There is a long and narrow canyon between the public auction venue and the road to Yangon, with a total length of 305 meters. />At this moment, there are three SUVs parked at the entrance and exit of the canyon.

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

After leaving the town, Song Yan, Han Zhenhai and their group got into their respective cars and drove back to Yangon.

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

Song Yan subconsciously swept his eyes over the three black SUVs parked at the entrance of the canyon, but found that the color of the car films of these three cars was very dark, and he could not see the conditions inside the cars clearly. Of course, if he wanted to see, he could just turn on his clairvoyance ability, but he felt that he should not be so bored.

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.

"Something's happening! It looks like these three SUVs are waiting for us to enter the canyon on purpose!"

Sure enough, less than a hundred meters into the canyon, three identical SUVs came towards us.

"Interesting! Is this a blockade from the front and back?"

A sneer appeared on Song Yan's lips, and his ability of clairvoyance suddenly activated. He discovered that three of the people in the three oncoming cars were actually Song Fei and his two bodyguards.

"Some people will die if they don't seek death!" Song Yan said with some regret and stepped on the brakes.

As soon as he stopped the car, Han Zhenhai, who was driving behind him, also stopped the car and found that they were blocked in the canyon by six black SUVs. "Master, it's 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 said calmly.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

There was a sound of car doors closing, and then a total of eighteen people walked out of the six cars in front and behind, fourteen of whom were holding submachine guns.

Seeing this scene, Liu Weidong's face suddenly turned pale, and Han Xiaowei's eyes were filled with deep worry. Only Han Zhenhai was calm and his expression was normal, but if you look closely, you can find that there is a bit of uneasiness in the depths of his eyes.

“Bang!”

There were two more sounds of car doors closing, and Song Yan and Xiang Shan got out of the car together.

"You two stay in the car, I'll go down and take a look." Han Zhenhai said to the two of them, and prepared to push open the car door and go down.

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

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

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

Han Zhenhai did not allow for refusal, then opened the car door and walked out.

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

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

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

Song Yan looked at the two of them with some surprise.

"They are holding submachine guns in their hands. They want to kill people, but my car can't stop the bullets!" Master Han said calmly.

Hearing this, Song Yan admired Han Zhenhai a little. After all, the other party was just an ordinary person, so he laughed out loud: "Haha, Master Han is really courageous. But don't worry, with me here, these people can't hurt you!"

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

Song Yan didn't take Song Fei's ridicule to heart at all. He stared at Song Fei's face and said with a smile: "Ugly freak, didn't I tell you? I told you not to run out and scare people, why didn't you listen to my advice?"

Hearing the word "ugly", Song Fei's cheeks twitched violently, especially the half of his face with the birthmark, which felt a faint stinging pain. He stared at Song Yan with a cold look: "You are about to die, and you still have the guts to say such a stinky thing!"

Song Yan glanced at the gun-wielding men around him and said playfully, "Do you think a bunch of losers holding fire sticks can kill me?"

Hearing Song Yan calling the submachine gun a fire stick, Song Fei couldn't help but laugh and sneered, "Everyone, show him the power of the fire stick!"

Suddenly, fourteen strong men raised their submachine guns at the same time, but before they could pull the trigger, they heard a series of "swish" sounds.

At the same time, Xiangshan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly pounced backwards.

His speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

With a muffled groan, the six burly men with guns standing behind Song Fei were all hit in the throat by a coin and fell to the ground.

The eight strong men with guns at the back were all knocked away by Xiangshan's fists.

"See, you didn't believe me when I told them they were holding fire pokers. Now you believe it!" Song Yan shrugged and stared at the stunned Song Fei with a playful look.

Han Zhenhai, who was standing behind Song Yan, was fine, because he knew 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 six men with guns fell down.

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

This scene has completely overturned her worldview, and she even wondered if she had traveled to a world of martial arts.

When she came to her senses, she grabbed Han Zhenhai's arm and asked, "Grandpa, Mr. Song and his friend...?"

"They are all legendary warriors, and very powerful ones!" Han Zhenhai said in a deep voice.

"Oh my god, there really are warriors in this world, it's amazing!"

"There are so many things you don't know!" Han Zhenhai laughed. All the gunmen had been dealt with, which meant that their danger was no longer in danger.

As for Liu Weidong who was sitting in the car, he felt extremely regretful. If he had known that Song Yan and his friend were so powerful, he would have gotten out of the car long ago.

"Young Master, the cultivation levels of these two are beyond our imagination. Let's retreat!" The middle-aged man who was slightly behind Song Fei whispered to him.

"Second Elder, aren't you also their match?" Hearing the middle-aged man's words, a trace of panic appeared on Song Fei's face.

"Not only am I not their match, I don't even have the qualifications to be their enemy!" the middle-aged man said bitterly. The moment Song Yan threw the hidden weapon, he only felt it. He asked himself, if the hidden weapon was aimed at him, it would be difficult for him to dodge it, the speed was too fast.

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

The entire process, from the save to knocking eight gunmen away, took less than a second.

Even a great elder at the fourth level of the innate realm would have to look up to him at this speed. If the other party attacked him, he was sure that he would not be able to withstand even a single blow.