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 saw that their eyes suddenly became alert and scared, completely different from just now.


  "Is solo here?" Xu Cheng faintly smiled and asked.


  "Yes ..." The waiter immediately changed his words,""No, no, he's not here. Why are you looking for him?"


  "Is he really not here?" Xu Cheng smiled and asked again.


  The waiter's heart was already in his throat, and his back was drenched in sweat.


  Xu Cheng suddenly took the cigarette butt down and put it out with two fingers. Just this light action already made the two front desk staff so nervous that they almost suffocated.


  After Xu Cheng threw away the cigarette butt, he went upstairs.


  And upstairs, solo, the King of Assassins, had already seen the video surveillance. He was uncertain in his office, not knowing whether to escape or stay.


The deviant Corp's promise is only worth that much