Chapter 922

Damon ignored the young man at all, only replied in the communication system: "he's damico's son, Chris damico. I investigated that he was not involved in damico's "career."

Luke: so, are you going to let him go

Damon nodded, "yes. I'm not damico. The hatred between me and him can't harm my family. "

Luke said, no more, just watching Chris damico's mouth curl up: this kid, there's a "front" way!

From the spiritual communication, he knew that this young man's character was not so good. It was not a joke that the other side said he would kill several of them.

Come on! I look after you, Sao Nian. Luke silently gave the young man a blessing in his heart, and the three turned away.

However, he deliberately slowed down and stopped behind Damon's father and daughter.

When Damon's father and daughter came downstairs, he came to the gate of the roof, and suddenly there was a gunshot behind him.

PA!

Luke turned around and looked at the black second generation of Chris damico. "It's amazing."

Chris was stunned. His left wheel pulled the trigger again.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

Luke leaned slightly, shook his body a few times, and the king cobra pulled out.

PA!

Chris had a bullet hole in his forehead and fell on Frank damico's body with a puzzled look on his face.

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

Luke collected his gun and put it back. He looked at damico II, who had not finished before he was in the upper position. He turned his mouth and said, "in sao'an, if you swallow such obvious hooks, you still have Tucson's pattern broken.".

Fishing law enforcement skills have been proficient in him, at the beginning of Chris knew that hidden guns, so deliberately fell to the last.

In order to facilitate the operation of this damico II, Luke not only faces his back to him, but also moves slowly and attentively at a constant speed. He just wants to try his patience.

It's a pity that young people are always impatient.

Damon's father and daughter reappeared in the stairs, looking down at him: "what's the matter?"

Luke: Master damico can't wait to shoot me

Damon paused for a moment, opened his mouth, and turned away.

He didn't kill Chris damico. It was his choice.

But Chris damico dared to shoot V, and he was not qualified to ask V not to fight back.

He is not great enough to speak for his son.

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

Luke shrugged, a "I'm helpless" gesture.

Five minutes later, Luke went through the window on the 29th floor with a big bag on his back. After shooting out the hook, he swung to another high building not far away.

Several times later, his figure disappeared into the night.

In New Jersey, Damon, who took off his armor but still wore a tights, sat on a stool in the secret room, looking at Mindy, who was busy nearby.

Little Laurie, still in tights, is taking a picture from the wall of the secret room: "Dad, wait for me to find a box to lock them up?"

Damon said, "no, go to your mother's grave tomorrow and burn them. It's over."

Mindy: ah, it's on fire This is what Damon has painted in his spare time over the years. He has enough comics.

This may be Damon's only personal hobby.

"Yes, it is." The pleasure of killing damico, the great enemy, has gradually faded, and a sense of emptiness is rapidly growing in Damon's mind.

What can I do without damico? He couldn't help but live in his heart and ask himself.

More than a decade of hard work has come to an end tonight.

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

Mindy looked at her father and couldn't help caring. "Dad, are you ok? Why don't you feel happy?"

Damon lost a moment and sighed.

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

Happy? Does not exist.

Even the pleasure of revenge lasted only a moment after Miko's head blossomed.

In fact, when he left the rooftop, Luke noticed that he was not in the right state, so he asked his father and daughter to leave first and let him clean the floor.

On the way back, Damon almost drove his car into the river, and finally had to let minty drive home.

At this time, the door was knocked.

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

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

She can't say that, but Dad suddenly decadent, a lazy look.Opening the door, Luke came in with a big bag.

"And your father?" He asked.

Mindy pointed to the open chamber and whispered, "it's as if I'm in a trance there and suddenly I'm not happy."

Hearing this, Luke's original good mood also slightly converged: "I'll go and have a look."

Throwing his bag on the coffee table in the living room, he went to the door of the secret room, looked at Damon, who was dazed with a stack of paintings. He bent his fingers and knocked on the door of the secret room: "why, tired?"

When Damon heard his voice, he finally picked himself up a little: "here you are, sit down."

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

"When you solve damico, you feel like you have nothing to do, and you lose your goal in life?" He asked.

Facing V, Damon had nothing to hide: "before minty was born, when I was a little policeman, I vowed to catch damico. Now that he's finally dead, I'm no longer a policeman. "

Luke nodded, "so, do you want to retire or retire?"

Damon hesitated, or shook his head: "I don't know, now there is no idea in his mind."

Luke pondered for a moment, then his eyes fell on the painting in his hand, and suddenly said, "well, how about becoming a cartoonist later?"

Damon turned his head in amazement: "ha?"

Luke gestured to the stack of drawings in his hand: "although I don't think much about comics, the level of these drawings is not low, so you can consider becoming a cartoonist."

Damon wanted to say "how could it be", but he stopped talking.

Holding the drawings in his hand, he turned them over one by one, and couldn't help thinking about Luke's suggestion.

He is absolutely gifted at drawing, at least in comics.

This can turn his past experience into comics for Mindy to see, and let these comics accompany her through her childhood.

Luke looked back at minty standing not far behind. "Let me talk to your father alone, OK?"

Minty Oh, she's gone.