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

"Nothing, I just heard the noise outside and I guessed." Xu Cheng laughed and he immediately sunk into silence.

"Why is your nose bleeding?" At this moment, Shen Yao pointed at him with surprise and asked curiously.

Xu Cheng paused for a second as he subconsciously wiped his nose. Of course, blood… Well, now that was a bit awkward.

"Probably because Auntie Lin brought over too many supplements for me."

"Should I call the doctor over?" Shen Yao asked, a bit concerned.

Shen Yao nodded, got up and was about to take off her jacket because there was air conditioning inside the ward so she didn't need the jacket to fend off the cold.

However, who knew Xu Cheng would point at her and immediately say, "Don't take it off."

Ran Jing and Shen Yao were both a bit dumbfounded.

A Terrible Start