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

    "Die!" Xu Cheng roared and waved his hand."Kill!"


  Mali shouted to Dulson, who was being rescued,""Dulson, get the potions with little Dong. I'm going to continue fighting tonight!"


  After Dulson received it, he took two bottles of self-redemption and recovery medicine from Lin Dong's box, one for Chekhov and one for Mali.


  Mali directly inserted the medicine into the blood vessel in his thick arm and quickly injected it. Then he closed his eyes and let the medicine antibodies circulate in his body to heat up his cooled blood before starting the treatment.


  After Chekhov woke up in a daze, he was instantly resurrected with full blood after being injected with the potion.


  "Tonight, we'll tell the world about our anger!" Xu Cheng said to his brothers as he led the charge.


Gnawing slowly like a mouse