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

As soon as Basil Jaak waved his hand, the voice of an old man could be heard in the distance, the butler of the Yellow Teahouse.


However, it was as if Basil Jaak did not hear the butler's words at all and continued to bring his sword down towards Dagg.


Seeing Basil Jaak's actions, Dagg was so frightened that he almost wet himself; this kid, not afraid of any threats, he really dares to kill me!


In desperation, to save his life, Dagg closed his eyes and bellowed, "Basil Jaak, I admit my fault, don't kill me!"


At this moment, Dagg's tone had softened.


Now he knew that Basil Jaak was not just a tough nut to crack but a steel plate that was hard to chew!


"Young man, put your sword down first," the butler came over and spoke in a cordial tone.


"Butler, I won't kill him, but he wants to kill me," Basil Jaak said indifferently.


Chapter 442: Personal Bodyguard