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

    Bei Shan followed Lin chuxue into the kitchen in the courtyard, where Auntie LAN was carrying out a hot soup that could nourish one's body and blood. For the weather here, a thick and hot soup was the most delicious food.


  He and Auntie LAN nodded politely before sitting up.


  "I'm an unlucky person," Lin chuxue said to bei Shan."Tell your people not to protect me anymore."


  "It's not my idea, it's old master ye's idea,"bei Shan said.


  Lin chuxue frowned. She didn't understand why old man ye would use bei Shan and the others to protect her. With her friendship, it shouldn't have happened.


  "It's junior brother's idea. " Bei Shan explained,"recently, all the military regions have some ancient martial arts masters as coaches to train the Special Forces!" All of them are battle-hardened and not weak, some of them are not weaker than us. I guess it's because Little Junior Brother and the old man reached a consensus, so we have the obligation to protect your safety. "


Exchanging blows