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 young master from Korea choked.


  This woman was still brooding over what had just happened. Other people gave him 11 US dollars as a gift, but this suitor didn't dare to bid after the 600 million. He even laughed at other country bumpkins for not seeing money work together to trick him.


  On the other end of the line, Kanuman was puzzled.


  "Mr. Churchill, 1.1 billion dollars is not a small amount. It's not like our boss can't afford it."


  "That's not what I meant, Mr. Knorman. How could I not know that Mr. Haber is a top-class rich man? I mean, can I have something else?" Churchill was nervous as he spoke.


  "I know." Kanman understood. After a moment of silence, he said,"But I need to consult Mr. Haber about this. You also know that what you want requires a qualification review, and it's not something I can make a decision on."


  "I understand! I'm clear. " Said Churchill.


Vomiting blood from depression