Damon ignored the young man and 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 "business."
Luke: "So, you're going to let him go?"
Damon nodded slightly: "Yes. I am not D'Amico. The hatred between me and him cannot harm my family."
Luke said "oh" and said nothing more. He just looked at Chris Damico with a smile on his face: This kid has a future!
From the telepathic communication, he knew that this young master had a bad character, and he was not joking when he said he wanted to kill them.
Come on! I'm rooting for you, young man. Luke silently gave the young man a blessing in his heart, and the three of them turned and left.
However, he deliberately slowed down his pace and stood behind Damon and his daughter.
When Damon and his daughter came downstairs and he walked to the door of the rooftop, he suddenly heard a gunshot behind him.
Bang!
Luke raised the corner of his mouth and turned to look at Chris Damico, the second generation of black people: "You are brave."
Chris was stunned for a moment, then pulled the trigger of the revolver in his hand again.
Bang bang bang bang!
Luke leaned slightly to the side, shook his body a few times, and pulled out the Colt King Cobra.
Bang!
There was a bullet hole 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 masked man even though he was only a few meters away.
Luke put his gun back into the holster and looked at Damico II who died before he even took the throne, and curled his lips: Young man, you took such an obvious hook, you are still a naive person.
He had already mastered the skills of fishing enforcement, and he knew from the beginning that Chris had a gun hidden on him, so he deliberately fell behind.
In order to make it easier for Damico II to take action, Luke not only turned his back to him, but also walked slowly and evenly, just to test the patience of this young man.
It seems like a shame that young people are so impatient.
Damon and his daughter appeared in the stairs again and looked at him as he walked down: "What's wrong?"
Luke: "Master D'Amico can't wait any longer and wants to shoot me."
Damon was silent for a moment, opened his mouth, and turned and left.
It was his own choice not to kill Chris D'Amico.
But since Chris D'Amico dared to shoot V, he had no right to ask V not to fight back.
He is not great enough to speak for the son of his enemy.
Mindy, who was walking behind Damon, secretly gave Luke a thumbs up, which of course meant "well done".
Luke spread his hands and shrugged, with an attitude of "I'm helpless too".
Five minutes later, Luke came out of the window on the 29th floor carrying a large bag. After shooting out the grappling hook, he swung to another tall 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 a tights, sat blankly on a stool in the secret room, looking at Mindy who was busy beside him.
The little girl was still wearing a tights at the moment, and was taking down drawings from the wall of the secret room: "Dad, I'll find a box to lock them up later?"
Damon hummed, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "No, go to your mother's grave tomorrow and burn them. Everything is over."
Mindy: “Ah, burned?” These are the drawings Damon made in his spare time over the years, enough to publish several comic books.
This may also be Damon's only personal hobby.
"Yes, burn it." The pleasure of killing his archenemy Damico has gradually faded, and a feeling of emptiness is rapidly growing in Damon's heart.
Without Damico, what can I do in the future? He couldn't help asking himself.
More than ten years of hard work and struggle have come to an end tonight.
On this night of revenge, Damon realized that he had no idea about the future.
Mindy looked at her father and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Dad, are you okay? Why do you seem unhappy?"
Damon was stunned for a moment and sighed.
This is just revenge, and there will only be relief after it is done.
Happy? Not really.
Even the pleasure of revenge only lasted for a moment after Damiko's head exploded.
In fact, when leaving the rooftop, Luke also noticed that he was not in a good state, so he asked the father and daughter to leave first and he would clean up the mess.
On the way back, Damon almost drove the car into the river, and finally had to let Mindy drive home.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Both father and daughter looked at the surveillance screen and found a familiar figure.
"I'll go 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 describe the feeling, but her father suddenly became depressed and looked lazy and listless.
When the door opened, Luke walked in carrying a big bag.
"Where's your father?" he asked.
Mindy pointed to the open secret room and whispered, "He's just staring blankly there. He seems to be suddenly unhappy."
Hearing this, Luke's good mood slightly subsided: "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 holding a stack of drawings. He bent his knuckles and knocked on the door of the secret room: "What, are you tired?"
Damon finally perked up a little when he heard his voice: "You're here, sit down."
"No need." Luke waved his hand, observing Damon with his eyes and mind, and soon he smiled.
"After dealing with Damico, do you feel like you have nothing to do and your life has lost its purpose?" he asked.
Damon had nothing to hide from V: "Before Mindy was born, when I was still a little policeman, I vowed to catch D'Amico. Now, he is finally dead, but I am no longer a policeman."
Luke nodded: "So, do you want to retire or live in old age?"
Damon hesitated, but still shook his head: "I don't know. I don't have any ideas in my mind right now."
Luke pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on the drawing in his hand, and suddenly said: "Well, how about becoming a cartoonist in the future?"
Damon turned his head in surprise: "Huh?"
Luke gestured to the stack of drawings in his hand and said, "Although I don't read comics very often, the quality of these drawings is quite high, so you can consider becoming a cartoonist."
Damon wanted to say "How is that possible?", but he stopped when the words came to his lips.
Holding the drawings in his hand and flipping through them one by one, he couldn't help but think about Luke's suggestion.
He definitely has a talent for drawing, at least when it comes to comics.
This allowed him to turn his past experiences into comics for Minty to read, allowing these comics to accompany her through her childhood.
Luke turned his head and looked at Mindy who was standing not far behind him: "Let me talk to your father alone, okay?"
Mindy said "oh" and left obediently.