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

The green-haired girl slapped Yellow Hair's mischievous hand away and rolled her eyes. She cooed, "Does my body feel that good to touch? Help me get rid of this guy, and I'll let you touch whatever you want."


"This is your own proposal, you saucy wench!" Yellow Hair chuckled, looked towards Basil Jaak, and yelled arrogantly, "Kid, which gang do you belong to? How dare you cross my girl? Don't you know who I am...?" Before he could finish his sentence, Yellow Hair recognized that this person was actually Basil Jaak and was instantly left speechless in fear.


This Yellow Hair was none other than one of Donahue's followers from that day. Even though 24 hours had passed, he still vividly remembered the terrifying scene of Basil Jaak breaking Donahue's arm with brute force. Yellow Hair, although usually arrogant, knew better than to mess with someone as ferocious as Basil Jaak, promptly losing his nerve.


Chapter 29 Problem with the Contract?_1