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

The car sped along the deserted streets. Outside the car window, every now and then, a few policemen in uniform could be spotted strolling past. It seemed that Xenia Wendleton's situation had alerted the top brass.


Just then, the ringtone of a cell phone abruptly interrupted the silence.


Basil Jaak took out the phone and saw that it was Yetta Astir who was calling. He wondered what the young lady would want at a time like this. Carrying a sense of curiosity, he picked up the call.


"Basil Jaak?" Yetta Astir asked, followed by rapid and short breaths, suggesting that she was engaged in some intense activity.


Despite the circumstances, Basil Jaak was not inclined to read into it and simply responded: "Yes?"


"Then get in a car and meet me in the suburbs, I'll be waiting for you at the Cloud Summit Mansion." Yetta Astir said promptly.


Basil Jaak asked in confusion, "What are you planning?"


Yetta Astir replied: "It's about the antidote for your little lover."


Chapter 385 Death of Alger_1