At around 10 o'clock that night, President Donade arrived in the city of New York.

Regarding the upcoming "International Anti-Cevil Religion Summit", Donnade plans to do a big move during his term of office.

At this moment, he regarded himself as a great warrior who set off a free society and religion, and would surely lead the free people of the world to defeat the religious side...

After the Three Churches promoted the Doomsday of the Apocalypse Year, Donnade believed that this was the mission he should have accomplished during his term.

Think about it in the future, Wikipedia may record that he was the "great president who defeated thousands of years of evil religions" and that he will definitely be as famous as Lincoln in the future.

When he thought of this, the corner of his mouth curled up a secret joy about the wonderful future.

The president's car drove into the United Nations headquarters building, and the martial law outside made it the safest place in New York City.

However, what made him dissatisfied was that many protesters outside took a sit-in approach to opposing the convening of this international anti-evil religious summit.

This annoyed the president. Americans marched during the day and protested at night almost every day. This time, because the International Anti-Cevil Religion Summit was the worst national public protest he had experienced during his term.

Even dozens of times he wanted to build a wall in the south.

"Hmph! A group of foolish fools, any great man will always have bumps on the road to achieve great things. If the people of this country can be united, the world will be put into the pockets of the Chinese people."

He muttered, and the car drove into the building of the United Nations building.

At this time, outside the martial law area of ​​the building, a large number of New York citizens were sitting quietly protesting the opening of the International Anti-Cevil Religion Summit.

Most of them are believers, and some people are worried that such a driving may be the beginning of another world war.

The Holy See's history of more than two thousand years cannot be rejected just because of a single mistake.

And it is also regarded by the political leader as equating with terrorism.

Suya, Father Nean, and Father Tokas mixed into the protesting crowd.

Father Neon was still urging her, “We shouldn’t come in, it’s dangerous, as often reported on TV news, the protest scene is often the most serious place of conflict.

Where the government can reasonably show its fangs against the people is at the protest site, as long as these people are placed in the form of riots at the time!

Police can arrest and beat citizens with real guns and ammunition!”

Su Ya sighed and she whispered, "But... Look at the believers around you, they are all protesting the government for our Holy See. Shouldn't we set an example accordingly?

Even if all the clergy in this city are arrested, we should do something within our ability, such as joining in the protesting crowd.”

"The gathering of fewer people is like Martin's speech back then." Father Tokas agrees with the prophet Suya's point of view.

Father Nean sighed helplessly. After all, Su Ya's identity is too sensitive and it is really not suitable for appearing on such occasions.

It is easy to cause some unexpected events!

"After more than two thousand years of religious heritage, this is a great culture, and many historical celebrities have been influenced by the Holy See and achieved higher achievements.

The literal descriptions in the Divine Comedy should not be forgotten by modern people. This is a kind of admiration, not something that can be rejected by political power in just one sentence.

The history of the Three Churches is even longer than that of this country.”

The loud voice of the speech came from the front of the crowd.

Su Ya suddenly became excited, "Listen... the outdoor protest speech. In addition to the priest's external mass, this is the first time I have seen someone give a speech outside... and it is during the protest."

Su Ya listened in the crowd for a while, and the other party's voice was very loud, and the other party was carrying an open-air amplifier speaker.

Every word the other party said touches people, and it is all arguing for the Holy See, which makes Su Ya even more move forward.

Finally she met the man standing in front, holding a wireless microphone in his hand and a portable speaker next to him.

Passionate and excited. Every time the other party finished speaking, they could stir everyone's emotions. They cheered loudly and clenched their fists, as if they were about to break through the police's martial law plan and rush into the United Nations building in the next moment.

When the other party took a deep breath and planned to continue inciting the angry and dissatisfied people to make plans for riots, he saw Su Ya rushing in from the crowd.

As a prophet, Su Ya was like a dazzling ball of light in the man's inspiration.

The hymns shrouded in Su Ya's body were layered and were warning the man who incited the people through speeches.

"Okay... Let's work together to let their leaders know that this country should not be controlled by a politician in just one word..."

After the other party said the last sentence, a man next to him wearing a sweatshirt, hood and mask helped him put away his microphone.

The people around him cheered and applauded, and his speech was very excited.

Su Ya leaned in front of the other party and shouted, "Sir, you said very well! It's great to have a gentleman like you stand up and speak for the Holy See when the Holy See was misunderstood and suppressed!"

The other party showed a kind smile and said, "Thank you girl, are you?"

Su Ya smiled and said, "Su Ya Anderson." She lowered her voice, "I'm from Genny."

The other party nodded, and the warning in the hymn suddenly increased. He doubted that if he approached Su Ya again, the angels above the kingdom of heaven would forcefully enter the world and kill him.

He smiled kindly, "Clauli! Clauli Kuswei! I run a workshop specializing in processing religious supplies, and provide religious supplies to local churches in New York."

Clauli handed out his business card, which read the general manager of Kusiwei Religious Products Production Company.

"I know you very well, Mr. Crowley." Su Ya stretched out her hand and held Crowley.

But then Crowley took back his hand and attached it to his back. Bonsolf, who was wearing a mask, saw that Crowley's palm that had just shook hands seemed to have been scalded off.

"Sorry, sorry! But Suya, we should leave." Father Nion and Father Tokas came in and said to Suya.

Father Tokas whispered, "Su Ya, that stone tablet is still in the police station. The stele of the sealed gate. Have you forgotten that Van Helsing asked us to find a way to take the stele out of the police station and not be found by the devils?"

Tokas said in a low voice, and he thought others could not hear it, but Clauli was not a human being, and his ears were particularly useful.

"Sorry? What stone tablet? Is it related to religion?" Crowley asked.

Tokas became alert, and Clauli handed the other party a business card and explained, "I am a processing of religious supplies. If there are some rare things related to religion, it will be particularly interesting. I'm sorry to take it."

Su Ya waved her hand, "No! Clauli, you are a good person, you are willing to speak for the Holy See."

Crowley nodded with a smile. In fact, he had planned to incite the surrounding citizens to carry out riots.

Su Ya suddenly pulled Clauli's arm out, and Clauli endured the pain on his arm and followed Su Ya forward.

Behind him, Bonsolf, disguised as Crow's assistant, was carrying the portable speaker behind him.

Clauli is a devil, and he was also a weak baby when he first came to heaven.

So he asked Bonsolf to kidnap a boss who runs a religious supplies processing workshop, and then Clauli's devil baby body crawled directly into the other party's mouth and occupied the other party's adult body.

The devil's possession is very different from that of an angel.

The possession of the devil is much more terrifying and disgusting.

As a prophet, Su Ya was the messenger of the Holy Lord in the world, and there was a guardian of an angel above his head.

Therefore, Su Ya is a saint whom all evil spirits dare not touch the world.

Crowley is a devil, and their contact will cause great harm to Crowley.

"Wait... I'm walking relatively faster! Otherwise, let's go side by side, which will make me walk a little slower." Crowley broke away from Su Ya's arm.

Su Ya nodded, smiled sweetly, and then wondered, "How come there is a barbecue smell?"

Crowley smiled miserably, and the place where his arm was caught by the other party was almost burned by the holy power.

Nian turned Su Yala down and said, "Sir Su Ya, do you really want the Holy See to tell the stranger in front of you about the secret matter? Even Dad Goldman doesn't know the real purpose of our coming here."

Suya looked at Nean and Tokas and showed a meaningful smile, "You don't understand my plans.

Clauli seems to have a high reputation in this protest, and we can seek his help. After all, the Goldman family is a gangster, and Clauli is also a religious industry... It is obvious that the other party is a devout believer! My vision is absolutely impossible to be wrong."
Chapter completed!