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

"That one, the Honda up ahead!" Alber pointed out for Basil Jaak.


Basil Jaak nodded slightly and increased his speed to follow.


A Maserati, no matter where it is driven, is always under the spotlight. So Basil Jaak didn't hide his intent, driving his car up close to the Honda.


The Honda halted at the entrance of a restaurant, and a man got out of the car.


"The guy with the flat top haircut in the black leather jacket is Solomon!" Alber explained, "His real name is Spark Hu, but he gets called 'Solomon' because he's so persistent and bothersome to others."


Basil Jaak said coldly: "I don't care who he is. Since he took my cake, he has to pay the price."


Solomon got out of the car, holding the cake that Basil Jaak had reserved.


Today was the 24th birthday of Mamie Powell, the Underworld Mistress of Rong City, and Solomon got the news from a friend. He planned to surprise Mamie and fantasized that she would marry him as soon as she was emotionally moved.


Chapter 209: Want to Bet?_1