Zhang Zhuti asked aloud. During the conversation, his expression changed from a narrow color at the beginning to a tight line with his whole body and mind.

The Falcon hall and the ancient mercenary killing regiment began to number each member platoon.

Every member of the ancient mercenary killing regiment has a number. The first is Yunjian, ranking by strength, achievements and contributions.

Some time ago, Yunjian numbered the Falcon hall, which was also arranged from these aspects.

There is no rule in the Falcon hall that members should not disclose their numbers in front of outsiders, but members of the Falcon hall with a relatively low number are generally reluctant to mention this matter.

Only those with higher numbers are willing to say it.

However, those with higher numbers are generally mature, stable and heavy-duty, and the candidates are generally selected by Yunjian or Xu Zetian himself, because those with higher numbers indicate that they are elders of Falcon hall.

So this also causes a phenomenon, that is, people with a higher number will not go out to boast, and people with a lower number will not be able to handle it, so outsiders do not know that the Falcon hall has started to arrange numbers.

Hearing the words of blind force from Yunjian, just Wang Qiaoyu has tried to say a bad word to Yunjian, but Zhang Zhuti is really scared after he wants to hear Yunjian's words.

Zhang Zhuti was not only scared to turn white, but also asked Yunjian how he knew that members of his Falcon hall had row numbers?

"Brother, what are you doing with her? Do you have a number for Falcon hall? Why didn't I hear about it? "

Wang Qiaoyu said to Zhang Zhuti only after he responded.

Zhang Zhu told her everything, especially the boasting.

The reason why Wang Qiaoyu recognized Zhang Zhuti's brother at the beginning was that the cowhide that Zhang Zhuti blew could push himself to the sky. Wang Qiaoyu, who finally got it, thought that Zhang Zhuti was so powerful, so he couldn't wait to call Zhang Zhuti his brother and sister.

Wang Qiaoyu has heard of the cowhide from Zhang Zhuti's mouth. He has never heard of any number, so Wang Qiaoyu opened this mouth.

Yunjian, LV Feiyan and Wang cancan are still sitting in their seats, and now Yunjian is looking at Zhang Zhuti coldly.

Zhang Zhuti is at a loss when asked.

"What's the matter? What's the number? I don't know..." Zhang Zhuti realized that he was out of control just now. He wanted to explain for himself.

Zhang Zhuti's number, needless to say, must be at the back, and the image he erected in front of Wang Qiaoyu is omnipotent. There is nothing he can't do.

If his number is reported, then all the images are bullshit.

In fact, he is a runner in the Falcon hall.

Before Zhang Zhuti finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yunjian again. She looked at Zhang Zhuti with a kind voice:

"the Falcon hall has arranged a number for each member. There can be no omission. If you don't say it, I will directly use your name to query the number."

Yunjian's words shocked everyone, especially Zhang Zhuti.

After listening to Yunjian's words, Zhang Zhuti was stunned, and then he laughed twice.

"Poof, you said to use my name to find the number? Are you kidding? How do you check? Do you think the people in our Falcon hall will take care of you? Check my number! ha-ha! Who do you think you are! Our Falcon hall boss? Poof

Zhang Zhuti's laughter came like a silver bell.

When Zhang Zhuti smiles, Wang Qiaoyu smiles with him.

Wang Qiaoyu likes to do things that mock Yunjian.

The laughter seemed to have no effect on Yunjian. Yunjian picked up her mobile phone and dialed the number of the Falcon hall headquarters. She directly reported the name of Zhang Zhuti.

"Hahaha! She also called, yo yo, who to call! I want to check my brother's fucking number, giggle! " Wang Qiaoyu looks at Yunjian and smiles.

However, before Wang Qiaoyu finished laughing, Yunjian suddenly reported a string of data: "113905."

"What? You're insane. I think it's the seat number, right? Ha ha... "Wang Qiaoyu laughed

" I'll go, no, it's impossible, how do you know my number! You... "Just as Wang Qiaoyu was about to burst out laughing like a scream, Zhang Zhuti suddenly turned black and shouted.

"Because I'm also from the Falcon hall." Yun Jian smiles and squints, sneering in front of the crowd.

"What's your number then!" Zhang Zhuti's face was stunned. He asked Yunjian in reverse, as if to confirm the voice of Yunjian.

But see cloud paper squint eyes deeper a bit, then she dundun, light smile, red arc micro tick: "my number is... 1."