Four hundred and twenty nine chapters sister touched my room
Of course, that shameful thing cannot be done in the Vatican country, the size of a palm, where almost everyone knows the pope, so the pope sneaked into the UK? And... the minds of a group of officials began to turn, and it has only been a few hours since the pope's whereabouts were exposed. If someone wants to destroy the pope's reputation, how could he make this fake video in these few hours?
In this way, everyone, including the Prime Minister and the ministers, believed that this video was real. The Prime Minister's eyes also became colder. Britain is a country that believes in God, and the Pope is not God. He is just the spokesperson of God on earth. He came to Britain to do such dirty things. God probably will never bless the British Empire in the future.
Among the ten ministers, eight of them were Catholic, and each of them became depressed. From another perspective, this video has been circulated across the country and even the world through the Internet. Of course, the Pope's coming to the UK cannot cover up his oral.
Now, even if they want to secretly send the Pope away, it is impossible for them to spread the situation. The consequences of this matter are not like smuggling or something, and the video of the papacy and two prostitutes will soon spread all over the world. If the British government cannot give its own country and the international community a satisfactory explanation this time, the Prime Minister and the ministers will probably not be able to sit steadily.
Seeing that the other party did not respond, Miao Landuo walked to the Prime Minister in one step and said furiously, "I said, I will send His Majesty the Pope back to the Vatican immediately. Haven't you heard it?"
A group of royal guards in luxurious dresses surrounded him and raised the rifle, which was obviously more practical and decorative, aimed at all the paladins. Miao Landuo sneered in his heart. He could not even control the urge to draw his sword.
"Stop, Murantor." The pope said slowly, "How can you be so rude to the Prime Minister?
After scolding Mu Landuo, his tone slowed down again, and he sounded extremely calm and gentle. The twisted muscles on his face just now also disappeared from his face without a trace. "Prime Minister, I believe you must understand that someone maliciously slandered the Holy See. I believe your government will investigate this matter clearly."
The Prime Minister smiled bitterly, "Of course, we also believe that this video cannot be true, but you, we need to give an explanation to the society and public opinion. Now there are two facts that are unfavorable to you. If you cannot explain it clearly in public, the reason why you came to the UK privately, I am afraid that the people will not believe the government's explanation."
The pope was silent, and the six paladins were silent. Just as before, in the exorcist missions carried out by the Holy See, monsters, werewolfs, dark wizards and pagans were not the most troublesome. The most troublesome thing was the mortal government. Once they were entangled by the government for some reason, they really didn't know when they would be able to get rid of it. Even if they guessed that this was the conspiracy of the Dark Council, so what? They couldn't tell the people of Britain that they came to London to eliminate the damn vampires, werewolfs and dark wizards and prevent the resurrection of the vampire queen.
That night, the Pope and his six paladins stayed in the Prime Minister's residence, and the entire Downing Street was full of people like an ant nest. About thousands of military and police were maintaining order. The London citizens who rushed to the streets were divided into two factions. One was a devout Catholic believer. They firmly did not believe that the video was true. It must be someone attacking the Catholic Church and attacking God. How could His Majesty, who respected and worshiped, commit such a sin? The believers surrounded and blocked the government gates in large numbers, and strongly ordered the government departments to quickly find the sinner who created all this and give His Majesty the innocence.
The other side is non-Catholic believers. They are extremely angry at the Pope's prostitution in England. Why did the Vatican Pope travel thousands of miles to Britain to find prostitutes? Do they think the great British Empire is a dirty and obscene brothel? The self-esteem and honor of British gentlemen are tainted. They must have the Pope and the British government give a reasonable explanation on this matter, and some even demand that the Pope be removed from the position.
Both sides protested strongly, and when they were bored, they fought each other and sent the unlucky guys to the hospital. The remaining people rested for a while, then raised signs and shouted slogans, and then because of someone's yelling an extreme word, such as "The Pope is an ingravated bastard" and "fuck his asshole", insulted God, insulted the Pope, or a believer shouted: "The person who made this video is among you, you group of pagans who should go to hell!" Both sides attacked them again, and the military and police were happy to shoot smoke bombs and tear gas at the crowd.
They were so noisy that they kept going until dawn the next day. The two sides had already fought and no one was willing to leave first. They both needed a final result to show their victory. The consequence was that more and more people were gathered outside the Prime Minister's mansion, and even the three streets separated by Downing Street were filled with crowds.
The initiator of all this chaos, Lin Chen, had just woken up from the wide and soft bed with sleepy eyes. Perhaps in the dream just now, he was still smiling gloatingly, but a phone call woke him up early in the morning.
"Oh, dear Mr. Sorento, you should look at the watch. Now... huh? That's great, right? Of course, of course, our friendship is going to be stronger. Time is... well, it's up to you to decide."
Lin Chen hung up the phone with a smile on his face, lifted the quilt and was about to get up, but suddenly a creaking sound was pushed open, and a small crack was pushed open. Lin Chen never had the habit of locking the door when he saw a cute and beautiful pink figure flashing in front of him, he quickly pulled the quilt and covered it below his waist.
"Why don't you knock on the door?" Lin Chen felt that a certain part was in a morning erection state, and it was still a little exposed, so he quietly lifted the quilt up in embarrassment.
Liu Miaomiao held a jade-white finger up at her mouth, made a booing gesture, then tiptoed over and sat on Lin Chen's bed.