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

Ye Xiu's eyes narrowed. "Grandpa, it's not gonna be easy unifying the Land of Mercenaries, right?"

"No sh-t! That place is like a big dye tank. More than half of the outlaws in the world went to that place after they lost political asylum and became mercenaries. Just the forces that were born there alone number in the hundreds, not to mention the powerful mercenary groups backed by nations that went to station there to expand their forces. Whoever tries to unify that place would be the bird that tries to lift its head first, everyone will try to kill it at all costs! The King of Mercenaries is powerful, right? Yet, not even he dared to expand fully to unify that land, and has just been sitting on one-fifth of the land for steady growth. That place is too chaotic and was never truly peaceful."

Ye Xiu also realized the importance of this matter. "Then why would you still allow Big Brother Cheng to go?"

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