This incident ended under the absolute surrender of the disciples of Linlang Pavilion and Ba Blu.

Then I asked the disciples of Linlang Pavilion to bury all the dead people under the sand, and then they were back on the road.

"Brother Fan, where are we going next?"

Bablu, who was sitting next to me, looked at me tremblingly.

"Where else can you go to the lair of the red turban? Shouldn't you inform all of you members of the Red Turban of this good news? ”

I smiled at Baburu.

"Uh... It's Brother Fan, whatever you say is what you say, I listen to you. ”

Babru's voice trembled, and he didn't dare to disagree at all.

Passing through the vast desert, a rolling tent camp appeared in front of us, surrounded by a number of large pumping and drilling equipment.

"Woo..."

“%￥%%￥#%￥…*（u)(*u0…”

Seeing our motorcade coming, the red turban members guarding the gate were excited and whined on the spot, and immediately opened the big iron gate to let our car in.

Baburu's face was very ugly, but he didn't dare to be the slightest vague, forced out a faint smile, and drove into the red turban's nest.

I have to say that this camp is indeed quite large, I roughly estimated that this camp has at least about 10,000 red turban members, because the camp covers a large area, the personnel are relatively scattered.

The car stopped in front of the largest tent, and I shouted over the walkie-talkie that someone who could speak Spanish came to me, and the rest of the people got out of the car in full gear.

After a while, more than twenty Linlang Pavilion disciples came to me, and I randomly ordered five of them to follow Baburu, and once he said something unfavorable to me, you shot him on the spot.

Then I picked a Linlang Pavilion disciple to accompany me to help me translate, and the rest of the Linlang Pavilion disciples who could speak Spanish were temporarily appointed by me as the team leader, responsible for communicating with the Red Turban members and dealing with some simple conflicts.

I sent five disciples to follow me, and Baburu was about to cry on the spot.

Now, naturally, I can't let Babru walk around casually, and I order him to immediately convene a meeting of the little leaders of the red turban.

Bablu knew what I wanted to do, but he knew that his life could be taken by me at any time, that if he chose to resist, he would die on the spot, and that if the Red Turbans dared to riot, they would be slaughtered, so he finally chose to give in.

Around the time the sun had set, all the little bosses of the Red Turban had gathered in the largest tent of the stronghold for the small boss meeting.

These small bosses are not only from this stronghold, but all the small leaders of the Red Turban stronghold, and many of them have come specially after receiving a notice from Baburu.

There are more than 300 of these big and small leaders, and the number is really huge enough, and the largest camp accounts are crowded, I really don't know how they usually hold meetings.

Naturally, this meeting was convened by Baburu, and the content is that their boss died on Friday, and now the new boss is willing to lead them to unify Libya and give the Libyan people a paradise, and this new leading brother is me.

From today onwards, the boss of the red turban is still Friday, but it's a new Friday, not the previous one...

After Baburu finished announcing the news, many small leaders protested, saying why let such a young Chinese be the new Friday? They were not convinced, very unconvinced.

That's what I expected.

I stood up and asked the little leader of the red turban who refused to obey me to stand up and draw his gun, to see if I would shoot him first or if he would kill me, and if he didn't accept it, he could gamble with me.

The little leaders of the red turban present were all calm, they didn't expect me to gamble with them, this one has to take a bad life, and it can't be done.

But there are really a few people who are not afraid of death, saying that they want to bet with me, and if they win the bet, they will be the new Friday, and I laughed and said no problem.

Then we walked out of the camp tent and stood face to face at a distance of more than 50 meters, using the same pistol, looking into each other's eyes.

"Bang bang~!"

I simply drew my gun and fired two shots in quick succession.

The other man fired before he could arrive, and my bullet had already burst his pistol, and then the second shot pierced his shoulder blade.

I stunned all the little leaders of the red turbans with the speed of my guns, and the injured little leader had a fear of death in his eyes, and was then dragged by the red turban members for treatment.

Later, I asked who wanted to challenge me, and none of them dared to challenge me again, although I knew that these Red Turban members did not accept me, but it didn't matter at all, because even if they didn't accept it now, they would listen to me, because I was the new Friday, their boss, and I had the final say on what kind of battle route the Red Turban would take in the future.

After confirming that I am the boss of the Red Turban, I will then announce that the Red Turban will temporarily stop fighting with the Transitional Committee from today, but will first unify other organizations in the Libyan desert, and then become the largest al-Qaeda organization in the Libyan desert, and then have a decisive battle with the Transitional Committee to unify Libya.

As soon as this operational idea was put forward, there were naturally some voices of opposition, but there were still many people who agreed with it, so a battle of the red turbans to unify the sand desert entered a state of preparation.