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

"Jaak, we won!" Krystal Flack jumped up and down excitedly, holding Basil Jaak's hand.


Basil Jaak rolled his eyes and pulled his hand back, saying calmly: "Well, I know that."


Krystal released Basil Jaak's hand and took Winni's instead, exclaiming joyfully: "Winni, we've won."


"Krystal, I saw it." Winni wiped the sweat off her forehead and responded with a laugh.


"Hey, whoever you are, did you see us win?"


Seeing Krystal acting wildly, Basil Jaak shook his head helplessly, deciding to leave. But Krystal grabbed him, refusing to let him go.


"Jaak, don't rush off. We haven't collected our spoils of war yet." Krystal said teasingly.


"Spoils of war? No wonder you're so excited!", Basil Jaak suddenly understood, slapping his forehead, "So what are these spoils of war you're talking about?"


Krystal gave Basil Jaak a mysterious smile, then walked to Eric. Smiling warmly, she said,"Eric, you didn't forget about our bet just now, did you?"


Chapter 159 Definite Victory Without Suspense_1