Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

"We're surrounded."

Whitman and Coleman were taken aback when they heard this.

The next second, the two of them instantly realized what was happening.

Reinforcements have arrived!

Whitman, who had been looking deathly still, visibly relaxed.

Coleman, who had been kneeling, subtly straightened up a little.

Coleman said in a low voice:

"Hold on! It's the FBI Hostage Rescue Team, the most professional special forces team in the US!"

Whitman nodded slightly, a hint of tears welling up in her eyes.

This is a glimmer of hope for survival.

Just then, the roar of helicopters from all directions came crashing down, shaking the entire lawn.

Dozens of searchlights descended from the sky, sweeping across the field before finally locking onto Chen Mo and his group.

The darkness instantly turned as bright as day.

The propeller whipped up a fierce wind that rippled through the grass, causing everyone's clothes to flutter wildly.

There were not only police helicopters in the air, but also several television stations' live broadcast planes.

The kidnapping of the governor is a major news story across the United States, and no media outlet wants to miss it.

On the ground, armored vehicles blocked all entrances and exits, and red and blue police lights flashed alternately, illuminating the entire dark night.

A loudspeaker blared a standard English warning:

"This is the FBI! The area is completely surrounded!"

"Release Governor Whitman and Attorney General Coleman immediately!"

"Hands up! Do not make any sudden moves!"

This is the FBI. The entire area is completely sealed off!

Release the governor and the attorney general immediately!

Hands behind head, and refrain from any dangerous actions!

LAPD, SWAT, FBI hostage rescue team, state police.

All available police forces in California were mobilized.

The perimeter of the stadium was cordoned off with layers upon layers of caution tape, so dense that it seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

Naga's chest was locked onto by more than a dozen sniper red dots.

He glanced down at it, then grinned:

"Sure, a dozen people will serve me."

The ghost and the Naga exchanged a glance and acted simultaneously.

One man grabbed the governor, and the other held the attorney general captive, pressing guns directly to their temples, using them as human shields to protect Chen Mo.

Both of them knew that the number of people, firepower, and equipment on the other side tonight far exceeded any of their previous missions.

Having fought on the battlefield for over a decade, crawling out of piles of corpses, what kind of dangerous situations haven't I seen?

But tonight is different.

Across from me was the entire nation's violent machinery, a dark, overwhelming mass that stretched as far as the eye could see.

But the ghost laughed instead:

"Boss, it looks like we're headed for a pretty big bill tonight."

He turned to look at Naga:

"Old buddy, it's been a long time since this was exciting. Tonight, let's fight side by side like we used to, just like back in the day."

Naga's sharp eyes scanned his surroundings:

"Ghost, tonight is certainly lively. But wherever the boss is, that's where I'll be."

Chen Mo raised his hand and gently patted the two of them on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, we won't die."

The two of them felt relieved instantly.

Their trust in Chen Mo never needed any reason.

Naga asked:

"Boss, what do we do now?"

Chen Mo looked at the dense police presence outside, his face calm, completely ignoring all warnings and threats.

He secretly made his own plans.

It wouldn't be difficult to just kill them all, but that would be too monotonous and pointless.

A thought flashed through his mind, and a playful glint appeared in his eyes.

Chen Mo spoke up:

"Ghosts, Nagas, this is America, a world of money, and a paradise of sin! If we're going to play, let's play big!"

"How much dirt do the governor and the attorney general have on high-ranking officials? They'll expose it all in a live stream later. Don't you think those top figures will be scared?"

The ghost's eyes lit up:

"Absolutely terrified!"

Chen Mo smiled faintly:

"Then let's use this as an excuse to publicly post a reward."

"We've got a shocking secret about the highest levels of government in the US, and the entire California police force is prepared to silence us. Whoever can get us out will receive a huge reward!"

"The rules are simple and brutal: hold off a police officer, $100. Destroy a police car, $500. Block roads, cut off communications, distract police—everything has a price tag, big or small, you get paid!"

"Upload photos and videos to the platform, the system will automatically review them, and the reward will be credited to your account immediately, without delay!"

"As for the grand prize! Whoever can safely escort the five of us out of the encirclement will claim five billion US dollars!"

"The total prize pool is 10 billion, and all the funds are held in escrow in advance. The information is verifiable online, and anyone can check its authenticity!"

The ghost's eyes lit up:

"Boss! You're practically the perfect criminal genius!"

Naga nodded emphatically, rubbed his palms together, and looked excited, as if he could smell the scent of a great battle and sudden wealth.

Whitman and Coleman, standing to the side, felt utterly disheartened.

The reinforcements they had been waiting for have now completely failed them!

Whitman completely lost her composure, screaming and cursing:

"You're insane! You're a complete and utter madman! A hundred billion dollars! That's a hundred billion! How could you possibly part with that?!"

He roared until he was breathless, and finally lost his voice completely, only able to gasp for air.

He realized for the first time that having a certain amount of money really does allow one to act with impunity.

Coleman still tried to make a last-ditch effort and bargain:

"Just let us go! We guarantee the safe evacuation of all three of you! We can discuss the money later!"

Chen Mo scoffed:

"Ten billion is just a number to me. I can have as much as I want."

"If 10 billion isn't enough, then 20 billion or 30 billion. As long as I'm happy, I don't care how much it costs."

He turned to his two subordinates and casually gave them an order:

"After this matter is settled tonight, you two will each receive a reward of fifty million US dollars."

Whitman and Coleman froze instantly.

The billions of dollars they painstakingly scraped together, through sheer hard work and humility, were casually used as bounties and rewards for their subordinates.

The ghost bowed respectfully.

"Boss, following you is the wisest choice I've ever made."

Naga grinned and said:

"Thank you, boss!"

Chen Mo raised his hand to open his laptop and his ten fingers flew across the keyboard.

The exorbitant bounty, delivered through top-tier hacking techniques, instantly spread across all online channels in the United States.

The dark web exploded within ten seconds of the post being published.

Countless people have posted screenshots of billions of yuan in margin deposits under trusteeship, with not a single penny missing.

All the doubts instantly fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, trending topics on major social media platforms skyrocketed, dominating the entire internet.

Outside the stadium, the police dispatch radio system was thrown into chaos, with dispatchers' voices trembling:

"Attention all units! A large number of unidentified vehicles are approaching the encirclement! Repeat! A large number of vehicles are rapidly closing in!"

Thousands of miles away, on highways in dozens of states, countless private cars, SUVs, and modified vehicles made U-turns and sped towards Los Angeles.

A multi-billion dollar frenzy sweeping across the United States has completely exploded.