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

Luciano left in a huff, and Basil Jaak also left the internet cafe, ready to go home and cook.


"Jaak, let's go celebrate!" Krystal Flack proposed excitedly. Seeing that Eric's boasting brother couldn't last five minutes under Basil Jaak's hand made her the happiest one of them all.


Basil Jaak had no interest in messing with these kids. He just waved his hand saying, "No," and then prepared to leave. However, to his surprise, Krystal Flack stubbornly climbed into the driver's seat of the Maserati which left him speechless.


"I won't get out!" Krystal Flack sat unmoved.


"Get out!" Basil Jaak demanded sternly.


"Not unless you agree to celebrate with us," Krystal pouted threateningly.


With a stern face, Basil Jaak grunted, "I'll say it one last time, get out of the car or I'll throw you out."


"If you don't agree, I won't leave. If you dare touch me, I'll scream harassment!" Krystal threatened.


Chapter 160 Celebration Drinks_1