Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Although all parties are doing their best to guard against it, the killers are still very cunning.

One evening, Jiang Ciyou finished a tiring but fulfilling day of work and walked out of the company building.

At this time, the city has been shrouded in dusk, the lights are on, the streets are busy with cars and people are rushing home to enjoy their own warm moments.

Jiang Ciyou stood at the door of the company, raised his head slightly, stretched his muscles from sitting for a long time, took a deep breath of the slightly cool air, trying to dispel some fatigue brought by work.

Her assistant Xiao Wang followed closely behind her, holding the documents and Jiang Ciyou's coat in his hands, and said softly: "Boss Jiang, you've worked hard today. The car is waiting in front."

Jiang Ciyou smiled and nodded, then walked forward with elegant and firm steps.

The high heels made a crisp sound when they hit the ground, which was particularly clear in the noisy environment, as if every step showed her tenacity and difficulty over the years.

At the entrance of the parking lot, the dim lights flickered in the breeze, as if struggling to drive away the darkness, but seemed somewhat powerless.

There were few pedestrians around, and occasionally a few figures flashed by, but they didn't pay much attention to this side.

Jiang Ciyou walked into the parking lot. A chill inexplicably rose from her spine. She subconsciously wrapped her coat tightly and paused slightly.

Xiao Wang, the assistant beside her, noticed her abnormality and asked with concern: "Boss Jiang, what's wrong with you? Are you cold?"

Jiang Ciyou shook his head slightly, looked around vigilantly, and whispered, "Nothing, let's go."

However, danger is approaching quietly.

Just as Jiang Ciyou and Xiao Wang were about to reach the car, several dark shadows quickly surrounded them from different directions like ghosts.

They moved swiftly and lightly, making almost no sound. If Jiang Ciyou had not remained alert, they would have been difficult to detect.

As soon as Jiang Ciyou realized something was wrong, his heart tightened instantly. Before he could call for help, he was blocked by these strangers with fierce faces.

The leading killer was tall and burly, wearing a black mask on his face, revealing only a pair of cold, emotionless eyes that flashed with bloodthirsty light under the dim light.

In his hand he tightly grasped a gleaming dagger, the blade reflecting a chilling cold light in the dim light, as if announcing to Jiang Ciyou the approach of death.

The other killers also spread out in a fan shape, trapping Jiang Ciyou and Xiao Wang in the middle. Their eyes were equally cold and resolute, and they were obviously veterans who had been through many battles and were ruthless.

Jiang Ciyou widened his eyes in horror, staring at the uninvited guests in front of him. His hands clenched unconsciously, his nails digging deeply into his palms, trying to ease the fear in his heart.

Her brain was working rapidly, but she found herself so helpless at the moment. Her usual courage and wisdom in the business world seemed to be frozen in an instant at this critical moment of life and death.

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the cold ground.

Assistant Xiao Wang was also frightened by this sudden change and his face turned pale and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

But he still pretended to be calm, subconsciously protecting Jiang Ciyou behind him, his voice trembling but with a hint of determination: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Although he knew in his heart that such questioning might be useless in the face of these vicious killers, as Jiang Ciyou's assistant, he instinctively wanted to protect her.

The killers did not answer, but moved forward step by step, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller.

Jiang Ciyou felt that it was becoming difficult to breathe. Every breath of air seemed to contain ice chips, stinging her throat and causing it to hurt.

Her eyes searched around frantically, hoping to find a glimmer of life, but the parking lot seemed to be isolated from the world at this moment. It was so quiet that the only sounds were the heavy footsteps of the killers and her own pounding heartbeat.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, blowing Jiang Ciyou's hair. The hair fluttered wildly in the wind, as if struggling with her current desperate situation.

Jiang Ciyou's lips trembled slightly. She tried to speak, but found that her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound.

She knew very well that she was in an unprecedented fatal crisis, with life and death hanging in the balance, but she had no power to resist.

Lu Jingchen's face involuntarily appeared in her mind, the man who always appeared when she needed him most and gave her warmth and strength.

At this moment, she wished that Lu Jingchen could miraculously appear by her side like he had done countless times before and take her out of this terrible danger.

However, the reality is cruel. The killers are still closing in. The shadow of death hangs over Jiang Ciyou. Her legs begin to become weak and she can hardly stand.

Just when she thought everything was over, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the other end of the parking lot, breaking the suffocating silence.

A glimmer of hope arose in Jiang Ciyou's heart. Could it be Lu Jingchen?

She opened her eyes wide, staring at the direction where the sound came from, praying for a miracle to happen.

As the footsteps got closer, several figures gradually became clearer.

The leader was Lu Jingchen, his face full of anxiety and anger, his eyes revealing a desperate determination.

The moment he learned that Jiang Ciyou might be in danger, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and there was only one thought in his mind: he must protect her.

He gathered the bodyguards around him as quickly as possible and rushed to the parking lot without stopping. Along the way, his heart was in his throat, fearing that if he was a step late, he would be separated from Jiang Ciyou forever.

At this moment, seeing Jiang Ciyou being surrounded by killers, Lu Jingchen was burning with anger. He ignored his own safety and rushed forward desperately like an angry lion.

His figure appeared particularly agile in the dim light, as if carrying a power that could break through all darkness.

The bodyguards also reacted quickly, following closely behind Lu Jingchen and spreading out in a battle formation, quickly closing the distance between Jiang Ciyu and the killers.

For a moment, the parking lot was filled with shouting and fighting sounds.

Lu Jingchen rushed towards the leading killer first. He was agile and skillfully dodged the killer's dagger.

Every time he dodged was fraught with danger, but relying on his years of training and his deep love for Jiang Ciyou, he managed to find opportunities to fight back amidst the swordplay.

He kicked the killer's wrist, trying to knock the dagger off. The killer reacted quickly, dodging sideways and slashing at Lu Jingchen's abdomen with his backhand.

Seeing this, Lu Jingchen suddenly pulled in his abdomen and bent over, and the blade almost scratched his clothes, bringing up a gust of cold wind.

The bodyguards also fought fiercely with other killers.

They were all well-trained and skilled, and they fought back and forth with the killers, neither giving in.

In the parking lot, the sounds of fists and kicks and painful groans intertwined, breaking the tranquility of the night.

A bodyguard seized the opportunity when the killer was about to punch and punched him hard in the face. The killer staggered back a few steps and spit out blood.

But he did not give up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and pounced on him again with a roar.

Jiang Ciyou stood there, looking at the chaotic and intense scene in front of him, feeling mixed emotions.

She was extremely grateful for Lu Jingchen's timely arrival, but she was also worried about him being in danger.

Her eyes followed Lu Jingchen's figure closely. Every time he dodged an attack, every time he launched a counterattack, Jiang Ciyou's heart rose to her throat.

How she hoped that all this would be over soon, and that Lu Jingchen and the bodyguards would be safe.

In the fierce fight, Lu Jingchen gradually gained the upper hand.

He found the right moment, dodged sideways and got behind the killer, suddenly grabbed the killer's throat and twisted it hard.

The killer struggled for a few times and then fell down limply.

After solving the immediate threat, Lu Jingchen did not relax at all. He quickly looked around to check on the other bodyguards and Jiang Ciyu.

The bodyguards subdued their opponents one after another, and the situation in the parking lot was finally under control.

However, just when everyone thought the crisis was completely resolved, in the corner of the parking lot, a killer who was less seriously injured took advantage of the chaos to quietly pick up a dagger on the ground and rushed towards Jiang Ciyou.

His eyes were filled with madness and unwillingness, and he obviously wanted to make a final struggle.

At this time, Jiang Ciyou was still immersed in the relief of surviving the disaster and was unaware of the danger behind him.

Lu Jingchen had sharp eyes and saw the killer's movements at a glance. He shouted, "Ciyou, be careful!"

Then he ran towards Jiang Ciyou regardless of everything.

The killer's dagger was about to stab Jiang Ciyou, but at the critical moment, Lu Jingchen arrived. He used his body to protect Jiang Ciyou and crossed his arm to block the dagger's path.

The dagger pierced deeply into Lu Jingchen's arm, and blood gushed out instantly, staining his sleeves red.

Lu Jingchen seemed not to feel any pain. He kicked the killer to the ground. Then another bodyguard rushed up and subdued the killer completely.

At this time, the parking lot finally returned to calm. Jiang Ciyou collapsed on the ground, still in shock, his eyes full of fear and terror.

Her body was shaking uncontrollably and her teeth were chattering, as if she had just experienced a nightmare.

Regardless of his own injuries, Lu Jingchen hurried to Jiang Ciyou, hugged her tightly in his arms, and comforted her softly: "Ciyou, don't be afraid, I'm here, it's okay."

His voice was gentle and firm, like the warm sun in winter, dispelling the fear in Jiang Ciyou's heart.

Jiang Ciyou leaned on his warm and solid chest, tears welling up in her eyes. At this moment, she finally felt the reality and preciousness of surviving the disaster.