The God of War is in the City

A Very Stupid Cute Child

Time passed quickly, it was late in the afternoon, but Rwanda was still in action. Handoko is very patient and can roughly guess the plan.

Almost nearing the time of returning home from school, the parents who picked up their children gathered around the gate of Kindergarten. Among them, the majority were grandparents, while young people like Handoko were few.

“Mr Handoko, are you here to pick up Sasha?” Lingga came to pick up Saputra.

“Yes, have you also come to pick up your son?” Handoko asked with a smile.

“This child of mine only allows me to pick him up, it is troublesome.” Lingga's mouth said bothered, but his facial expression looked pampering.

“Saputra is great, he is a good boy.” Handoko.

Every new breakthrough that was obtained with Susan came from the divine help of Saputra, of course he was a good boy.

"Mr Handoko praised him too much. As you ordered, I added chicken steak every day to him. Saputra eat voraciously." The phallus did not dare to tell the truth.

No matter how delicious the food is, it will feel boring if eaten every day. The poor Saputra gulped down tears, forced to eat every day by him. Handoko was a little surprised, not knowing what to say.

"Adding chicken steak" is a designation for an award after training in the military. There is plenty to eat, not just chicken steak.

He was preparing to explain, but the time to go home from school in Kindergarten had arrived. The Rwandan plan is underway!

"All the children lined up neatly and listened to my cues..." The beautiful female teacher shouted softly, "Rest on the spot!"

The children immediately replied, "One, two!"

"Ready motion!"

"three, four!"

"Pair the lines..." The female teacher had just shouted in half, there was suddenly an unbearable pain in her stomach.

“Bu Goddess, what's wrong with you?” Irwanda immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

“My stomach hurts.” The face of Madam Dewi was pale, her eyes were glazed with pain.

In front of the handsome man she liked, she was embarrassed to say that she wanted to go to the toilet. There were still children lined up, he had to drive the children safely to their parents.

“Just go, don't hold it, I'll help you look after them.” said Irwanda with concern.

“No, no need.” Madam Goddess instinctively refused.

TK Stary has very strict management, he is a person who is responsible for first class and cannot shirk his responsibilities.

“This can not be withheld, do not worry, there will be a computer system that gives instructions, I guarantee will deliver children safely to their parents.” Irwanda face looks sincere.

“Alright then, I trouble you this time.” The Goddess Mother really could not hold it anymore.

Irwanda's mouth was slightly raised, she sneered in her heart: You stupid woman!

Sasha suddenly felt alert, but she did not forget her father's message to pretend like she knew nothing.

After all, he was only a child, and his emotional appearance was extremely stiff. Unfortunately, Irwanda could not think of what kind of monster he would encounter. He had no vigilance towards a four-year-old!

One by one the children were taken out.

Handoko smiled and looked at her daughter who was safe inside the gate, she ignored the Irwanda that was next to her.

Yovita and the team members in the distance were tense, staring at every move of Irwanda seriously. Now was not a suitable time to catch him, otherwise, it would most likely injure those children!

But what if the assassin threatened the Head Instructor by using Sasha?! Only Ganendra who with a disdainful face, looked at the hypocritical and selfless idiot.

As expected, Sasha was left waiting until the end. Yovita and the others were feeling tense, they were always prepared to face the unexpected danger!

Irwanda's plan was to bring Sasha closer to Handoko. If it can get close to him, Handoko will definitely die! How could a soldier who entered the military for four years be able to fight him!

What can be done by carrying so many bodyguards, they will only make you die in an uncomfortable state.

“Hai son, brother take you out huh?” Irwanda smiled very kindly, like the sister of the next-door neighbor.

Deliberately make a good impression on others who see it.

“No problem, what do you want to say?” Rwanda crouched down, tilting its head to look like it was listening, yet what it received was a dysphoria fist!

"Bombs!"

Sasha's small fist contained an extremely incredible force, punching the Irwandan temple. Irwanda has a strong punching endurance, but unfortunately what Sasha uses is no ordinary power! Irwanda is like a torn burlap sack and torn down with a single punch!

"Dad, please, there's a bad guy!"

Before Irwanda fell unconscious, she heard Sasha's screams. Seeing the short figure rushing out of the gate, there was only one thought in his mind, what kind of monster was this!

Everyone is dumbfounded...

Neither Yovita nor the team members had ever expected that this was the result! The gold-level killer lost at the hands of a four-year-old cute boy!

In the heart of Handoko was happy, although Sasha's performance was still less than ideal, but it was very great to be able to do this.

Sasha hugged her father's legs and hid behind him, showing his little head and looking at the unconscious Irwanda vigilantly.

As long as there is a father, you need not fear anyone!

Ganendra was not too surprised, he already knew that Sasha was very special from the start. Seeing the murderer being knocked unconscious, he also felt a pain in his head, this blow was too cruel!

The movements that occurred at the gate attracted the attention of the Kindergarten security guards to come see. Two team members rushed inside the gate and handcuffed Irwanda's hands.

Security guards who did not know the cause initially wanted to stop them, but when they saw Santoso showing authority credentials, they stopped immediately.

“Sasha hit the villain, great once!” shouts Saputra.

The children became excited, the parents who picked up the children also secretly felt shocked.

In fact, most people's attention is on their children, and the ones who actually see Sasha hitting the villains are those who deliberately pay attention.

Saputra saw clearly how Sasha knocked down Rwanda with just one punch.

Santoso goes to the monitoring room, pulls out the hard drive and takes it away to make sure that the footage of Sasha hitting the criminal is unknown to others.

Yovita and the others looked at Handoko with warm gazes! Finally they saw the ability of the Head Instructor in training someone in a short time, a cute child who was only four years old he could train, was incredible!

“Sasha, please help me beg your father, may?” Saputra walked with a sad face.

Precisely because of the problem in his heart, then he saw the incident that happened just now.

"What's wrong?" sasha asked with a face full of questions .

Handoko was a little embarrassed because she already knew what was happening.

"Please beg your father, don't let me eat chicken steak again, huhuhu..." Saputra cried out in a loud voice.

It felt like for the rest of his life he would not forget the fear of being dominated by chicken steak. Lingga was also embarrassed, before Handoko spoke, she did not dare to pull her son back.

“Boy is crying? Is chicken steak bad? You are too picky on food.” Sasha said in a speech style like an older sister advising her sister.

Ever since practicing boxing with Handoko, his appetite had become very good, he had underestimated the crybaby Saputra.

“Saputra, was Sasha great?” Handoko asked softly.

Saputra wiped her tears and nodded repeatedly.

“Do you want to be as great as him?” Handoko continued to ask.

Linga looked very happy and knew the intention of Mr. Handoko!

"Yes!" shouts Saputra.

Handoko touched his head and said to Lingga: "From tomorrow, let Saputra follow me for boxing training."

This was not only to make up for Saputra's wounded heart, but Sasha also needed a friend to accompany her to practice. Because of Sasha's style of speech earlier, he gets a way to motivate his daughter.

This exercise requires a lot of effort, and it will get harder as time goes on! If Sasha had a "sister man" to train with, where could she possibly dare to be embarrassed to scream tired?