He looked at Song Feijia: "Uncle Song, don't worry, Mr. Bai already knows about Bai Zichang and you. He asked me to apologize to you."
"You are serious!"
Song Feijia was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. Bai Shanhe asked Qin Yang to apologize to him? This is looking down upon Song Feijia too much!
The two of them were shocked that Bai Shanhe came back from the dead, and they were even more shocked by the relationship between Qin Yang and Bai Shanhe.
After dinner, Qin Yang prepared to leave with Li Shiyan and return to Yunyang City.
Hong Youxi was a little reluctant to give up. Once Hong Guangye died, she would be the only one left.
Zhong Baisong is such a good person, he doesn't want to give Sein Feijia a chance to show off this time.
He immediately said that he has a niece who is about the same age as Hong Youxi, and the two of them should have a lot of topics in common.
So Hong Youxi was picked up by Zhong Baisong.
Zhong Baisong saw Hong Youxi's reluctance for Qin Yang and the two of them, and proposed to send Qin Yang to the highway.
Song Feijia secretly competed with him and said he wanted to send Qin Yang away.
The three cars just passed towards the highway entrance.
When leaving the city, Qin Yang saw several cars stopped not far away, blocking the way.
It was Fan Canghe, Fan Li and his son and their men.
When Qin Yang stopped the car, Song Feijia was the first to say angrily: "Director Fan, what do you mean?"
Fan Canghe said coldly: "I, Fan Canghe, have never suffered such a big loss. Boy, do you really think I will let you go?"
"Seinfeld, you have also fallen and become a lackey's lackey."
Qin Yang's eyes were indifferent: "It seems that Mr. Fan has found a great master in the innate divine realm or martial arts?"
Without waiting for Fan Canghe's reply, Fan Li said bitterly: "That's right, this time my dad has found a martial arts master who can kill you with one knife!"
Qin Yang showed a playful look: "Which master, why don't you show up and play with the juniors?"
Suddenly, a golden sword light split the ground with infinite sword force!
Seeing this, Qin Yang punched out, and Xuan Lei's true energy turned into a powerful fist, blasting the sword into pieces.
Fan Canghe said coldly: "Old Bai, I will trouble you next!"
"well!"
Bai Shanhe walked out, with a long knife in his hand, the blade tilted, showing off his sharp edge!
"Director Fan, you have really posed a difficult problem for me. This little friend is an innate god, and I am no match for him."
Fan Canghe's face with a sneer suddenly stiffened.
Fan Li was shocked and lost his voice: "Old Bai, stop joking!"
Bai Shanhe shook his head, raised his hand and waved, the sword swept across with astonishing power.
When Qin Yang saw this, Xuan Lei's true energy turned into arrows and shot away. They collided with the sword, causing the sword to disperse and the true energy to sweep away.
The Baishan River retreated for tens of meters, the tiger's mouth split open, and blood flowed out.
Bai Shanhe smiled bitterly: "I'm not as good as you, I'll say goodbye!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped back and left quickly.
Fan Canghe and his son both looked like they had eaten shit, especially Fan Li, whose legs gave way and fell to the ground.
Qin Yang's eyes were cold: "Director Fan, do you really want to die that much?"
Fan Canghe's expression was extremely ugly, and he trembled: "I...please forgive me!"
Qin Yang raised his hand and struck a palm, and Fan Canghe flew out, vomiting blood and fell to the ground.
Fan Canghe was supported by his men, and Qin Yang asked: "How much money does Mr. Fan plan to spend on his life this time?"