Thanks to my husband's help, otherwise, no matter how capable I am, I wouldn't have managed things so well or gained such widespread support. The president's office in the main building of EA is a luxurious space. Gao Liang and Dai Mengna are busy handling various routine tasks here. "Husband! Should we go ahead with this proposal or not?" Dai Mengna is still uncertain. Gao Liang smiles and says, "Just decide as you see fit. Remember: as long as it serves the company's long-term interests and aligns with the interests of the broader public, then go ahead and implement it!" "Got it!" Dai Mengna smiles and replies, "Thank you so much for the reminder!" Soon, Dai Mengna begins to work on the documents with a clear plan in mind, while Gao Liang only provides her with a broad framework—specific details will be handled according to the actual situation. This time, the highlight was handled very smoothly, bringing my aspiration-to-be-god gaming company to vibrant life and seeing all of its games flourish. After attending to these corporate matters, Highlight felt a bit weary—by then, it was already nighttime in California. "Monna! Let's go for a walk!" He realized he hadn't taken a stroll outside with Dian Monna in a while. So, Highlight and Dian Monna stepped out of the entrance of Electronic Arts and strolled through the suburban area of Redwood City. Soon, they walked side by side along the shaded boulevard, chatting easily. They spoke in English, and Highlight found Dian Monna's fluent English particularly pleasant. He thought to himself: It's wonderful to communicate with Dian Monna in English. This is a solid choice. Although Highlight's English is a bit awkward, it clearly conveys his meaning. Daimeng smiled gently—her own CEO of Yu Cheng Shen Group, now learning to speak American English alongside her. Great! Today, Highlight dressed in a very polished suit, looking dashing, while Daimeng wore a trendy outfit popular among American young women. The two walked side by side, completely unaware that others had already started taking notice of them. "Damn! That couple is giving us a bad vibe! Hurry up—hit that man hard, tie up that woman!" a Black man wearing sunglasses addressed his group of Black associates. The associates immediately responded, charging toward Highlight and Daimeng. Soon, the two were surrounded by the Black men. Dai Mengna had never seen such a scene before and immediately exclaimed in surprise. Yet the several Black men were very assertive, holding their daggers pointed at Dai Mengna and saying, "If you keep shouting, I'll make you pay!" Dai Mengna fell silent right away, while Gao Liang remained exceptionally calm, standing motionless and addressing the younger Black men firmly, "You all get out of my way! Otherwise, you'll all die!" The younger Black men replied, "Such bold words!" At that moment, one Black man swung a heavy pole straight at Gao Liang's head. Gao Liang slightly tilted his head and stepped to the side, and with a sharp sound, the pole whistled past him. Then, in a flash, Gao Liang executed a swift side kick that landed precisely on the small Black man's waist. The man cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face. "Ah! Oh!" he shouted. "Get on with it! Quickly! Take him out!" A Black man wearing glasses became furious and shouted orders to his subordinates. Soon, the Black men surrounded Gao Liang, each holding a pole and charging at him. Gao Liang didn't flinch at all—such a minor opponent, really not impressive. Gao Liang was incredibly agile, his eyes sharp as lightning; the group of black men, wielding iron poles, simply couldn't keep up with him. At this moment, a sinister look crept onto the face of the bespectacled black man. With his gun aimed at Gao Liang from a distance, he fired a sharp "crack." Gao Liang collapsed to the ground with a loud "thud," while the others went into a frenzy. "Hahahaha!" many spectators shouted in delight. Then, the bespectacled black leader approached, seeing Daimona's startled expression, and reached out to make advances toward her. Daimona quickly stepped back, only to find herself surrounded by a group of black men smiling lasciviously. She immediately exclaimed in alarm, "Don't! Don't come near! You're all roughs!" "Hmph! Roughs! I'm a rough! What's the difference?" the bespectacled leader laughed scornfully. "You! You get out of my way!" Daimona said firmly to the bespectacled leader. The bespectacled boss stared intently at Diamanda, his eyes wide open. At that moment, he exclaimed, "Wow! I never expected you to be such a beauty! Ha! Come with me—trust me, you'll have your fill of good food and fine company!" "Get out of my way!" Diamanda certainly wouldn't follow these people. The bespectacled boss then said with a cunning air, "Miss Diamanda, if you don't come with me, then who will you go with?" Diamanda replied, "You'd better step back!" But the bespectacled boss was relentless—he gave a few signals to the black men, and immediately, they began making moves on Diamanda, trying to grab her and escort her to the car beside them. Unanticipatedly, Diamanda stood firm and resisted. The bespectacled boss grew increasingly lustful, laughing loudly at Diamanda. Just then, Gao launched his attack. No one expected it—Gao, lying on the ground, hadn't actually died. He had been pretending all along. A sweeping leg move, like autumn wind clearing fallen leaves, sent several black men crashing to the ground. Thump, thump, thump—several black men lay motionless, unable to rise. The glasses-wearing black man nearly stumbled as well. At this moment, the glasses-wearing man proved clever, holding a pistol firmly and aiming it directly at Gao Liang's head. But Gao Liang moved swiftly—his quick cross-hand motion disarmed him, seizing the man's gun. Soon, the glasses-wearing man found his pistol in Gao Liang's hands, and he grew extremely afraid. Dameona, meanwhile, noticed that Gao Liang now held a gun in his hand as well—she was delighted. "Quick! Have your men stop! Or I'll blow your head off!" Gao Liang demanded, pressing the glasses-wearing man. The glasses-wearing man replied nervously, "I never thought you'd be this strong! Very well—I'll fight you to the end!" Thus, the glasses-wearing man engaged in a fierce struggle and negotiation with Gao Liang. With a thunderous roar, Gao Liang launched a powerful kick straight at the "Buzz! Buzz!" The black man's head thundered continuously, his body wobbling, then he stumbled and lost his balance. At this moment, the other black men also raised their weapons, facing the surge of brightness. Who was this bright figure? The Divine Warrior bestowed by the Celestial Emperor, enshrined as the Supreme Heavenly God and the Guardian Heavenly God, granted the title of God of Light by the True Deities. Radiant with divine glory and immense power, these mere insects were truly no match for him. The bright figure now unleashed his full might. "Boom!" With a powerful double-hand strike, he delivered a forceful Diamond Palm, a technique renowned for its sharp intensity, aimed directly at the elder wearing the glasses. "Ah! Oh! My goodness!" The elder's forehead met precisely with the bright figure's own forehead—oh, my! Oh, my! The glasses-wearer cried out in pain, tears streaming down. "Well deserved!" Daina was delighted—these bothersome flies had certainly earned their share of color now. At this moment, the elder wearing the glasses activated his alarm, which began to beep steadily. Laughter bursts as she exclaims, "You're impressive! Hmph! Even if you're more impressive, nothing compares to my bombs!" High light takes a moment to look—there it is, the glasses-wearing elder now strapped with high-explosive charges. Daina is startled, but High Light's steady gaze reassures her not to be afraid. At this moment, High Light raises one hand and roars at the elder, "Fire!" With astonishing power, High Light launches a leaf—freshly fallen from a tree—using it as a weapon. "Ah!" The leaf strikes the elder's face, causing him to wrinkle and draw in pain. Then, High Light channels his full determination. He kicks the elder again, this time with his legendary leg—no need for a solid, forceful strike. As he extends his leg, a whirlwind spirals around, lifting the elder's entire body into the air. The movement is swift and dynamic! No matter how powerful your high-explosive charges are, my movements are even faster. Gaoang spoke with conviction, and this time, he launched the glasses-wearing elder into the air—right then, a thunderous roar erupted, revealing that the high-explosive charges had blown up. A mournful cry followed, as it turned out the glasses-wearing elder’s charges had exploded. The glasses-wearing elder’s body was reduced to ashes, and every black brother present was so startled that they had to pee themselves.