Jiang Ye carried a backpack, with a dagger tucked into each side pocket.
If danger arose, drawing a blade from behind was undoubtedly the most convenient option.
But with Jiang Ye's current strength, even barehanded, he was more than capable of beating someone to death.
Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist: Minor Accomplishment (9%)
After a night of practice, his Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist had improved considerably.
Jiang Ye now felt that his breath flowed with perfect ease.
One punch seemed capable of unleashing the force of three oxen.
His increased strength filled him with confidence about the mission ahead.
5:50 a.m.
Jiang Ye arrived at Ancheng Third Middle School.
A proud, aloof girl with snow-white legs and a tall, thin young man were already waiting at the entrance.
"Class monitor. Brother Wang."
Jiang Ye was rather surprised to see the two of them there so early.
"You're here?"
Zhao Qingli glanced at him and said calmly, "Let's go. We'll try to finish the mission before noon."
"Mm." Jiang Ye nodded.
Time had to be squeezed out of every moment.
By now, he understood that principle all too well.
"Here." Wang Ziang tossed him a stab-resistant vest.
"Thanks, Brother Wang."
Jiang Ye took it, removed his jacket, and put on the vest.
It was a long-sleeved, camouflage-colored jacket, its lining made of several layers of high-strength fiber, with an additional cushioning layer of foam.
Metal arm guards also protected the sleeves.
"With this on, my defenses should improve by quite a bit." Jiang Ye nodded to himself.
His body was already quite tough.
With the stab-resistant vest on top, even if someone stabbed him head-on, they might not be able to pierce his defenses.
Just then, Zhao Qingli tossed him something black. "Catch."
"What's this?"
Jiang Ye caught it and