After the dust settled, blood gushed from Omar's chest like a spring.
Several lackeys rushed forward, desperately trying to stop the bleeding, but no matter how hard they tried, it was useless.
A few minutes later, the bull-like Omar took his last breath and went to hell.
"Kill him!"
Seeing their boss get taken out, one of Omar's closest n suddenly drew his gun and aid it at Song Heping.
All of Omar's subordinates at the scene imdiately raised their guns, pointing at Song Heping.
At the sa ti, all the guards in old Ahd's tribe also raised their guns.
Hundreds of barrels aid at each other.
Won with children quickly left the scene, returning to houses and tents.
The atmosphere beca as tense as a bowstring, ready to snap at any mont.
"Who dares!"
Nura rushed forward, standing in front of Song Heping, and shouted sothing loudly in Bedouin to the surrounding crowd.
Song Heping's tension at this mont was indescribable.
If anyone made a wrong move, it could easily lead to a firefight.
Once the first shot was fired, a bloody massacre would surely follow.
A few minutes later, the Atke Tribe soldiers holding their guns started to lower their barrels slowly, lower... and lower...
In the end, everyone put down their guns.
The lackey who had a pistol pointed at Song Heping looked back at his n, his face full of hatred and helplessness.
"We'll rember this!"
He threw out a powerless threat, turned around, and waved his hand, "Retreat!"
Several lackeys ca to carry Omar's corpse and placed it on a cal's back.
Just as when they ca, they left quickly, disappearing into the distant desert in a few minutes.
The difference was that Omar had co here alive but left lying down.
"What did you say to them?"
Song Heping finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Those who trigger the ancient law will surely face divine retribution!"
Nura explained seriously.
But Song Heping was surprised.
Just by reciting the ancient law, it allowed the dominant Atke Tribe militias to leave in disgrace.
In Song Heping's logic, this was almost a miracle.
He suddenly had an inexplicable feeling.
People always said the Bedouins were a symbol of ignorance, backwardness, and closed-mindedness.
Yet they adhered strictly to ancient laws, even in favorable situations.
In contrast to modern social relationships, extending to geopolitics and struggles.
Law?
Rules?
Are they useful?
It's all the law of the jungle, where the winner is king and the loser is a bandit.
Who is truly ignorant?
It's hard to say.
"You are a true warrior."
Old Ahd ca forward and gave Song Heping a firm hug.
"From now on, you are an honored guest of our tribe. Surviving a warrior's duel ans you are chosen by the heavens. Co, today I will treat you with the highest honors. Rest well here, tomorrow we will move to another oasis. Follow us; don't worry, the governnt and military won't find us."
The old man seed very excited.
Song Heping, on the other hand, felt a bit embarrassed.
It was simply a victory through strength; he didn't feel there was anything special about it.
But the old man revered him as an extraordinary being.
However, Song Heping remained clear-headed, knowing exactly who he was and what he had to do.
That night, the tribe slaughtered sheep and cals, kindled bonfires in the open, and everyone sat around the fire, singing, dancing, eating at, and drinking.
"Nura, we must leave."
Song Heping was not attracted by this temporary peace.
"What?! We just found shelter here; it's very safe. The old chief will lead everyone to a new oasis tomorrow; no one can find us in the desert."
Nura seed unwilling to leave imdiately.
"We should still leave."
Song Heping looked at the bonfire in the center of the tribe. In the darkness, the firelight illuminated everyone's faces, all beaming with carefree smiles.
Then he looked up at the sky.
The stars were twinkling.
But Song Heping wondered if there was a spy satellite among those stars passing over.
Explaining this to Nura was complicated.
He didn't want to say much more.
"Do you rember your tribe?"
He had to open Nura's old wounds.
"If you don't want this place to end up the sa, it's best to co with ."
Nura's once gentle gaze suddenly turned sharp.
The massacre at the fishing village was a nightmare she could never shake off.
"Alright..."
She nodded.
Nura had complete respect for Song Heping's decision.
A few days ago, it might not have been the sa.
But after what she had seen these past few days, the man before her seed almost godlike.
Listening to him definitely wouldn't be wrong.
"Where are we going?"
"South, through Sudan, then into Ethiopia, and then Somalia."
Song Heping's tone was unwavering.
"To establish a foothold in Africa, we need to find a suitable place. The place the Aricans like least is where we should go most."
"You an Somalia?" Nura asked, "Are you going to find Abdul?"
"Yes." Song Heping didn't hide his intentions or plans: "Find him, kill him. Didn't you say he's the strongest pirate force in Somalia? Just like in the jungle, to be the king, you should kill the strongest tiger to prove your strength. Moreover, it's revenge for your people; they got involved because of . I can't let them die in vain."
Nura nodded vigorously, "I'll follow you! If it's Somalia, then Somalia it is. I know soone there who might help."
"That's good..."
Song Heping continued, "But before we leave Egypt, I have two things to do: One is to find soone to inform Jiang Feng and Antonov, and the other is to find Senid."
"Find Senid?"
Nura asked in confusion, "The one who betrayed us?"
"Yes." Song Heping said, "I believe it wasn't his intention to betray us, but I don't care about that. I care about why he did it."
"Of course for money!" Nura said, "Those city hypocrites can betray everything for money, including their souls."
Song Heping said, "I think it's not that simple. Purely money is one thing, but a more effective threat is violence. Mossad must have approached Senid. If my guess is correct, soone should be watching Senid right now. The ones watching must be Mossad agents, waiting for us to go looking for trouble with Senid. Do you believe it?"
Nura thought for a mont and said, "I believe. I believe everything you say."
Song Heping said, "We have a saying back ho: A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years. But I am different; if I can avenge today, I won't wait till tomorrow. Since they hunted down so joyously, how can I let them enjoy it? From now on, as long as they're people from Mossad, I'll kill anyone I see, until they completely stop. Either I die, or they yield."
Nura's eyes glowed.
At this mont, Song Heping was more manly than any man in the world.
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