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

Basil Jaak dropped Yetta Astir off at the entrance of the municipal committee compound.


Yetta got out of the car, turned back to Basil Jaak, and shouted, "Remember what I said, I'll come to learn fighting techniques from you when I have time."


Having said that, Yetta didn't care how funny Basil Jaak's expression was; she closed the car door and walked into the municipal committee compound with swag.


"This girl is really tough," Basil Jaak shook his head, turned to Baird, and asked, "Where are you going?"


"I'm heading to the Municipal Public Security Bureau," Baird told Basil Jaak.


"Uh..." Basil Jaak looked at Baird curiously, wondering what the guy was doing there.


"The higher-ups assigned me to take a temporary post at the Municipal Public Security Bureau for a year," Baird explained.


"Deputy director!" No sooner had Baird finished his words than Basil Jaak slammed on the brakes, almost sending Baird flying off his seat.


Chapter 62 My Waist is Almost Broken