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

"Yo, what a pretty chick!" The man couldn't help but light up at the sight of Dawn Sutton, leering with a sleazy grin.


Dawn Sutton's eyebrows were tightly knotted, ready to erupt, but Basil Jaak extended his hand to shield her behind him, saying indifferently, "You sit and have a drink; leave these people to me."


Dawn Sutton nodded and said, "Then be careful."


Basil Jaak chuckled, "Don't worry, I could easily take care of these losers even with just one hand!"


Malik, upon hearing Basil Jaak's words, immediately bellowed, "Kid, you're fucking asking for it!"


"You've already been left with one useless hand; it seems that wasn't enough. It looks like I'll have to cripple your other hand as well." Basil Jaak scoffed coldly, his body suddenly in motion, lunging straight for Malik.


Chapter 65: Showing Off in the Bar