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

Those guys from other medical institutions that were shouting the loudest, at that moment, were like roosters crowing in the morning but were suddenly grabbed and choked by the throat; their entire faces were flushed as they suddenly lost their sound.

Then, everyone at the audience seats immediately shot up from their chairs, staring at the Dr. Hawking that had just returned from the dead!

He was still trying to calm his breathing, but from how he stood up straight and his chest heaving up and down from breathing, it seemed like he was able to do a lot more body movements that he had already lost.

Not to mention him or the audience, even the staff member that gave him the injection couldn't be more shocked.

The boss behind this auction house was also dumbfounded behind the stage, and the eyes of Hawking's son, who was already on stage and was about to fight the staff, were red with tears of joy right now.

There’s Only One Dose Left In This World