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

At this moment, the old man of the Ye Family looked very pitiful. His hair was all messy and he was covered in dirt from lying on the ground. His face was already old and wrinkly, and he looked even older after the fight. Not just him, everyone in the Ye Manor looked pretty embarrassed and pitiful in the eyes of this sudden trespasser.

There was blood and dead bodies everywhere!

Xu Cheng stood at the center of everyone in the courtyard. A batch of guards stood around the chief, while the others surrounded Xu Cheng. But no one dared to move up.

Death!