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

These two middle-aged individuals seemed quite influential, as a slew of people started funneling in, crowding outside the hospital room.


With this support, the middle-aged woman seemed even more arrogant, practically snubbing Basil Jaak, and said, "Where are your people? Why haven't they arrived yet?"


Basil Jaak answered calmly, "Maybe they're stuck in traffic and still on their way, how about you wait a bit longer before getting feisty?"


"Ha, you're just bluffing! Fine, I'll wait and see how many people you can gather." The middle-aged woman, full of confidence, took a seat, brazenly took out her compact, and started touching up her makeup in front of everyone.


Dawn Sutton, having never encountered such a spectacle, asked Basil Jaak worriedly, "Who are these people, Basil?"


"They claim to be some gangsters, but I'm not sure who they really are," Basil Jaak shrugged and said to Dawn Sutton.


Chapter 145 The Knife is Blind, Hacking People has Risks_1