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 ignored Zheng Baorui from the beginning to the end. He turned around and was about to go inside when Li Hui immediately walked up to him, laughed, and said, "Uh, Young Master Xu, do you have time? Can I treat you to a meal?"

"We'll see." Xu Cheng turned around and left.

"Young Master Xu, Young Master Xu, can I get your number?" Li Hui smiled and asked again.

Xu Cheng thought about how he helped this time after all, so he said to him, "Give me your card, I will give you a call later."

"Okay." Li Hui quickly took out a stack of business cards from his pocket, and there were three grades. He passed Xu Cheng the one with golden borders and said, "This is my card. Young Master Xu, if you have anything that I can help with, don't hesitate. You can just give me a call. I will try my absolute best."

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