"Okay, I can tell you the name of our current leader, but I can't be sure about the preparation, because I also overheard someone mention it, I don't know if it's true, if I say you'll really let me go?" Mudra swallowed his saliva again, and looked at Lin Qing in disbelief, wanting to determine if he could survive if he was told the information, after all, for him, it was the most important thing to be alive now!

"It's okay, as long as you tell me, as long as you don't lie to me, I'll let you go, you can rest assured, I'm a very principled person!" Lin Qing smiled, seeing Mudra's nervousness, motioned to the people around him to spread back a little, and made a gesture of invitation, telling him that as long as he told the truth, he could leave at any time.

Mudra slowly stood up from the ground, looked around, and felt that Lin Qing didn't seem to be lying to himself, as if he had made a lot of determination, he slowly spoke: "I once overheard that our current leader has been replaced, the previous leader died in the office, no one knows the specific cause of death, only that after his death, a descendant who claimed to be him appeared, and won the support of many people, his name is Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi!" ”

After saying the name of the current leader of the Islan Kingdom, cold sweat began to break out on Mudra's forehead, which was already against their teachings, but in order to live, he could only do this, after all, when people die, there is nothing, he is not like those pious believers at the bottom who believe that there is really a kingdom of heaven or something, and if he dies, he can go to the kingdom of heaven, after all, those are all lies, only living is the most important thing!

"Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi?" Lin Qing read the name in a low voice, thinking carefully in his mind, I don't know when it started, Lin Qing's memory of the previous life is particularly deep, and many of the things that were just browsed once before can now be remembered, although it is not very detailed, but it can still remember a little.

The name Abu Lin Qing thought of being the owner of Chelsea Club, the Russian tyrant Abu, but in the end, Baghdadi was four words, and Lin Qing immediately remembered that this was the notorious leader of a certain Islamic country in later generations!

"It's only 2007, how can this person already come to power? I remember he only came to power in 2010! Lin Qing frowned and thought about the problem, the current world situation has changed a lot, the world in the previous life, the world at this point in time as a whole is quite peaceful, but this plane except for Japan, which has its own butterfly effect, Africa, and the Middle East are all in a big firefight, although the overall trend and major events have not changed much, but some details have become completely different.

Lin Qing was talking to himself, while slowly walking back, thinking about whether this matter was good or bad, halfway through, he suddenly remembered that there was another person behind him who had not dealt with it, waved his hand and made a gesture, and after Hebrew saw it, he walked out of the group of bodyguards with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He took a step forward and walked in front of Mudra, the weapon in his hand was aimed at his head, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation. ”

As soon as the words fell, the gunshots had already sounded, and Lin Qingtou whispered without replying: "My principle is to tell my friends, not enemies!" ”

Inside the car, Lin Qing frowned, there was a mess in his mind now, but he vaguely felt something, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"I am not the only traverser in this world, but also Chu Qing, so will there be a possibility, that is, there is another traverser, or more traversers!"

This possibility suddenly popped up in his mind, and Lin Qing suddenly felt that it was very possible, after all, there were two examples of himself and Chu Qing, why couldn't there be a third one? If there is a third existence, then many things that are happening now can be explained, and it is very likely that there is more than one butterfly in Lin Qing flapping its wings, maybe a few, maybe a group.

After figuring out the key point of the problem, the corners of Lin Qing's mouth rose slightly, now things are getting more and more interesting, and his intuition tells Lin Qing that it is also possible that the leader of the Islamic country, Bagdadi, has crossed over, after all, he appeared too early, and it is somewhat unreasonable.

"It looks like the Middle East is going to be in chaos!" Lin Qing looked out the window, muttered to himself, and turned his head to look at Sanshui: "Sanshui, the Middle East will soon be in chaos, if an organization called the Kurdish armed forces emerges in the future, support and subordinate them as much as possible!" ”

"Good head!" Sanshui nodded, silently remembering this sentence in his heart, so one day in the future, a group of Kurdish militants, using all kinds of equipment, beat a certain organization called Islan to the head.

In a building in the heart of Mosul, Iraq, a middle-aged Arab pulls out a mobile phone and makes a call.

"Allah, I have become the leader of the Islan Independence Organization as you commanded."

"Very well, now all you have to do is to expand your power and include the entire Middle East region in your sphere of influence, I have left you a treasure in Iraq, including the most valuable equipment left by Lhasa, I think you should be able to use it." A crisp girl came from the other end of the phone, and her words were full of seduction.

"Please show Allah where the treasure is, and I will send someone to dig it up at once!" Baghdadi reverently asked, fearful of the mysterious woman who had helped him become the leader of the kingdom of Islam, and who had used miraculous methods.

"Wouldn't it be fun to tell you the location? I can only give you a hint, this treasure is near Mosul, go back and check the information well, and give you a hint (1.6.23) (8.13.15) (26.3.17) (48.15.11) and 2000, good luck! ”

"Allah above, please give your followers more tips・・・・・・" Before al-Bagdadi could finish speaking, the phone had already been hung up, and he looked at the phone helplessly, and then looked at the hint about the treasure that he had hastily jotted, and frowned.

"Come on, bring me the smartest people in the area, I have a problem for them to solve!" After watching for a few minutes, al-Baghdadi, who had no clue, gave up his research and asked his men to find the smartest people in all of Mosul to help him solve the problem.

"Yes!" Several subordinates looked at each other, not knowing what al-Baghdadi was going to do, so they could only bow their heads and prepare to leave.

"By the way, send out some people to check if there are some military bases left over from the old Sa around Mosul, and if so, report to me, even if I am sleeping!"

"Yes!"

After ordering everything, al-Baghdadi lowered his head and looked at the territory on his desk, revealing a greedy gaze.

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