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

Basil Jaak picked up the bottle and started chugging, like he was drinking clear water, astonishing his buddies around him.


"Are you bloody serious?!" Kobe exclaimed in disbelief.


Hoffman was crying with frustration: "Is he drinking alcohol or water?"


"Did someone break down the molecular structure of the wine into water?" Kyler jokingly asked, but those close to Jaak already smelled a sharp alcohol aroma.


Basil Jaak heavily put the bottle on the table, under everyone's incredulous gaze, he laughed loudly: "This wine tastes good, but you shouldn't have too much of it."


Everyone almost lost their balance, falling to the ground, murmuring to themselves: this is his definition of not drinking too much?!


Unfazed by the reactions, Jaak grinned: "Now that we've finished the wine, let's wait for the noodles. I promise you won't be disappointed by the taste."


Chapter 298: Saving People_1