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

Despite it still only being early morning, the grand courtyard in the suburbs is already filled with deafening noise.


"Based on the intelligence I have received, it seems that the other side has sensed danger and is planning to secretly transport the doctor away after New Year. If we don't take action before New Year, the chances of rescuing the doctor will become even slimmer." Neil spoke lightly.


Norberto Flack frowned, "But, that child still hasn't agreed, I'm afraid..."


Before he could finish, Neil interrupted, "Without that child, are you suggesting that we would be helpless? Mr. Flack, although we, the Dragon Clan, are not large in numbers, we are not lacking talents. I think, we won't need your son-in-law in this matter."


Neil's intentions were clear. He wanted the Dragon Clan under his leadership to carry out this mission.


Chapter 120: Weekend _1