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

As soon as Basil Jaak finished talking, Yellow Hair noticeably relaxed, but the atmosphere in the room instantly grew more serious.


A dark, cold expression flitted across Alger's gentlemanly face. Clutching his smoking cigar, he looked at Basil Jaak and snarled with rage and laughter, "Do you know what the consequences of being my enemy are?"


"What's that?" Basil Jaak replied casually, sipping his red wine as he leaned back on the couch.


"There's only one result: Death!", Alger said coldly, "With just one call, I can assemble hundreds, even thousands, of men. At that time, not even your entire Azure Dragon District will be left undisturbed."


"I believe that!" Basil Jaak calmly nodded, then his face hardened. He glanced at Draco and Adonis standing behind Alger and said coolly, "Even an emperor's rage could not stop the bodies from floating for miles; even a commoner's rage could force blood to spurt three feet. Do you believe that I can take out you before your minions arrive?"


Chapter 75 Winning over Chen Alger again_1