In this way, the five members of the Warriors Special Operations Team, their numbers are five numbers starting from the 17th to the 21st.

After the Warrior Special Operations Team, there are the twelve Heavenly Kings in the Fengyun Gang.

According to the order of the five elements, the king of the gold system, Zhang Xin, was assigned the number 22.

"Hahaha......"

After learning about this, Chen Miao laughed happily, "Sure enough! The number and the character of the real person do have some special key! In our Fengyun Gang, the second one is of course our gold king! Zhang Xin! Sure enough, his number is 22! Hahahaha...... It's two 2s!!hahaha......"

"My dear little brother Chen Miao, ......"

At this time, the dark right hand with a black line on his face couldn't help but speak, "What do you mean...... I'm numbered 2, and I'm the second 2 in our Fengyun Gang?"

"What?"

A moment ago, Chen Miao, who was still laughing happily, was instantly dumbfounded, "No...... Nope...... My dear right-hand senior!, I don't mean that!!"

The other eleven Heavenly Kings after Zhang Xin were assigned to the 22nd, and the number between the 33rd was a number.

Except for the most "2" Zhang Xin, everyone else was very satisfied with their numbers.

The left and right protectors of the Fengyun Gang, Bian Poor and Yang Yong, are No. 34 and No. 35.

And what about the left and right military divisions?

He Yuan was placed at No. 36, and Zheng Zhi was No. 37.

"Hahahaha...... It's not easy......"

When he learned his number, the excited Zheng Zhi couldn't help but look up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha...... I really didn't expect it! I'm a poor broiler chicken, and I can actually represent the Fengyun Gang and participate in the ring competition of the three major gangs! Thank you! My dear young master Jin Wei! If it weren't for you! I'm afraid that in this life, I, Zheng Zhi, will not be able to become a real special martial artist!"

"Congratulations!

For Zheng Zhi, Bian Jinwei, who is the young master of Fengyun, is proud of him, "Actually...... All of this is based on your own hard work! So, there is no need for you to be so grateful to me! What you have to thank is yourself who has worked so hard to cultivate before!!"

"My dear Yao-level big brother, ......"

At this time, Tang Chao secretly whispered in Yao's ear, "This time, I'll let you be the big brother, okay?"

"Really?"

The second monk Yao Jie, who was confused, asked very suspiciously, "Brother Chao? What's wrong with you? Suddenly, you want to give up the position of the eldest brother to me? This is ...... Is the sun rising in the west?"

"Hahahaha...... It's nothing!"

Tang Chao replied indifferently, "I just think it...... I've been a big brother for too long!This time, I'll let you have a good time!Hahahaha...... How about it? My dear Yao-level brother? In our black and white double evil, you Yao-level is my Tang Chao's eldest brother!"

"Cut!"

Suddenly, Yao's face changed, "I don't want it!

"Look at the Yao level...... How kind!"

At this time, the light left hand on the side couldn't help but educate his own brother, the dark right hand, "Never quarrel! What an excellent young man in society! Look at yourself! Why don't you know how to learn from others?"

"You think he doesn't want to?"

The dark right hand rolled his eyes, and explained helplessly, "Now, what I'm going to tell you is that Zheng Zhi, who is the right military division of the Fengyun Gang, is number 37!"

"This ...... I know?"

Guangming's left hand asked very suspiciously, "However, what does the number of the right army division have to do with Tang Chao and Yao?"

"One of them, the number of the man is after the number 37......"

The Dark Right Handed explained earnestly.

"What's this?"

Guangming's left hand subconsciously replied, "After the 37th, it is...... It's the 38......th!

Soon, however, he closed his mouth and stopped talking!

"Tang Chao!I'm going to break off my friendship with you!!"

A few seconds later, a voice shouted angrily, "Fortunately, I didn't fall for your tricks! Cut! Say what to make me a big brother! I just don't want the number 38! What kind of thing do you say! I know! You kid must not have any good intentions!

"Don't, my dear Yao-level brother......"

At this moment, Tang Chao was helpless, "Hey...... Come on, come on, I'm still number 38! Okay?"

"Yes!"

Yao said fiercely, "You're No. 38!, right?"

"That's right!!!"

Tang Chao nodded without hesitation and agreed, "What you said is right! I am No. 38!"

"Good!"

Yao nodded with satisfaction, "You're 38!, right?"

"That's right!!!"

Tang Chao continued to nod and agreed, "You're right......! 3？8……”

"Hahahaha...... Well, I'm number 39!"

At this time, Yao-level Fang happily said his number.

The Fengyun combination from the Tang Gang, Tang Feng and Hanyun, is the 40th and 41st after that.

"Hey...... I didn't expect it......"

Tang Feng's face was complicated to his good brother, Han Yun, and said with emotion, "Last time, when we participated in the Three Gangs Ring Contest for the first time, we represented Tangjiabao under the control of the Tang Gang!

Among the Tang brothers after that, the eldest brother Tang Lei is No. 42, the second brother Tang Yu is No. 43, Tang Yun is No. 44, and Tang Ke is No. 45.

The last Tang Xue beauty is No. 46.

The five free gentlemen of the Fengyun Gang - Qin Za, Xu Hao, Han Dong, Ye Dao and Qin Chao are the five numbers between No. 51 after No. 47.

The eldest brother - Yang Louwu was assigned to No. 52, and the younger sister - Yang Louwen was the next No. 53.

Originally, in Bian Jinwei's plan.

As the young master of the storm, he is the number 0 at the front.

And Chixia, who is the young concubine of Fengyun, is the last No. 54.

Moreover, in the Star of Death, every year on May 4, it is a program for good young people in society.

This number, isn't it appropriate to give it to Chixia?

Moreover, now there is another eldest lady of the Hu family - Hu Xiaoyue.

"Jin Wei...... Just give her the number 54, right?"

At this time, Chixia whispered in Bian Jinwei's ear.

"So...... Xiaoxia: You're the last No. 55?"

Bian Jinwei asked helplessly.

"Yes!"

Chixia replied indifferently, "No. 55, let's be No. 55! In this case, I can be with you again!