Chapter 1437

Zhang Zhuti asked in a loud voice. During his speech, Zhang Zhuti's expression changed from the color of the beginning to the tense line of his whole body and mind.

The Falcon hall, like the ancient mercenary regiment, began to number each member's platoon.

Every member of the ancient killing mercenary regiment has a number. The first is Yunjian, which is ranked according to strength, achievements and contribution.

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

There is no rule in Falcon hall that members should not disclose their numbers in front of outsiders. However, the members of Falcon Hall who are relatively backward in number are not willing to mention it.

Only those with a higher number are willing to say so.

However, those people with a higher number are generally mature, stable and heavy, and the candidates are generally selected by Yun Jian or Xu Zetian, because the number at the front indicates that the person is a senior of the Falcon hall.

Therefore, this has led to a phenomenon, that is, the people who are at the front of the number will not go out to boast, and the people who are at the back of the number can't take it. Therefore, outsiders do not know that the Falcon hall has started to arrange the number.

After hearing Yunjian's words, Wang Qiaoyu had already wanted to say something rude to Yun Jian. But after hearing what Yun Jian said, Zhang Zhuti was really scared.

Not only was Zhang Zhuti pale with fright, he even asked Yunjian how he knew that members of the Falcon hall had a platoon number?

"Brother, what are you shouting after her? Do you have a number for Falcon hall? Why didn't I hear you mention it? "

Wang Qiaoyu said to Zhang Zhuti after Wang Qiaoyu reacted.

Zhang Zhuti told her everything, especially about her boasting.

At first, Wang Qiaoyu recognized Zhang Zhuti because his boasting could lift him to heaven. Finally, Wang Qiaoyu thought Zhang Zhuti was so powerful that he couldn't wait to be called brother and sister with Zhang Zhuti.

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

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

Zhang Zhuti was at a loss when asked.

"This... There is no matter, what number... I don't know..." Zhang Zhuti realized that he was out of control just now, and he wanted to explain it for himself.

It goes without saying that Zhang Zhuti's serial number must be at the bottom of the list, and his image in front of Wang Qiaoyu is omnipotent. There is nothing he can't do.

If you report his number, then all the images are bullshit.

In fact, he was a total errand in Falcon hall.

Before Zhang Zhuti finished, she was interrupted by Yunjian again. She looked at Zhang Zhuti, and her tone was not very kind:

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

Yun Jian's words made people dumbfounded, especially Zhang Zhuti.

After hearing Yun Jian's words, Zhang Zhuti was stunned, and then he laughed twice.

"Poof, you said to use my name to look up the number? Are you kidding? How do you find out? Do you think our Falcon hall people will pay attention to you? Check my number! ha-ha! Who do you think you are! The boss of Falcon hall? Poof

Zhang Zhuti's laughter came like a silver bell.

When Zhang Zhuti laughed, Wang Qiaoyu also laughed.

Wang Qiaoyu likes to make fun of Yun Jian.

The sound of ridicule seems to have no effect on Yunjian. Yunjian picks up her mobile phone and dials the phone number of the headquarters of Falcon hall. She reports Zhang Zhuti's name directly.

"Ha ha! She also called, yo yo, who to call! I want to check my brother's number. Cluck Wang Qiaoyu is looking at cloud to write to smile in one side can get up strength son.

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

"What? You're insane. I think this is the plane number, right? Ha ha... "Wang Qiaoyu laughed and said," I'll go. No, it's impossible. How can you know my number? "! You... "Just as Wang Qiaoyu was about to scream and roar with laughter, Zhang Zhuti suddenly turned pale and cried out.

"Because I'm from Falcon hall, too." Cloud paper smile squint, in front of people's face sneer open mouth.

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

But see cloud paper squint eyes a little deeper, and then she pause, smile, red arc micro hook: "my number is... 1."

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