Chapter 78
The Shadow Legion's First Battle
"No way, this is too valuable. You spent seventy million US dollars to buy it, right? I can't accept this."
Upon hearing that Hyuga Gen was offering to give it to him, Suzuki Shiro refused without even thinking. How could he possibly accept something so valuable from Hyuga Gen for no reason?
"Uncle Suzuki, this is what I bought for you. All the care you and Aunt Tomoko have given me over the years is less than an antique? Please accept it."
"No, no, it's too expensive no matter what."
Seeing that Suzuki Shiro still refused, Hyuga Gen had no choice but to look to Suzuki Tomoko for help.
Tomoko Suzuki turned her head away, showing no intention of helping him whatsoever.
Having no other choice, Hyuga Gen took the katana from Akiyama Rinko's hand and made a slashing motion at the antique.
This immediately startled Shiro Suzuki.
"Yuan, what are you doing? Even if I don't want it, don't chop it up. It's such a waste."
"I'm not really interested in antiques. If Uncle Suzuki doesn't want them, there's no point in me keeping them. It would be nice to smash them and hear the noise. I wonder how wonderful the sound of those $70 million pieces of gold would be."
As Hyuga Gen spoke, he gestured a few more times, which made Suzuki Shiro tremble with fear. He immediately stepped forward and hugged the antique to his chest.
"I'll keep it. You're such a spendthrift."
Seeing that Suzuki Shiro was delighted with the sword after accepting it, Hyuga Gen returned the katana to Akiyama Rinko.
The auction was in full swing, but to Hyuga Gen's dismay, there was nothing he needed, while the Suzuki couple each won another item.
After the auction ended, the group walked out, led by a waiter.
As soon as they arrived on the ground, the butler frowned and whispered in Hyuga Gen's ear:
"Young Master, we've been targeted. Should I take care of it?"
Upon hearing that they were being targeted, Hyuga Gen immediately thought of the guy who had just bid against him for Rurikawa Tsubaki.
They haven't given up yet? Still thinking about kidnapping someone, that's interesting.
Thinking that he had been here for so long without using his abilities to defeat the enemy, Hyuga Gen couldn't help but feel a little itchy to use his skills.
Over the past few days, the power within the Niga mask that he always carried with him had been almost completely absorbed by Hyuga Gen.
At this point, he could summon the Shadow Legion without wearing a mask, so he could use these people to practice his skills.
"Young Master, the brothers saw the people bidding against you. They seem to be from the Hyuga and Suzuki families. Should we still make a move?"
Not far from the auction house, dozens of cars were parked side by side, each crammed with burly men in suits.
Boyman stood quietly in the lead car, watching the auction. When he heard his men say that his competitors were the Hyuga and Suzuki families, his expression darkened.
"Damn it, why would these two families come to a place like this, and even try to steal my chrysanthemum?"
Seeing that the young master's expression was not good, the subordinates did not dare to say anything and just stood there with their heads down.
Thinking back to how Rurikawa Tsubaki looked down on him back then, Boyman felt as if a demon was devouring his reason.
If he can't get Tsubaki Rurikawa, then what was the point of all his efforts over the years? Just for his own amusement?
The thought of how he had worked so hard to bring down the Rurikawa family, only to have Rurikawa Tsubaki lose her virginity to someone else, drove Boiman to the brink of madness with jealousy.
The last shred of reason was also swallowed up.
"Move on, follow them, and cover your faces."
The subordinate standing next to him looked distressed. Why were they actually going to make a move? Those were the Hyuga and Suzuki families, not the newly emerging noble families they could afford to offend.
However, he didn't dare to dissuade them. He could only instruct the people behind him to put on the masks they hadn't originally planned to wear, and then lead the convoy in the direction where Hyuga Gen and the others had left.
Just then, someone in the crowd suddenly sensed something was wrong and turned to look. They saw countless shadows suddenly appearing in the dark corners of the surrounding buildings, the ground, under the cars, and the walls.
Immediately afterwards, the black mist twisted and then quickly condensed into hundreds of humanoid silhouettes with crimson eyes, which appeared silently around them.
They were dressed in black ninja outfits, with only their crimson eyes showing, and they held various ninja weapons in their hands.
"Who are you people?!"
Upon witnessing this horrific scene, the first person to discover them suddenly shouted loudly.
The other burly men sitting in the car immediately rushed out, some with guns and others with knives.
However, when they saw these ninjas who didn't look like normal people, they felt a little flustered and couldn't help but look around.
Boiman, who was sitting in the lead car, also noticed the commotion behind him. After getting out of the car and seeing the ninja, his expression became even more serious. He did not remember provoking the ninja.
"Ninjas? Whose subordinates are you? Perhaps we've misunderstood something?"
But the shadowy soldiers of the ninja group didn't even glance at him. After receiving the order from Hyuga Gen in their minds, they grabbed their weapons and rushed into the crowd.
These burly men were fine for bullying ordinary people, but they were completely helpless against the shadowy soldiers.
The shadow soldiers can move freely on walls and the ground, and they are also extremely skilled.
As soon as the battle began, one after another, the burly men screamed as they were knocked to the ground, their bodies covered in wounds. Some were even kicked around in the air like soccer balls by the shadowy soldiers.
The knives in the burly men's hands were of no use; they couldn't even scratch the shadowy soldiers, let alone injure them.
"Bang!"
Finally, under immense psychological pressure, one of the men in black fired his gun.
The shadowy soldier who was hit stared blankly at his heart for a moment, then collapsed to the ground. The burly men present cheered at the sight.
This was the first ninja they had ever defeated. Yeah, if swords couldn't cut you, surely guns could too.
Within seven steps, the faster and more accurate the shot.
Just as they were preparing to fire their guns, they suddenly witnessed a scene that shattered their world.
The shadowy soldier who had just been shot in the heart and fallen to the ground suddenly stood up again. He even used the rope in his hand to hook the big man who had fired the shot, and pulled the big man down to the ground.
"Monster!"
"Run! These guys aren't human, they're invincible! Look at their eyes, no normal person's eyes glow red like that!"
Those who could still stand stopped fighting and immediately ran off in another direction.
"Useless! Useless! Did I pay you so much money to just sit around and do nothing?"
Boiman watched his men flee in disarray, cursing angrily, completely unaware that a shadowy soldier had appeared beside him.
"Useless!"
"Bang!"
The shadowy soldier who appeared next to Boyman knocked him unconscious, then carried him on his shoulder and strode into the shadows of the wall, returning to the shadow space.