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

    Xu Cheng looked down at the old man in a condescending tone. After he finished speaking, even though he was wearing a mask, everyone could feel the pressure he brought. Under that kind of aura, the entire place was silent, and even the old man was shocked by this kind of deterrent force.


  After more than ten seconds, the core member of youtai came over and pulled the old man's arm, indicating that he should stop being so forceful. He had lost this conversation!


  They couldn't even get back at the member who had been hung up and killed, so how could they continue the discussion?


  However, the old man had fought against countless opponents in his life, and he would never lose to this arrogant young man in front of him. He believed that he must have lost to the young man's fearless attitude.


The Holy War will come in a month!