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

However, Fatty was quickly disappointed.


A cold sneer spread across Basil Jaak's mouth. To Fatty, it was like a venomous snake spitting a bright red core at him. Terrified, he let out a loud cry, dropping the gun in his hand and pleadingly looking at Basil.


"Please, don't kill me! I have elderly and young to take care of," Fatty begged incessantly.


Basil sneered, "Didn't you say you were only interested in men? How do you have young ones?"


"Um... I've adopted them!" Fatty answered off the cuff, "I beg you, please, please, don't kill me."


Basil smirked, "Do you remember what I told you in the car?"


Puzzled, Fatty shook his head, not knowing what Basil was referring to.


Basil said lightly, "I said I would shoot you where the sun doesn't shine!"


Fatty was taken aback and suddenly threw a punch at Basil, hoping to make a last stand before his death.


Chapter 207 I Grew Thorns on My Back_1