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.

at him

walked up and shoved Baby Robbie, haughtily

been learning taekwondo since he was little and had a sturdy build. He did

when the fatso pushed him.

mess a s fast

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

personality was robust. He loved playing around, and his

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

beneath the large kid and started

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

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 went crying to the

out at them. "Who's the tattletale now?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on