Basically, all members of this organization have obtained American green cards.

The KGB only needs a powerful branch in New York, and according to the years and connections that Mr. Goldman worked hard in New York, he was also a big shot in the upper class mission.

Since Mr. Goldman received a notice from the KGB headquarters, he knew that he would help the big figure who came to New York to carry out the tasks arranged by the Pope.

Although Mr. Goldman was surprised, he would strictly abide by the instructions of the headquarters. Now he knew that the great man from the Holy See was the granddaughter of the great priest.

When he saw Su Ya talking in a squint, he immediately shouted in a low voice, "If there is anything we entrust to do, can we be more happy? In order to survive, the Goldman family also took on some dirty work when they first started their business.

But now we are getting bigger and have our own industry.”

Su Ya shrank his neck, and Father Nen beside him turned pale, while Father Tokas... His originally black face changed a little to the chocolate color at this moment, maybe his face was so scared that it turned pale.

The other party said a gang organization like a listed company. Is its so-called industry a red light district street?

Or is it a protection fee rental service, or is it a reasonable sale of marijuana?

It is said that as long as you have a medical marijuana sales license in the United States, it is reasonable not to worry about being caught selling marijuana.

A bad-hearted doctor will not care what the customer wants to do when he buys marijuana. No matter whether he sucks it or not, he can buy it as long as there is a reasonable reason. Even if a girl says she wants to use marijuana to stop her menstrual pain, they will sell it.

"Ahem... Dad Goldman, I need you to find someone for us..." Su Ya raised her for a while, but she was unable to express her feelings.

She pulled out the portrait she had drawn on paper from her bag.

"We want to find this woman." Su Ya gave it to him.

After taking the portrait, Dad Goldman looked at it with a professional look.

"The lips are thick and big, the eyes are blurred, and the figure is bulging and tilted. I am blunt, if this girl is not a prostitute, she is a model." Dad Goldman said very surely.

Su Ya was stunned for a moment, and the other party guessed halfway.

He continued, "We have also controlled many models. The difference between them and prostitutes is that one is higher and the other is lower!"

Su Ya almost bit her tongue, okay, the other party guessed it right.

Beta was hesitating and finally made up his mind that he decided to adopt the proposal Van Helsing said before leaving.

At the same time, Beta also wanted to take Joe away from the building as soon as possible and leave the Goldman family and other people.

The devil, the angel, and the stele of the sealed door discovered by his friends! New York is about to become a place of disaster.

"Betta! Joe? Where are you going?"

Beta pulled Joe and Shag out, and Shag was quite unaware of where they were going now.

"These are not the mess we should get involved in!" Beta whispered.

Perhaps he shouldn't have followed Su Ya into this building controlled by the Goldman family from the beginning.

"Wait... Mr. Beta, are you leaving?"

Su Ya looked at Beta pulling Joe and Shagg and planned to walk out. She hurriedly stood in front of Beta and blocked her.

"Yes, it's all crazy. You're the prophet of the Holy See, and now there are angels and devils in this city, and a dangerous stele, and a hunter who has died for two hundred years and has survived! It's too dangerous for us to continue here. We're leaving here and heading for Washington."

"What about Cassidio? He is still sleeping in Joe's body!"

Beta shouted, "Maybe, the next time Cassidio wakes up, Joe will lose control of his body forever. Just as Van Helsing said, he can only watch a drama without an ending for the rest of his life."

He continued, "I am a father, I have my responsibility, you are a prophet, you have your responsibility and mission, but none of this should be imposed on any ordinary person, and Joe and I are not believers."

Dad Goldman interrupted them, "What a mess! Am I watching you perform a boring Middle-European show?"

Beta apologized to Dad Goldman, "Sorry, I'm just a little angry and anxious. Now I just want to find a tattoo shop as soon as possible and tattoo a shackle angel pattern on my daughter!"

Dad Goldman was stunned for a moment, and he gave Beta a thumbs up, "Cool! You are the most enlightened father I have ever met, you don't have to go outside to look for it. On the third floor of this building, the room at the end of the corridor on the left is the exclusive tattoo place for our family members.

The members of the family never tattooed outside. In the 1980s, family members ran out to tattoo outside, and ended up being tattooed by tattooers who joined another gang organization and poked their eyes with needles."

Dad Goldman's description made their scalp numb.

"The tattoo artist on the third floor is called Tony. He has a very good craftsmanship."

Beta sighed deeply, and decided to do one more thing for the last time before leaving the building.

Suya, Father Nean and Father Tokas followed Beta and others.

Father Nean kept saying some words of comfort beside Joe, his Irish accent was about to make Shag confused.

Su Ya's disgust of Van Helsing has increased a little more. Since she is leaving, why should she tell Beta how to prevent angels from possessing her?

"Listen to the little girl, it's not you who are possessed!" Beta yelled at Su Ya.

"If it were me, I would definitely do this voluntarily and devote my body to let the angels move in."

"Then you are noble, but we can't, we are just ordinary people."

"Why don't you ask Qiao for your opinion?" After Su Ya finished speaking, everyone's eyes in the corridor gathered on Qiao.

A member of the Goldman family who passed by looked at the scene in surprise. He walked and muttered, "Is it a good thing to force a prostitute? This society is really disgusting!"

Joe lowered her head, rubbing the ground with her soles against the ground, and Cassidio took over her body after returning from the ancient east.

And after each sleep, the time it takes longer. She knew that what Van Helsing said must be the truth. When Cassidio's strength returns to a certain level, he will not continue to fall asleep.

And Joe could only watch Cassidio do anything with her body.

It's like a movie without an ending.

She was really hesitant at this moment.

"Joe, the city is now very dangerous and is facing the risk of being destroyed. I am the prophet who has seen with his own eyes what may happen in the future in this city!

That's terrible, so we have to avoid it. The year of Apocalypse is approaching and disasters are like dominoes, but we are all people who have been chosen by the Holy Lord to have fate.

During this period, this city really needs the power of angels to protect.”

Su Ya looked at Joe still hesitating and could only grit her teeth and said, "If you really want to refuse Cassidio wakes up and continue to occupy your body, you insist on doing so, we can't impose a block, but I hope to wait until the moment when you really need to make a real decision.

You can promise Cassidio, speak out YES, and let the other party borrow your body again."

Su Ya added, "After that, the Holy See will definitely find a way to solve this problem."

With Su Ya's persistent comfort, Joe agreed to Su Ya's request, and Joe didn't want Cassidio to wake up and kept talking in her mind.

That's why the moment just now, the tattoo artist of the Goldman family asked Joe a coin-sized ancient religious essay on his arm.

This is an annotation that represents private exclusiveness and is also a symbol similar to territory.

But they didn't know that when Joe had tattooed that pattern, the ban that Cassidio arranged in the room where the Tuobei of the Seal Gate was located expired.

So the deputy director of the New York Museum could easily go in and find the stone tablet.

Shufein kept writing about the events of continuity on the secretary secretary.

The deputy director of the New York Museum developed a strong disgust of the stone tablet when the city was about to hold an international summit on Evil Religion.

He even wanted to destroy the stone tablet full of religious essays, take it into a video and post it to Twitter, expressing his support for the US President's convening the International Summit on the Evil Religion.

At this moment, in the New York Museum, the room where the sealed door stele is preserved.

The director asked his assistant to take his cell phone and shoot his next action. The curator first told the camera amiably that the stele has a four hundred years of history and is a stone with superstitious religion.

With the international summit of Evil Religion is about to be convened, he is willing to destroy this stone full of fallacies and express his support for the president and the summit.

As for the value and damage consequences behind this stone, the curator expressed his willingness to take responsibility independently.

In fact, this stone is not included in the records of the National Cultural Heritage Museum. As long as it is not registered on it, the director only needs to hire an excellent lawyer to destroy it.

This is the law in the archaeological community of the United States. After all, this country was only a few hundred years old, and its legal awareness of antiques is far less than that of those ancient countries.

"I'm going to start!" The director raised his hammer, and the assistant also held up his cell phone to photograph him excitedly.

When the hammer in the director's hand hit the stone tablet hard, the sound of metal and iron fighting in the room suddenly made a sound, which was very sharp and harsh.

The two of them were like a lightning flash in their ears slashed through the middle.

At this time, in an abandoned building somewhere outside New York, Bonsolf's skin seemed to grow again. Joan had lost consciousness. Her belly was swollen like a yoga ball, and her belly was stretched out, revealing the terrifying capillaries on the surface.

Qiong didn't know whether it was life or death. She might have just fallen into a coma and lost consciousness. The life in her belly is still fertile and will be born soon...

At this time, a sound of gold and iron fighting reached Bonsolf's ears. Not only did he hear it, but he also felt the life in his belly.

This is not the transmission of sound, but their inspiration to feel the existence of this extraordinary thing.
Chapter completed!