Chapter 922: Damiko II? Too Young Too Simple

Damon ignored the young man at all, and just replied in the communication system: "He is D'Amico's son, Chris D'Amico. I have investigated and he is not involved in D'Amico's "cause". "

Luke: "So, are you going to let him go?"

Damon nodded slightly: "Yes. I'm not D'Amico, and the hatred between him and him cannot harm the family."

Luke snorted and didn't speak any more, just watched the corner of Chris D'Amico's mouth curl up: This child has a "future" way!

From the spiritual communication, he knew that the character of this young man was not very good, and it was no joke that the other party said he wanted to kill a few of them.

come on! I'm optimistic about you, Sao Nian. Luke silently sent a blessing to the young man in his heart, and the three turned away.

However, he deliberately slowed down and got behind Damon and his daughter.

When Dameng and his daughter went downstairs, when he walked to the door of the rooftop, a gunshot suddenly sounded behind him.

Snapped!

The corners of Luke's mouth were raised, and he turned to look at Chris D'Amico, the second black generation: "Courage is commendable."

Chris was stunned, and the revolver in his hand pulled the trigger again.

Clap clap clap clap!

Luke turned slightly sideways, shook his body a few times, and the Colt King Cobra pulled out.

Snapped!

A bullet hole appeared on Chris' forehead, and he fell on his back on Frank D'Amico's body, still with a puzzled look on his face.

He didn't understand why he couldn't hit the smiling face masked man just a few meters away.

Luke retracted his gun, looked at D'Amico II, who had ended before he took office, and pouted: Sao Nian, you swallow such obvious hooks, you are still broken.

He has long been specialized in fishing law enforcement skills. He knew from the beginning that Chris had a gun hidden on his body, so he deliberately fell last.

In order to make it easier for this D'Amico II to do it, Luke not only turned his back to him, but also walked slowly and at a constant speed very intimately, just to try the patience of this young man.

It's a shame that young people are always so impatient now.

The Damon father and daughter reappeared in the stairs,

Looking at him who came down: "What's wrong?"

Luke: "Master D'Amico can't wait, he wants to shoot me."

Damon was silent for a moment, opened his mouth, and turned to leave.

It was his own choice not to kill Chris D'Amico.

But Chris D'Amico dared to shoot at v, and he was not qualified to ask v not to fight back.

He is not great enough to speak for the son of the enemy.

Mindy, who was walking behind Damon, quietly gave Luke a thumbs up, which of course meant "well done".

Luke spread his hands and shrugged, with a "I'm helpless too" gesture.

Five minutes later, Luke walked out of the window on the 29th floor with a large bag on his back, shot the hook rope, and swung to another high-rise building not far away.

After a few times, his figure disappeared into the night.

In New Jersey, Damon, who had taken off his armor but was still wearing tights, sat on a stool in the back room, looking at Mindy who was busy beside him.

Little Loli was still wearing tights at the moment, and was taking down drawings from the wall of the secret room: "Dad, wait for me to find a box to lock them up?"

Damon hummed, silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "No, go to your mother's grave and burn them tomorrow, it's all over."

Mindy: "Ah, it's burning?" This is what Damon has drawn in his spare time over the years, and it's enough for a few comics.

It may also be Damon's only personal hobby.

"Yes, burn it." The thrill of killing the great enemy Damiko has gradually faded, and a feeling of emptiness in Damon's heart is rapidly growing.

Without D'Amico, what can I do in the future? He couldn't help but ask himself in his heart.

More than ten years of hard work has come to an end tonight.

On this night of revenge, Damon discovered that he had no idea about the future.

Mindy looked at her father and couldn't help but care: "Dad, are you alright, why don't you seem very happy?"

Damon was blank for a moment, then sighed.

It's just a revenge, and it's just a relief when it's done.

happy? nonexistent.

Even the thrill of revenge only lasted for a moment after Damiko's head bloomed.

In fact, Luke also noticed that he was in a wrong state when he left the rooftop, so he let the father and daughter leave first, and let him wash the floor.

On the way back, Damon nearly drove his car into the river and had to let Mindy drive home.

At this moment, the door was knocked.

Both father and daughter looked at the surveillance screen and found a familiar figure.

"I'll open the door." Mindy immediately put the drawing in her hand on the table and ran away. She was not used to her father's current state.

She couldn't tell that feeling, but Dad suddenly became decadent, looking like he was lazy and couldn't lift himself up.

Opening the door, Luke walked in with a large bag.

"Where's your father?" he asked.

Mindy pointed to the open secret room and whispered, "I'm in a daze there, it seems that I'm suddenly unhappy."

Hearing this, Luke's original good mood also subsided slightly: "I'll go take a look."

Throwing the bag in his hand on the coffee table in the living room, he walked to the door of the secret room and looked at Damon, who was in a daze with a stack of paintings inside, and knocked on the door of the secret room with his knuckles: "What, tired?"

Damon heard his voice and finally cheered up a little: "You're here, sit down."

"No." Luke waved his hand, watching Damon with his eyes and mind, and soon laughed.

"After dealing with D'Amico, I feel like I have nothing to do and my life has lost its purpose?" he asked.

To v, Damon has nothing to hide: "Before Mindy was born, when I was a little policeman, I swore to catch D'Amico. Now, he is finally dead, and I am no longer a policeman."

Luke nodded: "So, do you want to retire or retire?"

Damon hesitated for a while, but still shook his head: "I don't know, I don't have any thoughts in my mind right now."

Luke pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on the drawing in his hand, and suddenly said: "Then, how about being a cartoonist in the future?"

Damon turned his head in surprise: "Huh?"

Luke gestured to the stack of drawings in his hand: "Although I don't read cartoons very much, the level of these drawings is not low, so you can consider becoming a cartoonist."

Damon originally wanted to say "how is it possible", but when the words came to his mouth, he stopped.

Holding the sketches in his hand and flipping them one by one, he couldn't help thinking about Luke's suggestion in his heart.

He's definitely gifted with drawing, at least in comics.

Only then can he turn his past experiences into cartoons for Mindy to read, and let these cartoons accompany her through her childhood.

Luke turned his head to look at Mindy who was standing not far behind: "Let me talk to your dad alone, okay?"

Mindy snorted and left obediently.