Peter gripped Dana's hand tightly, and Dana felt a profound sense of security. When Peter's team arrived, Guangliang pulled Dana along the white water pipes by the window and slid her down. "Hurry! Hurry! Get down and secure them!" With a single command, Peter's men leapt down, but it was too late—Guangliang had already sped off in the BMW, roaring away. "Damn it! He slipped right past me, right by my eyes!" Peter shouted in frustration. "Powell, instruct Blackwater's top assassin to eliminate Guangliang!" "Yes, sir! President!" Powell immediately picked up the phone and relayed the president's orders. The BMW driven by Gao Liang and Daimona approached a suspension bridge. Black-masked elite assassins from Black Water, Gare and Jim, were positioned at concealed spots—one at the bridge's entrance, the other at the far end. Gare, carrying a rocket launcher, aimed it at the BMW speeding through the center of the bridge. As Jim transmitted over wireless, "Ready! Go!" the rocket launcher immediately fired a jet of flame directly toward the BMW. "Not good!" Gao Liang saw the flame rushing toward him and quickly kicked open the car door, swiftly pulling Daimona out. Before Daimona could recover, the BMW was engulfed in flames, its fragments swirling through the air, and thick smoke obscured their view. "Goodness! Husband!" Daimona's sapphire eyes shimmered with shock. She clung to Gao Liang like a small bird, saying, "Husband, I'm so afraid!" "Don't be afraid. I'm here!" "Just as Highlight finished speaking, an explosion erupted nearby, 'Wow! Another rocket launcher flame coming!' Highlight pulled Daimona toward the opposite bank. Amidst the flames and thick smoke, Daimona's foot twisted, and they were now just 10 meters from the other side. 'Ding-ding-ding!' A burst of bullets whistled past, striking Daimona directly—Highlight stepped in to shield her. 'Ah!' His left arm was hit. 'Ah!' His left leg was also struck. Yet Highlight didn't fall. 'Husband! Husband!' Daimona cried out. The bullets kept coming, and finally, Highlight collapsed, and Daimona lost consciousness. 'Hahahaha! Highlight's out!' Jim held his assault rifle and used the wireless handset to communicate with the other side. 'We must do it thoroughly—we cannot leave any survivors!' Gare said, and the rocket launchers unleashed their full fury at the weakest point of the suspension bridge. 'Boom!' "The sound of the mountain splitting and the earth cracking—the suspension bridge collapsed. 'Dum! Dum! Dum!' Three resonant thuds, and the entire bridge gave way, plunging into the sea. 'President Peter! We've lost both Gao Ming and Dai Mengna!' Jim and Gary reported. 'Excellent! Excellent! They're both dead!' Peter had already resented these two deeply, though his hatred for Dai Mengna wasn't as fierce as his deep-seated animosity toward Gao Ming. The precious egg he'd just been holding onto—his very own—had been kicked and shattered. How dare they! How dare they break his prized egg! 'Hah! Hah! Hah!' Peter laughed with exhilaration. 'This journey to China has been a triumph! This world—this game—is now entirely mine. I am the true king of the game!' With pride swelling in his chest, he beamed. Dai Mengna and Gao Ming plunged into the deep sea, but neither perished. Fortunately, Dai Mengna was a strong swimmer, and she managed to drag Gao Ming's sturdy body through the water. Around them, the sea was stained red with blood. Highlighted, wounded multiple times in defense of himself, had gradually grown exhausted, and by the time he noticed, Daina was utterly drained. She saw a speedboat rushing ahead, but was too weak to call for help. Daina was so tired that when a wave hit her, she separated from Highlight. Highlight was carried away by the massive wave, while he himself was swept toward the shore by another wave. Eventually, Highlight was rescued by the speedboat. When he opened his eyes, he found two Russian women, Lina and Bova, staring at him intently. "Lina, hand over the DVD of 'The Breakthrough Manual' and the 'Access Password' right away," Lina said, clearly not intending to save him—she reached out to strike him in the abdomen. "Wah!" Highlight expelled a large mouthful of seawater, splashing Lina all over. "Sister, are you really that ruthless? He's been shot in four places! Oh no—he's been hit in the chest! We must operate immediately!" Bova cried out. "Hmph! A man like this deserves to die!" "Don't save him—let him die!" Lina said coldly. "Kill me! Just one more shot!" High-light struggled to say these words. His wounds, soaked in seawater, were now painful and would soon become infected. At this moment, all he wanted was to die. "The more you want to die, the more I will make sure you live!" Lina was determined. Though she had been stern just moments before, her intention was clear: if High-light had value after recovery, she would keep him alive; if not, she would kill him. The boat docked at a small, uninhabited island and came to a stop. In a cave, after Pavla forcibly poured a cup of water into his mouth, High-light regained some awareness and murmured, "You may kill me or treat me however you please!" "Haha! We certainly don't intend to let you die!" Pavla laughed. "Enough talking! Get ready for surgery!" Lina ordered Pavla with a commanding tone. The two Russian women immediately sprang into action. "Ah! Ah! Please be gentle! What kind of surgery is this?" "She's killing him!" High Light's body was under Pavva's control, and Lina directly sliced open the wound with a hot, red-bladed knife, refusing to administer anesthesia—she simply kept cutting, slicing through him like he was a living statue. As a fully conscious man, how could High Light endure such treatment? "If you're not cured, I'll never forgive you!" Lina kicked him squarely in the abdomen, and High Light cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face. "You keep yelling! I'll kick your jizz right out of you!" Lina threatened. Once she made that threat, High Light stopped yelling altogether. Pavva glanced at him with a look of mild disapproval, and High Light realized he now had to fully cooperate with the surgery. "Ah! My goodness! Please, miss! Don't—don't just—!" Before he could finish, intense pain surged through his entire body. It turned out that Lina had used a hot, red-tipped forceps to directly extract the bullet that had penetrated deep into his very bones. This was truly a case of breaking bones and dislocating joints—this Russian woman was indeed putting High Light through hell. Fortunately, she hadn't chosen to It took a full hour of busy work to finally conclude. High-light had already been so painfully injured that he had lost sensation. At this moment, Bové gently wiped Lina’s forehead with a handkerchief and said, "Sister, the surgery has been a success! You've done wonderfully!" "Secure him here—don't let him escape!" Lina gritted her teeth. After High-light was tied by Bové, he was wheeled directly in front of Lina. By now, High-light had recovered significantly, thanks to an unknown medication applied to his wound, which had relieved the pain. "Now, quickly tell me—where are the DVD of *The Breakthrough Manual* and the *Access Password*? If you don't reveal them, there's only one course of action left for you!" Lina had always been cold and decisive toward High-light. "Sister, wait until he's fully recovered before we make any decisions!" Bové, surprisingly, felt a touch of sympathy. She had witnessed the surgery firsthand and knew from her own and Lina’s unique experiences that only High-light had survived such a procedure. Her intuition told her he was a strong, resilient man. "Enough! He's our enemy Lina stopped speaking. High-light had already made it clear that he had honestly revealed both the "Breakthrough Guide" DVD and the "Access Password" that Peter had stolen—this news left both beautiful women quite surprised. Lina expressed her regret: "We still arrived too late!" Bové sighed and said, "Sister, High-light is actually quite pitiable. Look—aren't we facing the same enemy, Peter?" "Enough! High-light is worse than Peter! If he had only told us earlier, Peter wouldn't have had the chance to act first!" Lina reasoned so unexpectedly. "I'm very bad! Well then, to prove I'm not your enemy, let's cooperate now—let's cooperate sincerely!" High-light made an astonishing statement. "Really? You're serious?" Lina and Bové both spoke at once. High-light nodded and extended his right hand—both Lina and Bové reached out to grasp it. "China-Russia cooperation! How about that?" High-light smiled with great confidence. All three were delighted. At that moment, Gao Liang personally demonstrated the operating procedures of the "Breakthrough Guide" and the "Access Password" to them. This accomplished graduate from one of the world's most prestigious universities—Stanford—known for his outstanding computer hacking skills, performed with such flawless precision before these two Russian women.