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

Xu Cheng gritted his teeth and left the scene to go elsewhere.

He directly went on a hunt for the guards. Like a god of death from hell, no one could see him coming, yet there were guards falling down everywhere. Some got their throats slit, some were directly beheaded, and some had their necks broken.

However, Xu Cheng still couldn't save some of his senior brothers from dying from being besieged by armed guards. On his way, he killed over 20 guards, yet he also found 7 corpses from the Dragon Division!

Hearts, Clovers, Spades, there were many senior brothers of smaller cards from 3 to 7 that died. This was the most bloody operation in the history of the organization.

"AHH!" At this time, Xu Cheng heard a mad voice.

Let’s Just End This