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

    The unshaven master looked at Xu Cheng and smiled.""The average gambler can't do this, because it requires a certain level of strength to have that hand speed."


  Xu Cheng: "then you definitely have that kind of hand speed."


  Xu Cheng smiled and didn't say anything.


  "Try it?" Xu Cheng raised his eyebrows.


  He picked up the die with one hand and shook it, then put the box on the table.


  "Place your bets." The bearded man said indifferently. It was as if no matter how the guests placed their bets, the answer would always be within his control.


  Xu Cheng looked at the dice in the box, and there were two 3s stacked on top of each other.


  "Big." He took out a million and threw it in.


  After the bearded man opened the box, he didn't touch the two 3s inside, which added up to a 6, which was small.


  "I'll take it. " The bearded man took the one million chips.


Egging