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

Odin hadn't even had time to recover his composure.


Before him, a figure had already appeared. Basil Jaak held the handgun that originally belonged to Odin, with the muzzle already pointed at him.


Just now, Basil Jaak's speed was beyond the comprehension of ordinary folks like Odin. Having brought his Divine Travel Skill to Grand Completion, Basil Jaak was virtually able to vanish and appear at will before these men.


"Do tell me, will you be leaving horizontally or will I?" Basil Jaak asked with a faint smile.


Cold sweat streamed down Odin's forehead. Facing death, he trembled all over in fear.


Looking at Basil Jaak, he stammered fearfully, "Brother, no, Lord... If I, Odin, have somehow offended you, why must you specifically target the Stick Gang? If I did something wrong, please point it out, I'll admit my mistakes and beg for your mercy, please spare my life..."


Odin spoke and with a "thud," he knelt before Basil Jaak.


Chapter 617 All or Nothing