(Because there is a problem with the automatic upload, I only dare to do it manually, the time is fluctuating, sorry)

When Buck got the news, he was sitting and fishing on the stone railing on the riverbank by the estuary in the backyard of his house, Fang Lingying used him as a model to make clay sculptures behind the side, Ye Mingjing wore a pair of big sunglasses to cover half of his face and looked at the laptop in front of him, only Wu Mengxi was so leisurely that he casually used a chopstick to coil up his long hair and drink coffee with Erlang's legs.

Buck, who was wearing a baseball cap, only thought about it slightly in the game channel: "Let Gulisha go with me, but I won't let her go to the battlefield to face IS, call Daisy back to China, she is familiar with the details of IS's activity area and habits, and she is also a Muslim, let her tell Gulisha about the details of the inside of IS." ”

Xiang Wan would never think that this Kurdish girl had any relationship with her husband, so she simply agreed.

Thoughtfully closing the game channel, the float floating in the water is still far away by the current, and there are no fish on the bait.

Buck is also very much in favor of entering the IS area from the Georgian side, not only because he is familiar with the customs and customs of that area, but most importantly, from Borneo, in the name of the Free Presbyterian Church, to the IS activity area on the border between Iraq and Syria, which is too far and too wide, to pass through many countries, there are countless routes, which one is the right one, he does not even have a connector, one of the original plans is to use the Abekr brothers to reach the Iraqi border first, and then look for opportunities to get close to IS, now it seems that the IS branch on the Kabardian side is much more reliable。

And the most critical question is, how to bring gold, or the money and belongings carried by IS branches around the world, to the IS region?

The more than 100 kilograms of gold of the Free Presbyterian Church, if it is carried by more than a dozen people, in fact, it will not be too conspicuous on each person, but if such a scale goes to Iraq, the probability of problems in the middle is too great, and Buck wants to stay in Borneo these days, that is, he wants to put himself in his shoes and think about it, if it is really an extremist who grew up in this land and goes to the IS area, he will choose how to go.

As long as it is a Muslim, they will know the holy land of Mecca, know the place in the Middle East, and will expect to be able to worship in the holy place in their lives, and there are pilgrimage groups every year, and no matter how poor and remote Muslims are, they have the opportunity to get funding to go, just by virtue of this, Islam is actually a very vital sect, but in reality it is forced to be a little desperate, and it is forced to squeeze out countless extreme thinking.

Then, if you follow this line of thought, it is easy to fly gold to Saudi Arabia and other countries, and then go to Iraq, which should be the way of thinking of Asian Muslims, but there are still too many such roads, from Dubai to Dubai, from Kuwait to Iraq, and even Buck has considered passing from Afghanistan and Pakistan, where counterfeit banknotes have recently been found.

These routes are all roads from Asia to the IS region, and it is very difficult to find the number of other extremist armed branches to connect with them.

What about Europe in contrast?

From Turkey, just as the fanatical and ignorant European Muslim youth like Daisy chose two or three years ago, Turkey is often the best gateway to IS.

Almost the only portal.

The sparkling water reflects the quaint temples and courtyards on the opposite side, and this state capital city established on the alluvial plain is extremely slow, and even the river flowing into the sea is extremely slow, and there is a slow rhythm everywhere, which is typical of the laid-back atmosphere of the South Seas.

It's as lazy as the cat, the city's symbolic animal.

Suddenly, Buck, who was deep in thought, felt that the fishing rod in his hand trembled twice, only to realize that a fish had been hooked, and he was just a little happy to carefully pull the rod, and felt that the fishing rod became bent and stressed a lot, and he reacted that it was easy to catch a sea fish by the estuary, and the struggle was not small.

Wu Mengxi, who had been watching him, was the first to find out, laughing and screaming twice, Ye Mingjing raised his head and whistled with a rogue temperament, and Ah Nu, who was squatting next to him, quickly kicked off the high-top mountain boots on his feet, and jumped into the river with pants and T-shirts!

Aikenler also subconsciously turned his hand and wanted to wipe off the T-shirt on his upper body, but was held by Zhao Nan next to him with a smile......

After a while, I first saw Ah Nu happily pop up and compare the size, and then Aikenler jumped out of the water with the head of the volleyball-sized fish with both hands, and hugged the fish with both hands and feet.

Ah Chan and Ah Lin, who had just arrived this morning, brought four Sulu female warriors over, not only helping the wives to serve tea and water, but seeing this scene, they hurriedly looked for a net to find a bucket, and the chattering waited on the shore, so that the tall and energetic golden eagle grabbed the long pole net, and pulled the big fish more than half a meter long back in a few clicks!

Well...... Isn't the fun of fishing just in the intrigue and freedom of the fish after it is hooked?

As soon as he felt that his fishing rod was loosened, Buck, who had become a complete spectator, sat on the stone railing on the shore and watched Ah Chan smile happily and another Filipino maid girl carry the fish basket over to report the good news to the master......

That's not what the lord wants!

Buck couldn't praise a few words of praise a little crying and laughing, threw the fishing rod to the golden eagle to continue, and came back a few steps to the shade under the Hokkien style riding downstairs, grabbed the teacup and drank a few big sips: "This old man is really going to feel that everything is boring?"

As soon as Wu Mengxi picked up the cold towel on the table, a courteous Filipino maid grabbed it and gave it to the master, so she was also a little bored: "Well, this can explain why those nobles will dig into so many tricky and obscene skills, they are boring." ”

From the mountains to Busuanga Island, and then to such a state capital to live, the young Filipino maids are very happy, actively do everything they can, even Nannan is served, curiously look at the fish and complain: "They have done everything, and they have no children to bring, so boring!"

Fang Lingying is stable: "Life is not boring, boring is yourself, you can feel the slow-paced life, you must know how to create a life for yourself...... The old bus sat back, and it was still a little bit unfinished. ”

Buck glanced at the clay sculpture that looked like the thinker, grimaced and modeled, but this time he didn't bother to sit on the railing by the river, and posed directly at the table.

Because of his two big bellies, Buck didn't have much energy to explore the Borneo rainforest, and the focus was to accompany his wife: "Actually, I was going to study a few dishes, but the specialties here are enough to eat, and it's really good to live here......" From a distance, I saw Vijay coming over with Buck's fake relative, Uncle Hu.

I heard that Buck had been in Borneo recently, and Vijay, who claimed to be the housekeeper, was still on the other side, and got a few things to find out what Buck and his wife liked and came over to meet, so that they could say that they were also messing around here.

It is also a state capital city on an island in Southeast Asia, which is dominated by hard-working Chinese, and it is quiet and peaceful, and the hometown of Vijay, Mindanao, is much more violent, so this orphan-born guy never thought of returning to his hometown.

Vijay saw the fish he had harvested and planned to get something to honor the proprietress at night, but Uncle Hu was a little surprised by the leisurely scale of Buck's more than ten people, and lowered his voice to discuss with Buck: "I really haven't seen you like this...... Secret Service Officers, with their families in tow, still living so leisurely? If anyone calls me and asks me, what should I say?" these days, almost every night, Buck takes some time to spend some time with the Golden Eagle or Ah Nu, and has two drinks with this one, and the wife is with him.

Buck was very calm: "I'm doing big things, so naturally I have to lift weights like light, and it feels very casual, even if someone comes to inquire about me in the future, I can really accompany my wife to raise a baby in my hometown." ”

It's true, no agent would do that.

Having said that, the Mahadev design tender, which is claimed to be worth at least $5 billion in investment, has begun.