Zhang Zhuti asked loudly. During his speech, Zhang Zhuti's expression changed from the color narrowed at the beginning to a tight line with his whole body and mind.
Falcon hall, like the ancient mercenary regiment, began to number each member.
Every member of the ancient mercenary regiment has a number. The first is Yunjian, which is ranked by strength, achievements and contributions.
Some time ago, Yunjian also numbered the Falcon hall from these aspects.
In this matter, the Falcon hall has no regulations that members cannot expose their numbers in front of outsiders, but generally, the members of the Falcon hall with a later number are unwilling to mention it.
Only those with higher numbers are willing to say.
However, those with higher numbers are generally mature, stable and heavy, and the candidates are generally selected by Yun Jian or Xu Zetian, because the higher number means that the person is an elder of Falcon hall.
Therefore, this has caused a phenomenon, that is, the people with higher numbers will not go out to boast, and the people with lower numbers can't take it. Therefore, outsiders don't know that the Falcon hall has begun to arrange numbers.
Hearing Yunjian's words, Gang Wang Qiaoyu already wanted to speak unkindly against Yunjian, but after hearing Yunjian's words, Zhang Zhuti was really frightened.
Zhang Zhuti not only turned pale with fear, but also asked Yunjian how he knew that the members of his Falcon hall had row numbers?
"Brother, what are you shouting about with her? You have a number in the Falcon hall? Why haven't I heard you mention it?"
After Wang Qiaoyu reacted, he opened his mouth and said to Zhang Zhuti.
Zhang Zhuti told her everything, especially the things he boasted about.
At the beginning, Wang Qiaoyu recognized brother Zhang Zhuti because the cowhide blown by Zhang Zhuti could push himself to the sky. Finally, Wang Qiaoyu really thought Zhang Zhuti was so powerful, so she couldn't wait to call him brother and sister with Zhang Zhuti.
Wang Qiaoyu heard all the cowhide from Zhang Zhuti. He had never heard of any number, so Wang Qiaoyu opened the mouth.
Yunjian, LV Feiyan and Wang cancan are still sitting in their seats. At the moment, Yunjian is looking at Zhang Zhuti coldly.
Zhang Zhuti was at a loss when asked.
"This... What's the matter, what number... I don't know..." Zhang Zhuti realized that he was out of control just now. He wanted to explain for himself.
It goes without saying that Zhang Zhuti's number must be very behind, and his image in front of Wang Qiaoyu is omnipotent. There is nothing he can't do.
If you report his number, all the images are bullshit.
In fact, he is a complete errand runner in Falcon hall.
Before Zhang Zhuti finished, she was interrupted by Yun Jian. She looked at Zhang Zhuti and didn't say much kindly:
"The Falcon hall has arranged numbers for each member. There can be no omission. If you don't say it, I'll directly use your name to query the number."
Yunjian's words stunned everyone, especially Zhang Zhuti.
After hearing Yunjian's words, Zhang Zhuti was stunned, and then he laughed twice.
"Poof, you said to use my name to check the number? Are you kidding? How do you check? Do you think the people in the Falcon hall will pay attention to you? You also check my number! Ha ha! Who do you think you are! You are the boss of the Falcon hall? Poof!"
Zhang Zhuti's laughter came like a silver bell.
Zhang Zhuti smiled, and Wang Qiaoyu laughed with him.
Wang Qiaoyu likes to ridicule Yunjian.
The laughter seemed to have no effect on Yunjian. Yunjian picked up her mobile phone and dialed the landline number of the Falcon hall headquarters. She directly reported Zhang Zhuti's name.
"Hahaha! She also called, yo yo, who to call! She also wanted to check my brother's fucking number, giggle!" Wang Qiaoyu looked at Yunjian and laughed.
However, before Wang Qiaoyu finished laughing, Yunjian suddenly reported a string of data: "113905."
"What? You're crazy. I think this is the plane number? Ha ha..." Wang Qiaoyu laughed
"I'll go. No, it's impossible. How do you know my number! You..." just when Wang Qiaoyu was about to scream and laugh, Zhang Zhuti suddenly lost his color and shouted loudly.
"Because I'm also from Falcon hall." Yun Jian smiled and squinted, sneering in front of everyone.
"What's your number?" Zhang Zhuti was stunned. He asked Yunjian back, as if he was confirming Yunjian's voice.
But she saw Yunjian's narrowed eyes deepened a little. Then she paused, smiled quietly, and said, "my number is... 1."