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

    Bei Shan asked tentatively,""Sister-in-law, did you really cook these dishes? And it was made by a female servant?"


  "Of course, I cooked it myself to show my sincerity. But I didn't know what to cook at the moment, so I only made what I know. I made these four dishes and the soup, and these three dishes were made by my friend."


  Bei Shan let out a sigh of relief in his heart. When he heard Lin chuxue say she made it, he felt like the sky was going to fall down. But there were still three dishes made by her good friend, so there was still a chance of survival.


  He didn't rush to eat, but let the J of diamonds do it first.


  He picked up a piece of braised beef and stuffed it into the J of diamonds 'bowl. He smiled and said,""You really have to taste sister-in-law's cooking. Otherwise, you won't know what the 'five flavors' are.


  This was his evaluation of Lin chuxue's previous dishes.


A habitual action