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!
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Close body King of Soldiers

Basil Jaak set down the teacup, and Yellow Hair, sitting next to him, anxiously asked, "Jaak, how's the tea not so bad, right?"


"To be honest, I can't taste the difference." Jaak glanced at Yellow Hair and shook his head honestly.


Yellow Hair was stunned and then forced a bitter smile. "Jaak, you're kidding."


"I honestly didn't taste anything." Jaak shrugged and said seriously, "I really know nothing about tea. As long as you don't give me poor-quality tea to drink, it's fine.".


Yellow Hair laughed, "Actually, I don't know anything about tea either. I just heard others saying that this tea tastes good, so I bought these tea leaves."


"Ha! So, you and I are alike, cluelessly appreciating something we don't understand." Jaak laughed heartily.


While Jaak and Yellow Hair were engaged in jovial conversation, the lackeys interrogating the two men came out from inside.


"Primo, Jaak!" The two men approached Jaak and Yellow Hair and respectfully greeted them.


Chapter 60 Severe Torture_1