Chapter Nine Hundred and Twenty-Four Tuition Fees, Little Lolita's Jedi Counterattack

Looking at Mindy's stunned expression, Damon quickly added: "Starting in seventh grade."

"V, you bastard~" Mindy stood up abruptly and jumped vigorously on the sofa: "Isn't the seventh grade still a bunch of kids? Why do you want me to go to school like kids? Ahhh~~"

Damon didn't stop his daughter's shouting, let her vent her emotions, and just continued: "V also let me be a cartoonist, and I have only drawn at home myself, don't you want to try to get used to this new profession? From tomorrow From now on, our lives will be transformed."

Mindy hugged her little head and threw herself on the sofa, rolling around: "What kind of new life is going to school!"

Damon looked guilty: "Mindy, I'm sorry."

The little loli who was rolling around stopped and tilted her head to look at him: "Huh?"

Damon touched her little head: "It's all my selfishness. I kept thinking of revenge and dragged you in. V reminded me that you should have a normal life, not follow me to kill every day."

Mindy: "We kill bad guys, and that's right."

Damon: "But, do you have any friends?"

Mindy frowned, and after thinking for a while, she tentatively said, "Does V count?"

Damon smiled bitterly: "Other kids, there are at least dozens of classmates, even if they are not friends, they can call out their names and play together. But you can only think of V, you haven't even seen his face."

Mindy was speechless.

She doesn't care about children, but she has never seen V's face.

But V's weird smiley mask is actually pretty cool too? Little Loli's mind suddenly wandered.

After another long conversation, Damon finally got Mindy to accept that she was going to school, and in a week or two.

Speaking of this decision, Damon did not forget to cheer himself up: "Yes, we will learn to live a normal life in the future, and we can no longer fight and kill."

Mindy's face was full of despair, but she couldn't refute her father's words.

D'Amico is dead, and she and Daddy really have no reason to go to massacre any more.

Suddenly, a light flashed in her mind.

Quickly grasped this aura,

She interrupted the old man who was there nagging about planning for the future: "Dad, now we have a big problem.

Damon turned to look at her: "Ah, what's the problem?"

Mindy: "Just now, you seem to have given all one million to V."

Damon dismissed it: "Yes, but he deserves it."

Mindy nodded: "Yes, I think he deserves it, but what about my tuition?"

Damon was suddenly stunned, with a confused look on his face: "Study...fee?"

Mindy: "Dad, don't you want to send me to a public school in the black or Spanish-speaking area? It doesn't cost much, but I'm afraid I can't help but kill some gangsters."

Damon shook his head again and again.

In schools with poor environments in the United States, many children are related to gangs, and some people even rely on these relationships to sell weeds into schools. These children's habits are not very good.

Most of them, in a few years' time, will be new gang members, officially changing jobs as weed or drug dealers.

With Mindy's temper, conflict with these kids is almost inevitable, and it's really hard to get things done at school.

"I'm going to look for a school for you in the past two weeks. It must be the kind with a good atmosphere." Damon said.

Mindy blinked and looked at him: "Then, what about tuition fees?"

Damon rubbed his moustache: "It should be, how much is it?"

Mindy grabbed the notebook on the side, searched it, and turned the screen to Dad: "Just this Trevor Middle School, which belongs to the middle level of a good school in New York. For the time being, I will not consider the issue of me being a transfer student. Let's see What is the tuition fee for its normal admission?"

Damon looked at it and said puzzledly: "A semester is in the early 20,000s, isn't that much?"

Mindy: "Not much. But, we're out of money."

Damon: "Huh?"

Mindy: "The money we put together before, finally paid off V's arrears. These days we are familiar with the new armor again, looking for trouble with the Irish gang, and as a result, their high-level executives are hiding, and there is no problem. get the money."

Damon recalled and found that it was exactly what he said to Mindy, that the family really had no money.

Mindy looked at his expression and added a savage knife: "Dad, I just remembered, this new armor, we seem to owe V another million?"

Damon's hand touching the beard stopped, his face stiff, as if he had been petrified.

He really forgot about it.

Originally thought it would be easy after revenge, but suddenly found that he was still a millionaire.

Mindy looked at his father's expression and secretly laughed in his heart: "So, we still have to find a few big fat sheep and take a few strokes for them."

Damon frowned: "I'm not busy for now, let's rest for a few days." He didn't want to say what he just said, so he slapped himself in the face.

Mindy sighed and walked into his room.

Damon: "What are you doing? Angry?"

Mindy: "Dad, how can I be so stingy. Wait, I'm looking for something."

After a while, she came out of her house, holding a pink... piggy bank in her hands.

Damon continued to be stunned: "This is you?"

Mindy put Pink Piglet on the coffee table and smashed it with a punch, and the scattered bills and coins were scattered on the table.

She stepped forward and started cleaning them without any hassle, saying, "Dad, this is the only money in the family. Let me count, it should be enough for us to eat a few quick meals."

Damon: "Huh? Wait, didn't I just give you a thousand dollars the other day?"

Mindy: "But you asked me to order a pair of handmade size 42 butterfly knives, as well as two classic saber knives that you like? I don't have enough money, so I even put dozens of dollars in them."

As she said that, Little Loli snickered in her heart, and the money was quickly ready in her hand: "OK, there are still 114 yuan and 50 cents. The two of us can save a little bit, and we can last for two or three days."

Damon: "..."

Facing the "difficulties" raised by his daughter, he found it difficult to stick to his previous ideas.

With a sigh, he stood up and picked up the battle armor beside him that hadn't been hung in the locker: "Okay, change the equipment, we'll do another vote tonight."

Mindy giggled and quickly went to change.

Damon looked at his daughter's happy appearance, and felt helpless: V, I tried my best, but it seems that the result is not very good.

However, men have to be honest.

It was said that it was a holiday tomorrow, so it's still... I'll find a gang to wash it once tonight. Damon thought so, pondering a suitable target.

After a while, the father and daughter drove out again.

In the car, Mindy asked, "Who are you looking for this time?"

Damon: "Remember the group of people we investigated earlier and had a lot of business dealings with D'Amico?"

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