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

Seeing Xu Cheng not giving him any face and just leaving, Zuozhi was immediately angered. He furiously slammed the table and said, "He really thinks he is something? 20 million was my highest evaluation of you. In my eyes, 20 million is what I use to send off beggars."

A bodyguard by his side got closer and asked, "Sir, should I teach him a lesson?"

"We will talk about it later. If he really dares to investigate further, the underground money house will pay us and we will just get this job done." In Zuozhi's eyes, it was better for Xu Cheng to refuse their offer. From what Hetian said, if Xu Cheng dies, the huge sum of money he has with the underground money house would belong to Zuozhi. Xu Cheng might not care too much about this money, but Zuozhi didn't tell him that there were so many people in this world that would kill him for this money!

Junior Brother…