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

Baird walked fifty meters away, took a gun handed to him by someone next to him, and fired five bullets at the target on the opposite side.


Only to hear a series of piercing blasts ringing in his ears, the bullets hit the bullseye with unerring accuracy.


"Two tens, three nines, a total of forty-seven points!" Baird's fair-weather friends immediately reported to him eagerly.


"Baird's shooting is top-notch, truly like splitting a willow leaf at a hundred paces!"


"Baird's marksmanship is divine, can that kid even compare?"


Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Baird proudly glanced over at Basil Jaak.


"If you're too scared, just admit defeat to our Baird now, to avoid missing all your shots and humiliating yourself!"


Amidst a burst of laughter, Basil Jaak slowly took the pistol handed to him, deliberately squinting his left eye to aim at the center of the target, then let out a light laugh.


Chapter 48 I Concede