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

Joseph couldn't be happier at this turn of events.

As he said, in a 50-card deck without the jokers, the chance of Shen Yao getting the 6 of diamonds was one in fifty, and the chance of getting the 7 of diamonds was also another one in fifty. Together, it was just nearly impossible to get both of them. So, Shen Yao probably only had a flush or a straight.

It was definitely reasonable for Joseph to go all in with her.

"20 million, I also raise." Joseph's face was radiant from happiness.

The other player narrowed his eyes. In fact, Joseph and Shen Yao's hands were very similar. If they could get two cards of the same suit, then it would be a godly hand, or else his straight could beat both of them.

Operation