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

"What, have you decided to rob us today?" Basil Jaak asked indifferently.


"Got a problem with that?" The muscular man was getting pumped, deliberately flexing his big chest covered with a few stray hairs in front of Basil Jaak, "If you do, let's fight about it."


Without another word, Basil Jaak punched the muscular man and sent him flying!


"That was your suggestion for me to hit you, not a bad one."


As he spoke, Basil Jaak threw another punch, and before the second man could react, he too was knocked to the ground by Basil Jaak.


Stetson was stunned, "Basil Jaak, can we hit people?"


Basil Jaak replied, "As long as you don't kill or cripple them, it's fine. Let's go, with me here, no one dares to rob you."


The two of them walked straight ahead, and nearby, quite a few people had already started fighting over the red stone, some conflicts even escalating into brawls.


Chapter 452: House of Talent