"The Mayor?" Ning looked at him with a curious face. "So you are Vandal Might, huh?"
"Yes, I am Vandal—"
The mayor looked behind Ning and saw the bunch of kids who were busy scrubbing away the words from the wall.
"You kids, what are you doing here?" the mayor asked.
"Uncle Vandal," the main kid seemed to know him closely. "Th-this man hurt us and forced us to work for him."
"You!!" the mayor got angry. "Not only are you causing chaos in my city, but you are also beating up the youths of my city as well. You really need to be taught a lesson."
"Calling yourself the Apostle of a goddess that doesn't exist, disrupting the society, you are worse than a criminal scum," the Mayor said.
"Can you stop talking please, and do whatever you came here to do?" Ning asked. "Because unlike you, I have a responsibility to improve this city."
The Mayor snapped. "Beat him!" he ordered.
The men at the side started striking at Ning's stomach with the metal rods and wooden sticks. Some hit him on the legs, some hit him on the chest, and some hit him on the shoulders.
Some even struck him on the head, clearly with the intention to kill.
He was struck from all sides for at least a whole minute before the mayor asked his goons to stop attacking.
The crowd gasped all around them, and some even tried to come to the front to save Ning, but the Mayor had people behind him guarding him.
"Is he dead?" the Mayor asked.
"Sir, he's not even bleeding," one of the men said.
"What? How can it be?" the Mayor got surprised.
Ning straightened his back and cracked his neck. He turned his head around to the back and looked at the kids who had fear and shock in their eyes from seeing a person being nearly beaten to death.
"You kids can leave now, run off," Ning said.
The kids looked at each other in confusion and didn't know what to do.
"I told you to run away, or do you want to keep scrubbing this place?" he asked.
The kids nodded and walked away.
Ning then turned to the crowd and spoke, "Take your kids away. They shouldn't see this."
The many parents in the crowd immediately searched for their kids and started taking them away.
They believed he was talking about himself being killed and even held a tear in their eyes for him.
Only if they knew what he was thinking.
Ning finally turned to the mayor. "You really came here planning to kill me, huh?" he asked.
"You bast—"
"Who was the one that hit me first? It was you right?" Ning asked one of the burly men standing to his right.
"So what if it was me?" the man asked.
The man holding Ning's right arm suddenly felt an incredible force throwing him upwards.
Everyone looked at the man being thrown high in the air, and at the same time, Ning used the free right hand to directly grab the throat of the man who had just spoken.
"You have one last time to take yourself and your children away from here," Ning said. The crowd finally understood what was going to happen.
Some left, but most stayed behind to watch. They wanted to see what was going to happen.
Ning looked back to the man and asked, "So what if it was you right?" He could see the fear rise up in the man's eyes.
The man suddenly struck the wooden bat right on Ning's head again, but as he did, his hands limped and there was no force at all on the attack.
Ning let go of his hands and watched the man fall to the ground with a crushed neck. Without a shadow of a doubt, the man was dead.
The catharsis of seeing people that had always looked down on them and treated them poorly getting hurt would feel incredible was what the people that stayed behind had thought.
However, seeing a person die so easily, even if they had hated them, made them feel a little sick.
Ning turned to the Mayor again and showed a devilish smile. "You see, I have a little rule for myself. Well, it's less of a rule and more of a restriction. I never kill people that have no desire to hurt me or the others."
His voice turned cold. "You guys are not it."
Suddenly a spear formed right into his hands. The men couldn't understand if he had created it, or taken it out of his storage bag.
Either way, it was too fast. Ning swung the spear towards his left arm, cutting the hands of the man that held him.
With the same motion, he stabbed upwards and pierced the man that was falling down in the shoulder.
He swung the back of the spear and hit another man in the face, breaking his jaw and cheekbones. He then stopped a rod swing from another man in front of him and cut the rod in two before stabbing him through the throat.
Ning remembered the people who hit him with full intention to kill and he only killed them. As for the others, he beat them until they wished they were dead.
The mayor fell down on the ground as he watched the big men he had brought to kill this so-called Apostle get beaten and die to his hands.
He wanted to run away, but his legs weren't working.
When Ning was done, half the men were dead, and half were unconscious after going into shock.
Ning walked up to the Mayor and stabbed him through the calves, making him scream at the top of his lungs.
"Did you think that just because I was single, I was an easy target for you?" Ning asked. "Sorry to say, but you poked the wrong beast today."
Ning pulled the spear out of the Mayor's calves and pierced it through his skull.
Ning finally looked up and around him at the terrified faces of the crowd.. 'It seems I cannot stay in this place any longer.'
