Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jenson nodded as usual.

City South Montessori Kindergarten!

Baby Robbie stared at the supremely extravagant kindergarten, light shining from his eyes. "So this is how a rich kid's kindergarten is?"

As Baby Robbie entered the kindergarten, a few classmates brushed past his shoulders. When they saw Baby Robbie, they naturally thought he was the untalkative, easy-to-bully Jenson.

They deliberately mocked him. "Look, that autistic kid is back again."

Baby Robbie was furious. So this was how they regularly insulted Jenson.

Jenson was his brother. He would not let anyone bully Jenson.

charged at

kids was taller than the other students by a head. He walked up and shoved Baby Robbie, haughtily trying to intimidate him. "Tattletale, if you want

since he was little and had a sturdy build. He

when the fatso

he would impatiently try to escape the crowded mess a s fast as possible. However, the more

cycle developed-whenever Jenson came to school, this group of naughty children would pick on him. As time passed, Jenson developed

Baby Robbie was not Jenson. His personality was robust. He loved playing

legs. He pointed below him and ordered Baby Robbie," Tattletale, crawl under. Then I won't bother you

he was going to crawl beneath the

everyone's shock, with one sweeping kick, Baby Robbie sent the fatso stumbling to the ground. The kick made the fatso tumble over, and he started crying at once. Seeing their

Robbie coolly picked up his schoolbag and threatened them forcefully. "I never hit back before not because I was scared of you guys. I just didn't want to fight you. If you guys call me a tattletale again

Robbie's pummeling had given the group of kids bruised noses and swollen faces. All of them

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