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

"What! Elder Wendleton, you want Basil Jaak to answer the call? Oh, okay." Fiona Turner glared at Basil Jaak fiercely, reluctantly handing the phone to him, "Hmm, Elder Wendleton wants you to answer the call. I have no idea what he's thinking."


Basil Jaak ignored Fiona Turner's rolling eyes and took the fiery red phone from her hand.


"Basil Jaak, how long has it been since we last spoke on the phone?" Elder Wendleton asked Basil Jaak.


Basil Jaak casually replied, "I don't remember, anyway, I have not received any calls from you since I went to Africa."


Elder Wendleton recalled and sighed, "Ah yes, three years have flashed by. In the past, when you took Bullet and the others to Africa, it was me who personally signed the approval."


Basil Jaak sneered, "As long as you have not forgotten, that's good."


Chapter 395 Elder Wendleton_1