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

Xu Cheng had a serious expression on his face as he stared at these people and asked, "I think you should know what will happen to us if this scene is exposed, right? Someone once told me that our existence strikes fear into the hearts of the rest of humanity and because we are different. We are indeed different, both genetically and in terms of our abilities; we are beyond normal humans."

Xu Cheng looked at the other members present. "I'm guessing that you guys have read comics when you were kids, like superheroes ones right? That's right, from now on, maybe you'll all have abilities different from ordinary people, more or less."

Mario whistled for a moment. "That sounds exciting."

There was no one on site who wasn't excited. If they could acquire abilities that made them different from ordinary people, who didn't want themselves to be unique?

The Two Rules of the Deviant Mercenaries