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

A gunshot broke the silence on the desert, as if reviving the cells of the other Deviant Corp Members, causing them to focus 200%.

The city behind the big dirt wall also boiled at the sound of the gunshot.

Suddenly, the second boss of the Falcon Clan that was on the table playing cards suddenly stopped his movement, his hand in the air froze as he was about to put down a card. The members at the table saw a big bloody hole on his forehead, and they immediately panicked and shouted.

They immediately got under the table as others scrambled for cover.

Xu Cheng wasn't in a rush to hit those people, instead, he swiftly locked onto the other four core members of the Falcon Clan. Then, a gunshot was heard once every two seconds.

Another shot was fired. The fifth boss's head was directly penetrated by Xu Cheng's bullet.

Night Bright as Day