Magneto of the Hyuga family

The dark underground space was filled with dust and blood.

In the dimly lit underground space, the air was filled with dust and blood. A large number of ninjas gathered here, some of them were fierce, some had scars on their faces, and some were wrapped in black robes that made it difficult to tell the truth.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd whispered.

"The Silver-faced Shura is coming!"

The originally noisy crowd immediately quieted down a bit, making way for a path in the middle, and stared at the not-so-tall figure coming towards them with interest.

The man was wrapped in a black robe, and his body did not look very strong. He was even considered thin in the underground black market. He wore a silver-white metal mask on his face, and his gray eyes exposed were extremely cold.

"Is this the third order that Silver-faced Shura has completed this month?"

"I heard that he always takes on several tasks at the same time, and they are all very difficult."

"I really want to see what he looks like under his mask."

The ninja next to him looked at him in shock.

"Are you looking for death? Have you forgotten his strange ability?"

The man was scolded, not only did he not get angry, but he seemed to remember something, and he shuddered and stopped talking.

While people were whispering around, Silver-faced Shura had already walked to the place where the tasks were delivered in the black market, took out a scroll and put it on the table, his voice was cold and brief.

"Three heads, pay!"

The ninja in charge of receiving it opened the scroll, the white mist dissipated, and three hideous heads suddenly appeared.

"As expected of Lord Silver-faced Shura, the bounty on the black market for these three people is not low, and no one has been able to take them down. I didn't expect that you would solve the problem easily once you stepped in."

"Stop talking nonsense, just pay the money."

"Okay."

After being scolded, the ninja was not angry. He took out a large stack of cash, counted it, put it into the sealing scroll, and handed it over.

"A total of 25.63 million taels, please take a look!"

As soon as this number was reported, there was a sound of swallowing saliva in the dim underground black market, like a jackal that found fat meat, and even the breathing became heavier.

The brows under the silver-white mask frowned slightly, put the scroll into his arms, and walked out of the black market.

In the back, some people showed a hint of viciousness in their eyes.

...

In the forest outside the black market, the silver-white metal mask suddenly squirmed, turned into liquid and flowed under the collar, revealing a young face.

It was Hinata Satoru!

He took off the contact lenses on his eyes and sighed helplessly.

"It's too troublesome to wear contact lenses every time I go to the black market."

His white eyes were too obvious and had to be covered. The magnetic fluid was fine as a mask, but it was hard to describe as an eyepiece.

However, if the electromagnetic force level was sufficient, the photon arrangement could be directly manipulated to control the reflection and refraction of light. Not to mention covering the pupil color, no one would notice even if he entered the women's restroom.

He was now next to the largest black market in the Grass Country. Because of the special geographical location of the Grass Country and the inaction of the country, the black market industry had almost reached its peak.

Hinata Satoru naturally regarded this place as an object of training.

The underground black market, where the weak are preyed on by the strong, is a bloody place without rules.

Here, the big fist is the hard truth!

While completing the task of the Hokage, Hinata Satoru concealed his identity and honed himself in the black market. In just over a month, his strength had improved significantly and he earned the name of Silver-faced Shura.

"I didn't expect there are people who are not afraid of death!"

Hinata Satoru said with a slight disdain, his eyebrows slightly raised.

He sensed two figures approaching here quietly in the distance. If it was in other places, it might not be a big deal, but this is the black market, and it is too common for black to eat black.

He had just taken the bounty when someone followed him. He knew what the other party's purpose was.

His palm quickly passed over his face, and Hinata Satoru turned into the cold-blooded Shura before, quietly waiting for the other party to come.

...

"Hey, brother, are we really going to attack the silver-faced Shura?"

In the forest, the short man showed a hint of hesitation on his face, and tentatively spoke to the ninja in front.

"What are you afraid of?"

The tall and thin ninja in front turned around and scolded.

"You are useless! We are both jonin. If we join forces, why should we be afraid of him?"

The tall and thin ninja had a hideous scar on his face, running from his forehead to his chin, and his eyes were filled with greed.

He swallowed his saliva and said.

"He just exchanged more than 20 million taels, plus the weapon that can change its form, and the reward on the black market is 30 million taels. After completing this order, we can get more than 50 million taels. Why fight for our lives? The rest of our lives are happy enough."

Hearing such a huge number, the short ninja's face also showed greed, but there was still a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"But brother, his weapon is too weird, the form can be changed at will, and it appears and disappears mysteriously. We may not be his opponent."

"Don't worry, your brother has prepared me."

The tall and thin ninja lifted his shirt, revealing a piece of gray metal armor.

"This is a special chakra metal armor that can block almost all attacks from ninja tools. I, your elder brother, spent a lot of money to get it. Combined with my secret petrification technique, his attack can't break my defense at all!"

After saying that, the ninja took out a gray thin armor of the same style, showing a trace of pain, and handed it to the short ninja.

"This is made according to your size."

If Hinata Satoru heard their conversation just now, he would definitely call him a talent. Using metal to resist his attack, what kind of brain can come up with this innovation?

After the two were ready, they quietly approached the figure in front, and after calculating the distance.

They quickly formed seals with their hands and used ninjutsu almost at the same time.

"Earth escape! Earth rock wall!"

Accompanied by a vibration of the ground, a huge rock wall rose from the ground, wrapping Hinata Satoru and them together.

Looking at the calm Hinata Satoru, the tall and thin ninja narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Didn't you choose to escape at the first opportunity? It seems that this time, Silver-faced Shura will be eliminated from the black market."

"Secret technique! Petrification technique!"

The gray-white rock layer spread from the skin of the thin and tall ninja, gradually engulfing his entire body, leaving only a pair of eyes, greedily staring at Hinata Satoru opposite.

"I don't know who gave you the courage to attack me."

Hinata Satoru just waved his hand lightly, and the bodies of the two floated up uncontrollably, suspended in mid-air.

"What...what's going on? Isn't your ability the weapon that can change its form?"

The thin and tall ninja felt as if his body was held tightly by a big hand, and his face flushed as he struggled desperately, but it was of no use at all.

"You are talking about that."

Hinata Satoru raised a finger, and the silver metal swam to his fingertips like a little snake, stretching and thickening for a while, and transforming into various strange forms.

"I think you may be mistaken. This is not the source of my ability, but the manifestation of my ability."

Hinata Satoru shrugged and said helplessly.

In mid-air, the pupils of the tall and thin ninja suddenly shrank, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He suddenly realized that everyone's understanding of Silver-faced Shura was wrong, and it was quite wrong!