who was standing behind Song Yan, was okay, knowing that Zhao's family was not an ordinary family, but a legendary martial arts family. As for Han Xiaowei, she was completely stunned, six silver lights flashed, and six gunmen fall down.

As for the eight big men behind, she only felt that when the light and shadow flashed, they were all blown away.

This scene has completely subverted her worldview, and even she wondered if she had crossed into the martial arts world.

When she recovered, 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 this world, it's amazing!"

"You don't know much more!" Han Zhenhai laughed, and the gunmen were all solved, that is, their danger had been lifted.

As for Liu Weidong, who was sitting in the car, he regretted being inexplicable. He knew Song Ye and his friend were so powerful, and he had already left the car.

"Master, both of them are beyond our imagination, let's retreat!" The middle-aged man who was a little behind Song Fei whispered to him.

"The second elder, aren't you their opponent?" Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, there was a little panic in Song Fei's face.

"More than being an opponent, I have no qualifications against them!" The middle-aged man bitterly said that at the moment Song Yong hit the weapon, he only had a reaction, and he asked himself if the weapon was against him, he I'm afraid it's hard to avoid, it's too fast.

In addition, the ordinary one is more powerful than this one called Song Yan.

From saving to flying eight gunmen, the whole process took less than a second.

This speed, even if the inborn four elders have to look at it, if the other party does something to him, he is sure that he can't support even one move.