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

    Ju bingxian, who had laughed the loudest just now, looked as if someone had stuffed a mouthful of poop into his mouth. He looked constipated.


  Who didn't know about the deviant Corp?


  "We didn't do anything big. We just kill people occasionally." Xu Cheng looked at ju bingxian."For example, the consortiums that specialize in a certain country like yours. Have we not killed enough of them?"


  "What about the royal family?" he looked at Harriman."Or the royal family of a certain country."


  The two of them felt a little creeped out by his gaze.


  Xu Cheng continued,"usually, we blow up the United States, and when we're bored, we take on killing orders to get rid of evil for others. The scumbags we kill are like you, but don't be afraid, I didn't get any orders today, so I won't kill anyone. However, the reason why we deviant Corp work so hard is that when people talk to us, we better be calm."


Belatedly realized