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Chapter 578: Ambushed and Captured – Seized by Beauty

I wish to become a god. #582 2/5/2026
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"Yes! Miss Daimona is absolutely right! My next move is to revitalize my Yu Cheng Shen Group! This time, I will rise once more, become the world's foremost business magnate, and establish entirely new business rules and systems!" Highlight's gaze was deep and steady, fixed on the horizon. "Clap! Clap! Clap!" The thunderous applause continued without pause, yet a discordant voice rose: "Hmph! World business magnate? I'm the world business magnate! I'll have your Yu Cheng Shen Group collapse before it even takes root in the U.S.! I'll make sure your group can't establish itself there!" David Borer spoke with unmistakable confidence and authority, clearly conveying a threat. Yet Highlight raised his massive, golden fist high, locked it firmly, and stared directly at David Borer, speaking with unwavering clarity: "All opponents are mere clouds! Those who stand in my way—shall fall!" "Hmph! Then let's see who truly reigns supreme!" After saying this, David Borer turned to his team and declared, "Let's go!" Immediately, many of his associates hurried after him, following without hesitation. Gao Liang made a grand appearance on national television and in the public eye once again, accompanied by two stunning women—Dai Mengna, the beloved public icon across the United States, and Zhang Yuping, a top-tier beauty from the East—making a striking impression. Dai Mengna’s mother was arranged to stay at the finest nursing home in San Francisco for a period of recovery before being discharged. Gao Liang personally assigned his two top bodyguards to ensure the absolute safety of Dai Mengna’s mother. "Highlighted called out, 'Wife!' and Daina's face turned bright red, though she was deeply pleased inside. Yet Daina didn't call Highlight 'Husband.' Why? That was a secret. Highlight felt exceptionally at ease, humming a song as he drove. The route passed through a construction zone, dust swirling everywhere, the roads uneven. Daina rocked back and forth in her seat, her body curled up tightly. 'Clang!' The car plunged into a dip, and no matter how hard Highlight tried, the engine wouldn't start. Goodness, the car had broken down. Daina checked her watch—her face was filled with anxiety. It was exactly 12:30 noon, just thirty minutes before the Art Electric Company's press conference. How could she not be worried? Especially now, deep in the middle of a construction zone, with no nearby villages or towns. Highlight quickly got out and inspected the vehicle, discovering it wasn't a flat tire, but rather an engine issue. Repairing the engine is no small task—following standard maintenance procedures, inspection and repair typically take at least 30 minutes. But that simply won’t do. Daimon is growing increasingly anxious, nearly to the point of tears, saying, “I have to go! Time is absolutely running out! This launch event is crucial. If I can’t attend on time, all of EA’s efforts will be for nothing. What will happen then…” Gao Liang says nothing. He remains calm, crouched beneath the car inspecting the engine. Daimon steps out of the car, pacing back and forth, occasionally glancing at her watch. Her visibly anxious demeanor is a sight in itself—but Gao Liang has no time or interest in appreciating it. He’s busy attending to the engine, thoroughly and methodically. Unaware, Gao Liang, at a distance of about 50 meters, is being precisely aimed at by an AK-47 rifle. He was one of David Borrel's people. How could David Borrel allow Gao Liang to remain so prominent? He immediately hired Gare, the most renowned assassin of Blackwater Company in the United States. Gare had served for 22 years in the U.S. Navy SEALs and was highly influential—capable of precise rifle shots with never a single miss. Just blew into Gare's eyes, causing intense pain. Without thinking, Gare rubbed his hands against them. "Bing!" A gunshot sounded, the bullet whistling past, but missed its mark, grazing the bright back. "Ding!" It struck somewhere on the vehicle. At that moment, Bright had just finished repairing the engine. Suddenly, his eyes lit up—good heavens, someone had fired a hidden shot. He swiftly turned around and spotted a pair of fierce eyes fifty meters away. Immediately, he picked up a stone from the ground and hurled it at the target. "Ah!" A piercing cry. The large stone struck Gare's eyes, leaving him momentarily blind. The AK-47 rifle slipped from his hands and slid down to Bright's feet. Bright quickly picked up the rifle, standing tall and full of spirit. "Dai Mengna! Dai Mengna!" "Highlighted noticed that Daimona was not by her side, sensing something amiss—she realized her car had gotten stuck in a dip, and was ambushed halfway, clearly a well-planned attack. With no response from the surroundings, Highlight's spiritual sight swiftly scanned the area. By chance, she spotted a vehicle speeding off in the distance. No—Daimona had been taken hostage. Highlight immediately got into the car, pressing down on the accelerator. The I Want To Become A God A886 model surged forward like a wild horse, racing ahead! Inside the Lincoln bulletproof extended sedan, five Blackwater mercenaries armed with the latest M16A2 automatic rifles stood ready. Highlight positioned the AK47 rifle in front of the A886's driver's compartment, one hand gripping the steering wheel, the other holding the rifle firmly." Gao Liang didn't know that a car was trailing behind him—Gare, this retired SEAL veteran, was not easily knocked off his feet. After applying a special ointment, his eyes regained their vision. From his waist, he drew out another rifle—an M16A1 automatic rifle currently in active service with the U.S. Army. The specifications of this rifle are as follows: caliber: full length: 990 mm weight: 3,100 g magazine capacity: 20 or 30 rounds. This is the world's first small-caliber military rifle officially incorporated into standard equipment, originally developed by the ArmaLite company's M16 rifle, which saw widespread adoption during the Vietnam War. Gare handled this rifle with ease and confidence, driving his vehicle while precisely aiming the M16A1 at my desired god, the A886.