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.

Robbie charged at

laughter. One of the tougherlooking kids was taller than the other students by a head. He walked up and shoved Baby Robbie, haughtily trying to intimidate

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

the fatso pushed him.

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

children would pick on him. As time

He loved playing around, and his worst

him and ordered Baby Robbie," Tattletale, crawl under. Then I won't bother you for today." Baby Robbie

to crawl beneath the

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 ringleader being harassed, his underlings surrounded Baby Robbie.

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 in the future, I'll give you what you want. I won't tell the teacher. I'll use my fists to deal

kids bruised noses and swollen faces.

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