Dust Wind

There’s SIS in great Britain, CIA in the US. In Huaxia, there’s Dragon Division, known as the mysterious power of the East.
When a soldier that originally failed to be selected to join, appeared on the Dragon Division’s list again, no one noticed, that this inconspicuous and humble-looking guy was actually the Dragon King of the division, the one that’s most difficult to deal with.
Mercenary: “Report, our squad is under attack, suffering heavy casualties!”
Commander: “How many enemies are out there?”
Mercenary: “Just… just one! There’s a joker card in his hand.”
HQ: “What?! Hurry, retreat!”

Ace of The Dragon Division

After Xu Cheng washed his face and walked to the living room, he saw Ran Jing coming back from work. On her way back, she had been wondering what kind of sacred being this Xu Cheng guy was.

The more she came into contact with him, the more difficult she felt it was to see through the guy.

Professional gun-assembling skills, accurate marksmanship, coupled with the fight at the gym and those insanely-quick steps caught on the surveillance footage, Ran Jing still couldn't link Xu Cheng with those hidden urban legends that existed in movies and novels.

Didn't he look a bit too young to be a hidden master?

After returning home and pushing through the door, she saw Xu Cheng in his tank top walking around in the living room looking for snacks. Ran Jing looked at him from top to bottom, staring at him as if she was trying to see through him.

An Angry Ran Jing