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, where are you? Why did Everett get so drunk?" Lydia White's voice carried a noticeable shock, Basil Jaak would gamble, if he was standing beside Lydia right now, he'd surely feel like he was being blown by a typhoon.


"I'm in the bathroom, take care of Everett for now, I'll call you later." Basil Jaak said this without hesitation and then hung up the phone; he didn't want to give Lydia a chance to demolish his ears.


Standing next to Lydia was a tall beauty, a pair of huge sunglasses on her face, her waist thin enough to fit through a flaming hoop, and she was gloating as she chuckled to Lydia: "Lydia, it seems the man you're after is not that reliable, huh? Leaving your drunk little brother here and running off."


"Get out of here! He's not my...forget it, I don't want to waste my time arguing with you, can you help me get Everett into your car?" Lydia rolled her eyes, speaking irritably.


Chapter 43 How did you end up here_1