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 left, the remaining people were all dumbfounded. After all, he had claimed so gentleman-like that he wouldn't hit women, making Wang Ying angry but also touched. However, in the next moment, he used her as a shield to block bullets for him. The soldiers of the 8th MR were infuriated by his thick skin.

Wang Ying was a goddess in their eyes. In the military region that was full of men, they had never seen such a heroic woman before, and she was even a beauty. Like a flower blooming in the green bushes, she was doted on by everyone. But just now, that bastard used their precious goddess as a shield to block bullets for him?

He was supposed to shield her and protect her, right? He was a man and should block bullets for her. However, Xu Cheng did the opposite and even dropped their goddess onto the grass carelessly before he left.

He had hurt their goddess's feelings heartlessly right under their noses.

You’re A Bastard