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!
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Close body King of Soldiers

"Do I need weapons to deal with you guys?"


Yetta Astir sneered as she spoke, instantly infuriating the five armed men.


Especially the middle-aged man leading them. He furrowed his thick black brows suddenly, glared at Basil Jaak, and shouted angrily: "What did you say? Say it again!?"


As he spoke, he shook the gun in his hand, as if flaunting, snorted coldly, and said, "In our territory, even dragons have to coil!"


Yetta Astir was furious, ready to explode, when Basil Jaak hurriedly pulled her back.


It wasn't about backing down, after all, they were here to negotiate this time, so it's better not to resort to violence.


Moreover, with their current cultivation, it's really unnecessary to lower themselves to the level of these people.


To Basil Jaak and Yetta Astir, these people were like ants, crushing them would simply be a matter of moving their fingers.


"We're sincerely here to see your boss. Please lead us," Basil Jaak stepped up to mediate.


Chapter 985: Basil Jaak's Reverse Scale