There is a 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.

Song 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 on 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...