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

    Patriarch Morgan's walking stick directly shattered a glass table.


  Caesar did this on purpose. Since the old bastard had given them such a difficult problem, he would also give him a hard time.


  Looking at the bottles on the table, the soldiers around him immediately felt obliged to do so.


  "Sir, let me try the medicine." A soldier stood out and said.


  They were all fighting to be the first.


  If it had been an ordinary medicine, Morgan would have immediately given them a chance to pledge their loyalty, but ...


  That would be a F * cking huge loss for him.


  However, if this was poison, he would die!


  The person who delivered the medicine really deserved to die!


  But patriarch Morgan couldn't ignore the words on the note.


Disgusting you