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

In the second round, the opponents sent out their strongest contender, desperate for victory.


Just standing at nearly one meter and ninety centimeters tall and having a flush across his face, he looked like a larger version of brother, causing people to feel a headache just from looking at him.


Basil Jaak asked, "Who's challenging brother?"


"I am!" Hancock emerged from the crowd.


It seemed they had already devised their strategy.


Basil Jaak, patting Hancock's shoulder, instructed, "Fight well, their weakness lies in their leg."


Hancock nodded and said, "I understand, Jaak!"


"Now go, take him down." Basil Jaak patted Hancock's shoulder and Hancock jogged up to the stage.


The big guy expressed great confidence in his face-off with Hancock, launching a fierce attack on him, cornering Hancock with his punches and elbow blows.


Hancock desperately resisted the onslaught of the big guy but was simply unable to fight back. He could only hang on silently.


Chapter 60: Advancing to the Top Four_1