Chapter 214 The Act of Committing Death Is Not Advisable

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

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

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

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

After more than ten minutes, the car approached the canyon.

Song Yan subconsciously swept the three black SUVs parked at the entrance of the canyon, but found that the color of the car film of these three cars was very dark, and he could not see the situation inside the cars. , However, that felt that he should not be so boring.

However, just after the car he and Han Zhenhai were riding in drove 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 waiting for us to enter the canyon on purpose!"

Sure enough, after advancing less than 100 meters in the canyon, the same three SUVs approached in front.

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

A sneer appeared on the corner of Song Yan's mouth, and the clairvoyant magical power was suddenly activated, and found that three of the three cars approaching were actually Song Fei and his two bodyguards.

"Some people, if they don't die, they will die!" Song Yan sighed and stepped on the brakes.

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 was driving, said nervously.

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

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a sound of closing the car door, and then, a total of 18 people walked out of the six cars in the front and rear, and 14 of them were holding a micro punch in their hands.

Seeing this scene, Liu Weidong's face suddenly turned pale, and Han Xiaowei's eyes also had a strong look of worry, but Han Zhenhai was calm and his face was as usual, but if you look closely, you can also find that deep in his eyes With a bit of unease.

"Boom!"

There were two more sounds of closing the car door, but Song Yan and Xiang Shan got out of the car at the same time.

"You two stay in the car, I'll go down and have a look." Han Zhenhai said to the two of them, and was about to open the car door and go out.

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

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

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

Han Zhenhai could not refuse, then pushed open the car door and walked out.

"Grandpa, I'm going down too!" Han Xiaowei followed and opened the car door.

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

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

Song Yan looked at the two of them in surprise.

"What they have in their hands are micro-chongs. They have the intention to kill people. My car can't stop the bullets!" Master Han said without changing his face.

Hearing this, Song Yan somewhat admired Han Zhenhai, knowing that the other party was just an ordinary person, so he laughed loudly: "Haha, Master Han is really bold, but don't worry, with me here, this group of people can't hurt you!"

Song Fei, who was standing in front, laughed loudly: "Song Yan, now you can't even save your own little life, and you want to save other people's lives! I think you're really outrageous!"

Song Yan didn't take Song Fei's ridicule at all, staring at Song Fei's face with a smile: "Ugly bastard, didn't I tell you? I told you not to run out and scare people, why don't you listen to me?"

Hearing the word "ugly", Song Fei's cheeks twitched fiercely, especially the half of his face with the birthmark, there was a faint tingling pain, he stared coldly at Song Yan: "It's all about to die. , how dare your mouth stink like this!"

Song Yan glanced at the big men with guns around him, playing with his taste: "Do you think a group of trash with fire sticks can kill me?"

Hearing that Song Yan described Wei Chong as a fire stick, Song Fei couldn't help but be amused, and sneered: "Everyone, show him the power of a fire stick!"

Immediately, the fourteen strong men raised their micro-rushes in unison, but before they could pull the trigger, they heard a sound of "hush hush".

At the same time, Xiang Shan, who had been silent for a while, suddenly jumped back.

His speed was so fast that it was hard to tell with the naked eye.

With a groan, the six gun-wielding men standing behind Seinfeld were all hit in the throat by a coin, and all fell to the ground softly.

The eight strong men with guns in the back were all blasted away by Xiangshan with his fists.

"Look, I said they used fire sticks, you still don't believe it, but believe it now!" Song Yan shrugged and stared playfully at the stunned Seinfeld.

Han Zhenhai, who was standing behind Song Yan, was okay, knowing that the Zhao 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 the six big men with guns fall down.

As for the eight big men behind, she only felt a flash of light and shadow, and they were all blasted away.

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

When she recovered, she grabbed Han Zhenhai's arm and asked, "Grandpa, Song Shao and that friend of his...?"

"They are all legendary warriors, and they are very powerful ones!" Han Zhenhai said solemnly.

"God, there really are warriors in this world, it's really amazing!"

"There are so many things you don't know!" Han Zhenhai laughed. The gunmen were all dealt with, that is to say, their danger was lifted.

As for Liu Weidong, who was sitting in the car, he regretted it for no apparent reason. Knowing that Song Yan and his friend were so good, he would have followed him out of the car.

"Master, the cultivation of these two is beyond our imagination, let's retreat!" The middle-aged man who was a little behind Song Fei whispered to him.

"Second Elder, aren't you their opponent?" Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Song Fei's face became more panicked.

"It's more than an opponent, I don't have the qualifications to be an enemy of them!" The middle-aged man said bitterly. The moment Song Yan hit the hidden weapon, he just felt it. He asked himself, if the hidden weapon was aimed at him, what would he do? I'm afraid it is difficult to dodge, that speed is too fast.

Besides, that ordinary one is more powerful than this one named Song Yan.

From the save to the eight shooters, the whole process took less than a second.

This kind of speed, even the Great Elder of the Fourth Layer of Congenital, has to look down on him. If the other party starts to attack him, he is sure that he will not be able to withstand even a single move.