The Vatican has no armed forces belonging to its own country. Its armed forces are basically mercenaries from Switzerland. In addition to Switzerland, there are also some mercenaries, with a total number of only about one hundred.

Of course, the Vatican has trained some Vatican guards themselves, but most of these Vatican guards are guards of honor, and they are basically useless in fighting against terrorism.

Why does the Vatican have no army? This is actually related to its national environment. This country is the smallest country in the world, with a permanent population of more than 1,400 people and a registered population of only more than 400 people. The entire country is actually a small city, even worse than many villages and towns in China. Even if such a country is cultivated, it doesn’t make any sense, because there are only a few hundred people and one of them can’t even raise enough troops. How can you get the army?

It can be seen that in order for the smooth progress of this celebration, the Holy See also employed a lot of mercenaries. However, even if they hired many new mercenaries, they could not control the hundreds of thousands of people here. If these hundreds of thousands of people get out of control, it would be a disaster. What Zhao Gang-rye has to do now is to stop this possible disaster.

"How do you find this?"

Zhao Gangliang frowned and looked at the people in front of him. Based on some of his own information, Zhao Gangliang vaguely knew something, but now there are so many people here, it is really difficult to find the person in the information.

Although it is very difficult, you must not miss it.

Zhao Gangliang flashed into the crowd.

Because the celebration has not really begun, the crowd is still quiet.

Zhao Gangling was shuttled through the crowd. Although it was crowded, Zhao Gangling's methods were easy and comfortable.

In a blink of an eye, more than half an hour passed.

It was already nine:20 at this time.

Zhao Gangliang almost walked from one end of the square to the other end, but still couldn't see the person he wanted to see. He arranged for the men in the square to find the person, but he did not find anything.

Where did that person go?

At this moment, in the surging crowd.

A girl from China, holding her chest with her hands in her face slightly.

Zhou Qian felt that the weather was very cold. Even though there were so many people around her, even if she was wearing thick clothes, she still felt very cold.

The place of her belly bulged slightly, and there was something inside. After so many days of training, she learned how to use that thing without attracting attention. As long as this thing is opened by herself, the entire square will become a purgatory field.

By then... Zhou Qian didn't know what would happen, because she must have been dead by that time.

She felt that she was not afraid of death. As long as her death could avenge her father who had been sentenced to death, she believed that she would not be afraid. However, when she saw the couples hugging around her, father and son holding hands, she was afraid.

She was afraid that her actions would bring indelible scars to other people's families.

She was afraid that countless people would be in pain because of herself.

She was also afraid of all the pain that would bring after that thing was activated on her.

At this time, Zhou Qian discovered that she had always been just an ordinary person and could not do anything to die with utmost mercy.

She retreated.

She looked around and the surging crowd was moving towards the Pope Palace.

Zhou Qian took a deep breath, turned around and walked out.

Just then.

A man hugged Zhou Qian's shoulder.

"The road is wrong, Miss."

The man said to Zhou Qian with a smile.

Zhou Qian fell into an ice cave and was taken by that person, and walked in with the crowd.

"As long as you activate the thing on you, the Bishop will avenge you within one day. Think about it, your father was sentenced to death because of that person. In no time, your father will be executed. Your mother is crazy because of your father's affairs and your brother is gone. Your family will be destroyed because of that person. As long as you activate that thing, that person will be purified by God soon. Go ahead."

As the man said, the hand that hugged Zhou Qian's neck moved slightly.

A trace of light yellow smoke emanated from the man's hand and was sucked in by Zhou Qian.

Zhou Qian's anger became louder and louder with the voice of that person.

"Yes, my family has been destroyed, so I still care about others."

"They are happy now, but what about me, I live in pain every day, who knows my pain? I want them to understand the pain of losing relatives, and I want them to bury my father with me."

A red light emanated from Zhou Qian's eyes, but then her eyes quickly returned to normal. She shivered and then her eyes became clear.

"What happened to me just now."

Zhou Qian asked in surprise.

"It's okay, let's go, let's go forward."

The man said with a smile.

Zhou Qian nodded, as if she had no intention of retreating at all.

Time has reached 9:30.

Finally, the celebration officially began.

At this time, at least more than 300,000 people flooded into the entire celebration.

The dense crowds stretched for several kilometers, and looked quite terrifying.

Finding someone among more than 300,000 people is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Zhao Gangliang had a calm face and spread the perception on his body without any scruples. He could feel the joy, excitement and excitement of the people around him. Those sounding very noisy sounds were like thunder in Zhao Gangliang's ears.

The sound made Zhao Gang's ears hurt. This feeling was like someone putting a drum in your ear and then knocking it non-stop.

This is a bad thing when perception is too sensitive. He can hear very subtle sounds and some very faint changes, but if the sound is too loud or the change is too large, he can also feel it and amplify it.

Zhao Gang's head seemed to be about to crack, and his eyes slowly turned red as time went by.

Ten minutes passed.

The Pope stood on the balcony of the Pope Palace, waved to the church members below, and behind him were the heads of state from more than twenty countries, some of whom smiled and some looked serious.

The guards of these heads of state stood in a place behind them, just in a darker position and would not be photographed by photographic equipment.

The crowd burst into cheers from time to time as the Pope's speech, and these cheers hit Zhao Gang-ling's head like bullets.

Zhao Gang's eyes were completely congested, but he still did not dare to withdraw his perception because that person had not been found yet.
Chapter completed!