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

Lin Chuxue poured a bowl of chicken soup for Xu Cheng and smiled. "I received the admission email, thanks."

"You are just going to thank my big brother like this?" Ye Xiu shouted from the side, trying to instigate something.

Lin Chuxue's snow-white face immediately turned scarlet.

As a result, this stunning-beautiful woman shouted angrily out of embarrassment, "Little Dong, the quilt!"

Ye Xiu immediately instinctively said, "I think Big Brother Cheng is happy enough to be with you, why would he need you to thank him more? As long as you give him things to eat, it's enough, right, Sis-in-Law?"

Then, he mourned in his heart, How do people manage to survive in this family? Gotta watch every word that comes out of my mouth…

"When are you going back?" Xu Cheng asked Ye Xiu.

If He Dares to Have That Intention, I Will Admit Defeat