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 said his opponent could use both hands, and sure enough, he put his hands behind his back.


"You can start now!" Basil Jaak reminded the referee when he seemed to be dazed.


"Ah, oh!" The referee finally regained his senses and declared the match to start.


Basil Jaak looked at his opponent with a smile and said softly, "Do you want to attack first, or should I?"


The young man with a buzz cut, hearing Basil Jaak's comment, immediately swung his fist towards him.


"Damn it, you dare to be so arrogant in front of me, I will make you pay!" he shouted.


Basil Jaak showed no intention of stepping back. He stood still as the buzz cut's fist was about to hit his face, causing the crowd to gasp.


"Oh my God, has he lost his mind? He's not even trying to dodge!"


"He must be out of his mind, otherwise why would he let his opponent use both hands."


Chapter 59: I Admit Defeat_1