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

Casey stared angrily at the guy with the black hood in front of him. "You don't seem to be on our intel."

Xu Cheng flicked the butt of his cigarette and blew on it. "So now I'm here to let you guys get to know me better. The drones above your heads will record footage of me for your intelligence, and I'll have to do my best to put on a show for myself and make you guys a stepping stone to my fame."

"You?" Bowen sneered. "We don't know what the hell you've been doing around here, but you will be helpless in front of true power even if you have a gun!"

"Who said I was going to use a gun to fight you guys?" Xu Cheng laughed. "Can't you see that I've already thrown away my sniper rifle?"

He looked around at the sand and said, "I don't have much time, this storm of sand will probably calm down and disappear in a minute, so I'll have to take out the three of you before it does."

Mind-blowing Scene