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

  Haber: "based on the number of votes here, those who support me staying and becoming the next King, please raise your hand."


  As soon as he finished speaking, more than half of the votes came in at once.


  Haber then looked at Harriman and calmly said,""You may leave."


  Harriman and the others all glared at him.


  "Haber, if we pull out, it will definitely be a loss for the consortium. We will take away at least 30% of the financial resources of the consortium. Right now, Dubai is short of funds, and I still have some of the Chambers of Commerce I poached to invest in. I'll see how you talk to them. If they withdraw their funds and leave, then I'll see."


  "You!" "Let's just wait and see!"Harriman was furious.


  He flicked his sleeves and left the venue.


  Those who opposed haber also walked out of the door one by one, and more than half of the remaining members, about 60% of them, were looking at haber.


Initiating a meeting request