Goodbye Daughter
Amit Sharma, who was inside the Gate of the Void, couldn't calm down for a long time.
Because he could see his biological sister and mother again soon, and with the power of the Immortal Lord, he could protect this family.
Second, it was difficult for him to accept that this Rajesh Kumar was the man in the murder mask. The Rajesh Kumar just now was like the big brother next door, gentle and gentle.
And that masked man was a devil, like a devil that came out of an ancient evil land, dominating the nightmares of countless strong men.
If he hadn't known that it was because of his daughter, he would have no doubt that Rajesh Kumar had a dual personality.
In a remote alley in New Delhi, India, a figure flashed here.
Before Rajesh Kumar appeared here, he deliberately sealed 99% of his strength to prevent the power released by carelessness from destroying the Blue Planet. He also enveloped the entire Blue Planet with his consciousness.
When strength was needed, it could be untied at any time, no matter how trivial it was.
This outfit was not good; it would scare little Priya. Her hair was too long.
It wasn't in line with the original him at all. No, he wanted to cut his hair and dye it; he wanted to change his style. His consciousness swept away—little Priya hadn't woken up yet.
Rajesh Kumar thought to himself that he had a lot to do, and it would probably take two or three hours.
Being strong meant being awesome. His mother no longer had to worry about him not being able to make money. First, he would sell diamonds to get money, then cut his hair, buy clothes, milk powder, and groceries. He just did what he said.
Rajesh Kumar walked into a jewelry store.
A beautiful waiter with a seventy-eight-year-old appearance greeted them across the street.
She had beautiful eyes, smiled at Rajesh Kumar, and bowed slightly, very politely.
She didn't despise Rajesh Kumar because he was wearing weird clothes and had long hair that was seriously inconsistent with modern times. In her opinion, the other person might be an actor.
"Hello, sir, do you have anything to buy?" came a faint local accent.
"Oh, hello, I would like to ask if your store accepts diamonds."
"Diamonds?"
"Yes, I am short of money recently and want to sell a diamond."
"Well, let me explain it to the manager."
After a while, the beauty led a chubby man over, pointed at Rajesh Kumar, and said: "Manager, this is the gentleman who wants to sell diamonds."
"Hello, sir, my surname is Singh, and I am the manager and store manager of this branch." He extended his hand while introducing himself.
"Hello, Manager Singh, my surname is Kumar." Rajesh Kumar also stretched out his hand to shake hands.
"Mr. Kumar, is it convenient to take out the diamond now to confirm it? We need to confirm the authenticity and value."
"Convenient, convenient." He took out a sparkling diamond from his pocket with his right hand and handed it to the manager. Rajesh Kumar was not surprised at all by such a request, so be careful.
The beauty walked out with the diamond. The manager enthusiastically invited Rajesh Kumar to the office, made a cup of tea, and handed it to Rajesh Kumar. Rajesh Kumar picked it up and tasted it carefully.
Manager Singh looked at Rajesh Kumar who was so calm and thought to himself, "He doesn't seem to be worried at all about the diamond being transferred." He thought Rajesh Kumar was a rich second generation.
Worried about being transferred?
Nonexistent.
His storage ring had a mountain of diamond mines, and he was not worried about this small one. Besides, whoever dared to disturb his head would be the one who hangs himself because he was too short for his life.
However, he had begun to accept that he was an ordinary person and would not do anything casually.
So he still kept an eye on it and used his spiritual consciousness to pay attention to every move throughout the process.
Half an hour later, the beautiful woman came over with a contract and had a few words with the manager.
"Mr. Kumar, the results are out. Your diamond is a rare purple diamond, weighing 18 carats, with a market valuation of 2.3 crore rupees. Can you see if it is really sold to our store?"
"Well, bring me the contract." He said and filled in his personal signature in the blank space of the contract and pressed his fingerprint. After all the procedures were completed.
Rajesh Kumar's bank card received 2.29 crore rupees, and the remaining 10 lakh rupees was a cash transaction. Because he did not have a mobile phone and could not receive messages, he directly explained to the manager that he did not bring a mobile phone.
The manager was also surprised that Rajesh Kumar didn't care whether the money had arrived or not. Rajesh Kumar's image of a second-generation rich man became more prominent in the manager's heart.
Before leaving, the manager gave him a membership card and a business card with Manager Singh's phone number on it.
After leaving the jewelry store, he threw the bag of money into his space.
Rajesh Kumar spent another hour changing his image. He had light silver hair, a celebrity face, and was dressed in brand-name goods. He looked handsome.
Many beauties on the street came up to ask for their mobile phone numbers and WhatsApp messages, and the men were eager to take their place.
Rajesh Kumar went to the baby store again and bought a lot of milk powder.
Although the quality of the milk powder was too poor, he could make do with it for a few days. He also bought fabric and planned to design some clothes for his daughter.
Now that he had the strength, of course he couldn't wrong the little princess. Rajesh Kumar, feeling happy, bought the groceries and rushed to the rental house.
When he walked downstairs, he met two acquaintances, aunts and uncles, but none of them recognized Rajesh Kumar. Rajesh Kumar greeted them warmly and went upstairs.
"Aunt Sharma, hello, Uncle Patel." The two old people were left looking at each other. Does such a handsome young man live above us?
You're new here, but how do you know our names? Really weird.
When he opened the door, everything in the house was still the same. The wallet was still there, the phone was still there, and the computer that was damaged by lightning was also there.
Looking at the girl sleeping soundly on the bed, he felt very uncomfortable. He didn't know how much hardship she endured when she was left here as a child. Little Priya, her father was back.
He walked to the bedside and touched his sleeping daughter. He knew clearly that this was not a dream, nor was it caused by inner demons. He was really back, haha!
Seeing that the house was in a mess, with rubbish everywhere on the ground, this was the environment before he left. He frowned and waved his divine power in his hand. The house was clean and brand new.
If Priya woke up and asked him where he went, how could he explain it? His head hurt. His head hurt.
Rajesh Kumar hammered his head; his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his left hand. The palm of his hand suddenly turned black, forming a black vortex. After a few seconds, a palm-sized creature appeared in his hand.
The creature in front of him was not a cat or a dog, but a famous mythical beast in the divine world, the flaming tiger.
"Roar roar, master, you are finally willing to let me out." Little Sheru roared excitedly.
Rajesh Kumar slapped its tiger head with his right hand, "What's the ghost's name? It disturbed my daughter to sleep, you idiot."
"Roar roar!" Little Sheru covered his head and suddenly did not dare to make a sound.
"Little Sheru, your mission is here. From now on, you will become like a Pug dog. You will be as big as you are now. Your mission is to play with my daughter. I will temporarily seal your language ability. You can only communicate with my consciousness. Do you understand?"
As he spoke, he put his finger on its head and imprinted the appearance of the Pug dog into its mind.
The little tiger suddenly transformed into a Pug dog, and even stretched out his tongue to lick Rajesh Kumar's palm.
At this time, a milky voice called "Papa!" interrupted the communication between him and Little Sheru. This little princess was only a little over two years old. When she saw a familiar figure, she ran over and hugged Rajesh Kumar's thigh.
This time "Papa!"
How familiar.
Rajesh Kumar was choked up in his heart, even though others couldn't recognize this handsome guy as Rajesh Kumar.
But little Priya recognized it immediately.
It was indeed his biological child. Rajesh Kumar put down the little tiger, bent down and picked up little Priya, and kissed her pink face.
"Priya, did you miss papa today? Well, give me another kiss."
"Well, think about it. I didn't see Papa when I woke up just now. Did Papa go out to play? Doesn't he want to take Priya out to play?" As she spoke, she rubbed her eyes with both hands, which were still red.
"Papa just went to buy you a pet. Look, this is the puppy that papa bought for you. Isn't it cute? Papa didn't go to play, otherwise why wouldn't he take our cute little princess with him?" Rajesh Kumar pampered her head.
Only then did Priya notice this "Pug dog". Looking at the cute mini Pug pup on the ground, she liked it so much that she immediately broke away from her father's arms and came down, picking up the little Pug pup.
"Papa, I like this puppy so much. Does it have a name?"
"Yes, the old uncle who sold it to me called it Little Sheru. I think it's pretty good."
"Little Sheru, you have to be good from now on, or I won't feed you, hum." The little princess threatened.
"Okay, Priya, we won't have takeout today. We will make our own food today, and papa will cook for you."
In the little guy's opinion, papa could cook? She usually ate takeout with Papa.
During this period, the amount of milk powder she loved to drink had decreased, and she blamed the bad papa for spending all the money given by her mother. The baby felt bitter, but the baby didn't say anything.
What kind of expression was this?
Don't dislike it.
Rajesh Kumar looked at his daughter with a look of disgust on her face, "Your papa's cooking skills are god-level."
Come on!
Despised by his own daughter.
"Well, Priya, please don't eat too much later."
After leaving these words, Rajesh Kumar walked into the kitchen and started to get busy.
The little guy ran to watch cartoons by herself. Only then did the poor little guy realize that her computer was damaged by lightning. She pouted, rolled her eyes, and looked at the Pug dog lying on the ground.
Little Sheru was stared at by her and suddenly felt that it was not a good thing.
As expected.
The poor little tiger had the IQ of an adult but played a boring game of rolling ball with a child.
Of course, Little Sheru also protested during the period, but Rajesh Kumar ruthlessly rejected him. Just kidding, the most important thing was that his daughter was happy.