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 first thing Basil Jaak and Caroline did when they got on deck was to rescue the international INTERPOL officers taken hostage by Poseidon.


"I know where they are." Caroline pointed at a hatch door behind the deck and said quietly to Basil Jaak, "Many of them are locked behind that hatch."


Basil Jaak nodded gently, then pointed in the direction of the hatch, signaling to go there together.


As Basil Jaak had expected, Poseidon had summoned many to the deck below to block them, leaving only three regular patrols on the deck now.


Like leopards, Basil Jaak and Caroline were agile, and as cunning as raccoon cats, taking the patrolmen by surprise. They appeared behind two of them suddenly, and with a flash of the blade, the two fell groggily, unable to utter a sound, their mouths sealed in the process.


Then, before the third patrolman could react, Basil Jaak rolled over directly, using the cover of darkness to move next to him.


Chapter 33 Who do you think I am_1