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

Withers said, "There won't be an end to this case at all. Unless the Vegas casinos close down, money will be plundered every day."

"As long as you plead guilty, you can leave us to worry about the other things." With that, the team leader walked out of the interrogation room.

Inside the detention cell, the four mafia members were visited by a lawyer.

He was here to simply say to those four, "Boss told me to come and tell you guys, once you guys get out, you guys can have all the fun you want!"

The four of them nodded in satisfaction. Just staying here for awhile also gave them a sense of accomplishment for their gang, and that was how this circle was. Those who were willing to take a bullet or the blame for the team, would rise faster on the ladder.

After the lawyer came out, he went to a nearby balcony.

On the balcony stood an FBI agent smoking with his back towards him.

I Can Kill You, I Can Also Save You