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

"Is this not gonna work?" Yetta Astir, with a teasing glint in her eye, asked as she wiped away the wine stains from her lips.


"Impossible? The word doesn't exist in my dictionary." Basil Jaak replied with a cheerful grin on his face. Despite having finished six bottles of beer, there was no sign of him being intoxicated.


 Teasing him, Yetta said, "You love to bluff! If nothing's impossible for you, then why are you looking all around?"


Basil replied, "I'm looking for a restroom for you."


"Suppose I need to pee, I can do it anywhere outside. Would you dare to do the same?" Basil provoked.


"You... Huh, if you're so courageous, why don't you hold it in and finish all the beer here?" Yetta glared at him while she protested angrily.


 Basil picked up his glass and dismissively said, "I can handle it. But I fear Police Officer Astir might not be able to keep up!"


Chapter 291: The Embarrassed Beauty Cop_1