Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
...

Close body King of Soldiers

As everyone looked at Basil Jaak as if they were seeing some sort of monster, the bald man swiftly launched another attack, punching towards Jaak's abdomen. Compared to his first punch, the bald guy was confident that the speed and strength of this punch had surpassed that of a car speeding on a highway, capable of knocking down a horse.


However, when his fist hit Basil Jaak's belly, he didn't get the satisfaction of winning his opponent with a single punch. Instead, it felt like his punch had hit water. He could feel a massive rebound force coming back at him like a landslide.


"Crack!" he heard a clear sound in his ear, causing him to close his eyes in despair. He knew that the sound was nothing other than the snap of his own arm breaking.


Intense pain and shock tore through his confidence and cold sweat started to pour from his forehead. Even the tough bald guy couldn't help but grunt in agony.


"Now you see why I called you an idiot!" Basil Jaak disdainfully remarked.


Chapter 24 I Didn't Lift a Finger_1