Chapter 357: Twelve Followers of the Celestial Legion

Ye Yangcheng never doubted his memory, but, after Babru's strange list of names, the second Inhuman soul that was released, the name was actually Black Grassotam? Ai Bada? Sangcasso? Bibiliba? Chivalrous? Eszali? Sokona

A string of names that were difficult to remember made the corners of Ye Yangcheng's mouth twitch for a while, and after looking at this short and thin man who was completely inversely proportional to Baburu, Ye Yangcheng settled down and asked, "Sokona, what is your alienation ability?" ”

"Back to the master's words." Hearing Ye Yangcheng's inquiry, Sokona, who was short, thin and as black as charcoal, spoke extremely strange Chinese, knelt on the ground and replied respectfully: "Sokona's alienation ability is a light blade, and the scorching light blade can not only tear the target, but also cause burns. ”

Speaking of this, Sokona glanced up slightly at Baburu, who was standing on the side, and then said, "Baburu and Sokona are from the same tribe. ”

"African tribes?" Ye Yangcheng looked at the two of them, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "How did you get imprisoned to the Five-Colored Divine Bead?" ”

"Two years ago, Sokona and Baburu came to Asia with the orders of the generals of the Celestial Corps, and someone issued a mission to assassinate the general in the Xenokill Organization, and we could only contact the Asian branch of the Xocarus Organization, so I came to Asia with Babru and the other ten followers of the General, but we were jointly sniped by two silver killers and one gold medal killer of the Asian branch of the Xocarus Organization, and in the end we couldn't beat them, and they imprisoned their souls with beads, my master." Sokona replied respectfully.

"Twelve believers?" Ye Yangcheng's heart twitched violently, and he took out all the five-colored divine beads from the Nine Heavens space, counting the two of Sokona and Baburu, and the remaining number was ...... No more, no less, exactly ten

The ten beads of the "Twelve Black ......" didn't even need to be smashed, Ye Yangcheng knew who he was going to face next, twelve believers from Africa, the so-called Celestial Legion

There was no racial discrimination in Yeyang City, but he accepted twelve black spirit servants in one go...... He really had a weird feeling.

If it weren't for the current lack of manpower, it is estimated that Ye Yangcheng would stop there and would not release the remaining ten blacks, but the reality did not allow him to do so.

Therefore, Ye Yangcheng finally sighed lightly, and no longer came one by one, but threw it casually, throwing all the remaining ten five-color divine beads into the air, and after a sparse sound of glass breaking, ten tall, short, fat and thin black spirits with their own merits appeared in Ye Yangcheng's sight.

There was no interest in talking to them, and the next second they appeared in the living room, Ye Yangcheng had already whispered: "Suppressing the spirit, aggressive ......"

The ten people didn't even have a chance to speak, they had just come out of the imprisoned space of the five-colored divine bead, and in the next second, they entered the imprisoned space of the Nine Heavens Godhead of Yeyang City, until the ten people reappeared in front of Yeyang City, they were already docile as domestic cats.

"You don't need to tell your full name, just say what your name is" This time, Ye Yangcheng learned to be obedient, and without waiting for these ten people to speak, he had already made instructions in advance, and he didn't want to hear those long and awkward names ten times

"Spirit servants Akulama (Rugbala, Samuel, Walter, Billawood, Ruben Bak, Alex, Brad, Suqada, Essosaka) have seen their master" Ten people knelt on the ground in a neat manner, kowtowed three times respectfully towards Yeyang City, and the front half of their bodies were almost completely attached to the floor

Faced with this large number of difficult names, Ye Yangcheng could only try to write down a few, and then waved his hand and said, "Get up." ”

"Yes, master." Akulama and the others responded in unison, and then Yuguan stood up and lined up in front of Ye Yangcheng in two rows, no more and no less, six people in each row.

Looking at the twelve black spirit servants in front of him, ranging in age from their twenties to their thirties, Ye Yangcheng rubbed his temples with a slight headache, how should he arrange it?

Although these twelve people automatically learned Chinese under the influence of the Nine Xiao Godhead, after all, they are not Chinese, not even Asians, that is to say, once these twelve people are installed in the officialdom, their various customs and even habits during their lifetime will become their biggest flaws, even if they occupy the target's body

That is to say, after accepting the twelve black spiritual servants in front of them, they cannot be placed in the officialdom of the jurisdiction, at least, until they learn Chinese habits, they must not be sent as officials.

Looking at these twelve black spirit servants who were different in height, shortness, fat and thinness, Ye Yangcheng also felt a headache for their arrangement, but it seemed useless to keep them around, and it was a great shame to waste them

Thinking of this, Ye Yangcheng opened his mouth and said to the twelve people, "Open your mouths." ”

"Ah......h......h

Each person rewarded more than 300 spirit beads, which is equivalent to more than 3,000 spiritual powers, and glanced at the twelve black spirit servants who had entered the promotion state, Ye Yangcheng in desperation could only establish a spiritual connection with Xing Junfei, and after telling Xing Junfei about the situation on his side, he asked: "What position do you think these people should be placed in order to give full play to their greatest role?" ”

"Twelve followers of the Celestial Legion?" To Ye Yangcheng's surprise, Xing Junfei did not directly answer Ye Yangcheng's inquiry, but instead said, "Master, these are the twelve big killers."

"Oh?" Originally, I only wanted to study the whereabouts of these twelve people, but I didn't expect Xing Junfei to suddenly throw out such a sentence, Ye Yangcheng became a little interested, and asked with interest: "Why do you say that?" ”

"The Celestial Legion is an Inhuman group that has been crisscrossing the African continent for more than 20 years, with a total number of about thirty, and believes in a person named Amba, which is strange that Amba is not an Inhuman." Xing Junfei organized his words, sorted out his thoughts, and then opened his mouth and said: "But Amba claims to be a general from the heavenly realm, so the members of the Celestial Legion all call Amba a general, and the twelve believers are the twelve most combat-effective people in the Celestial Legion, their lowest military rank is captain, and the oldest is colonel, of course, these military ranks are all granted by Amba privately, and are not recognized by governments." ”

Speaking of this, Xing Junfei paused for a moment, and then said: "The Celestial Legion has a mysterious whereabouts on the African continent, it is the smallest number of official mercenary groups in the entire Africa, but the most powerful mercenary group organization, the most famous operation was four years ago, in the violent and intensive attack of the twelve believers, the royal seat of a medium-sized country in Africa was bombed into ruins, and it is said that there were more than 13,000 soldiers guarding the royal building at that time."

"But two years ago, the twelve followers of the Celestial Legion suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the general Amba they believed in was also assassinated shortly after, and the Celestial Legion across Africa disappeared, but I didn't expect that after two years, they actually became the spiritual servants of your master." Xing Junfei said with some embarrassment: "The world is impermanent."

"Okay, don't be emotional." Ye Yangcheng really didn't expect that these twelve blacks would have such a fierce past, but no matter how majestic they were in life, now their only identity is Ye Yangcheng's spirit servants

They are nothing but this identity, including, what the twelve believers

Thinking of this, Ye Yangcheng chuckled and said, "Do you have any ideas about the arrangement of these twelve people?" ”

"Actually...... Master, you're a little bit of a bull. After Xing Junfei pondered for a moment, he said with some sarcasm: "Even if they don't get involved in officialdom, they can actually play a huge role, the key is how to use these twelve big killing weapons well." ”

"Oh?" Ye Yangcheng's eyes lit up: "Tell me, how to arrange them to make good use of them?" ”

"As it stands, there is no need for much power in officialdom at all." Xing Junfei pondered and said: "You only need to transfer a divine envoy from each of the three prefecture-level cities to the provincial government, and after you have a certain right to speak in the provincial party committee, you can have a certain influence on the officialdom of the various cities under your jurisdiction. ”

"Well, go on." Ye Yangcheng nodded thoughtfully.

"Secondly, the root cause of the current shortage of manpower is not in the officialdom, but in the manpower to handle various matters in the jurisdiction." Xing Junfei woke up the dreamer with a word: "Master, you can arrange these twelve people to the side of the old servant and others, on the one hand, they can be on call to solve some unexpected problems at any time, on the other hand, they can also follow the old servant and others to learn and get used to China's national conditions, and when they slowly adjust their state and will not easily show any flaws in their habits, you can transfer them to any position in any place......

"Not bad" After listening to Xing Junfei's words, Ye Yangcheng nodded suddenly, and said: "This matter will be arranged by you, I will send them to you later, you can look at the arrangement."

"Yes, master." Xing Junfei respectfully agreed, and the problem of insufficient manpower in the jurisdiction of Yeyang City could also be solved because of the arrival of these twelve black people.

The problem was solved, and when Ye Yangcheng looked at the twelve big duck eggs again, his gaze was much more natural than before, and he even had a hint of a smile......

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