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

A punch, a kick, a palm strike, a push...


Basil Jaak stood his ground and effortlessly knocked down the opponents who pounced at him.


Burke's cold eyes gradually widened, wide like two pigeon eggs, as he stared at Basil Jaak unbelievingly, not willing to accept that the twelve elites under his command could be taken out so easily.


"Burke's people just got wiped out by him so easily. If my boyfriend was this powerful, that would be great."


"That's just too sick! Ouch, why are you stepping on me?"


"Hmph, what 'sick'? That's called being cool! From tonight on, he's my idol. If you dare to bad-mouth him again, you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight! Hmph!"


Basil Jaak dusted off his hands, pointed his finger toward Burke, and provocatively challenged, "I've taken care of your underlings, now it's your turn. Don't disappoint me, okay?"


Chapter 66 The Heavenly Sun Gang is Up to No Good