Reborn in Marvel, I am Iron Man's son?

The other gang members were so frightened that they scrambled for cover.

They couldn't understand why they had suddenly encountered a sniper when they had only come to deal with an elderly couple.

"Bang bang bang!"

Unable to locate the sniper in the darkness, they could only fire wildly in the direction of the gunfire.

"Sean, Hans, you two go around to their backs from the 9 o'clock position and attack!"

Michael monitored the gang members' movements via drone while issuing orders to his bodyguards.

"Yes, boss!"

Upon receiving the order, the two bodyguards quickly moved behind the gang members.

"Da da da, da da da..."

The two men simultaneously pulled the triggers and began firing.

"Ah! Ah!"

These gang members, who were trying to evade snipers, were unexpectedly attacked from behind and suffered heavy losses instantly.

Four people died on the spot, and two were seriously injured.

The remaining three gang members, disregarding their mission, scrambled over the wall in an attempt to escape.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two sniper shots rang out, and two gang members who were climbing the wall were shot in the back, their bodies hanging from the railing.

When the last gang member scaled the wall, he was met with the menacing sight of a gun barrel: "Don't move!"

Finally, the bodyguard stood guard outside to prevent any escapees from getting away.

People in the federal government are very sensitive to gunfire, and the intense gunfight at the Weston house woke up everyone in the entire neighborhood.

"What's going on! Where is that shooting coming from?"

"Something's happened! Call the police right away!"

"..."

Some people panicked, while others hurriedly called the police.

Rosalie, who was originally asleep, was naturally awakened.

She hurriedly put on her pajamas and quickly found Mark after coming out.

"Mark, what's going on? It sounds like something happened at the Weston's place?"

She hurriedly and anxiously inquired.

“It was the Iron Blood Gang who came to cause trouble for Mrs. Weston’s family. I sent Michael and the others to help. The Iron Blood Gang members should have been dealt with by now.”

Mark told Rosalie what had happened.

"It's good that Mrs. Weston and her family are alright."

Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that the matter had been resolved.

"Woo-wah-woo-wah-"

Just then, the piercing sound of police sirens rang out, approaching the Clem neighborhood.

To avoid a conflict with the police due to a misunderstanding, Michael immediately withdrew his bodyguards from outside.

Only the bodyguard named Roosevelt and the gang members he had captured remained, waiting to negotiate with the police.

"Don't move! Police!"

"Hands up!"

"..."

Seven or eight police cars pulled up in front of Weston’s house, and dozens of police officers rushed out, pointing their guns at Roosevelt and the gang members beside him.

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Magical Girl Returns

Rosfeld, who was experienced in dealing with the police, immediately raised his hands high to indicate that he posed no threat.

After he and the gang members next to him were taken into custody by the police, he quickly explained the situation in a few words.

“I am Rosef, the bodyguard of Ms. Payne next door. When we discovered that these armed thugs had broken into the Weston’s house, my colleagues and I came to provide assistance on the orders of our employer.”

When the Westons saw the police arrive, they also came out of the house trembling with fear.

The police questioned the two men again to confirm that Rosef's statement was true.

Then a policeman took Roseff to Mark's house and found Rosalie for further questioning.

Rosalie explained the situation and also handed over the police the video footage taken by the drone showing gang members breaking into Weston's house at gunpoint.

Finally, the police collected all the bodies, put the arrested gang members into police cars, and left.

Michael, representing the bodyguards, also went to the police station in the police car to cooperate with the follow-up investigation.

"Ah~~"

After the police left, Rosalie couldn't help but yawn.

Since the release of "Dreamland Children's Paradise", Rosalie's popularity has soared, and she has been receiving a constant stream of film offers, keeping her extremely busy.

She was exhausted from being disturbed while sleeping earlier.

"Okay, Mom, it's alright now. Go to sleep!"

Mark reassured her.

"Okay, Mark, you should go to bed early too!"

Rosalie nodded sleepily, turned around and went back to her room to catch up on her sleep.

At this moment, Mark did not feel sleepy.

As his super brain level continued to rise, he found that he needed less and less sleep.

Back in the bedroom, Mark ordered Alice to send out drones to scout the surroundings and see if there were any other hidden dangers.

Just then, the drone captured a scene that caught Mark's attention.

Just after the police car sped past, a window of a supermarket in the next block suddenly opened, and a figure emerged from inside.

"Turns out he was just a petty thief."

Noticing that the other person was carrying large bags of food and other items, Mark shook his head slightly and decided not to pay any more attention.

He wasn't particularly strong in his sense of justice and wouldn't report these people who were simply stealing from supermarkets for food to the police.

"Hey, this is..."

However, when the drone zoomed in on the thief, Mark recognized him.

The other person was the Chinese-American girl he had met in Hollywood before, the one who performed magic on the street.

After Mark's drone was destroyed by the enemy, he completely lost track of them. He never expected to run into her again.

"Alice..."

Mark originally wanted Alice to bring the drone closer so he could communicate directly with the girl through the drone and express his intention to recruit her.

But seeing the girl looking around warily as she walked down the street, Mark decided to abandon the plan.

Given the other party's vigilance, he worried that if he brought the drone close, it would be destroyed before he could even speak.

"I'd better go there myself and talk to them face-to-face!"

Mark made a quick decision and got up to leave the bedroom.

His current appearance as a six-year-old child is very deceptive; I believe that once the other party sees him, their guard will be lowered considerably.

"Michael, send two men with me on this trip."

Mark was very concerned about his safety; he not only brought weapons but also had two armed bodyguards follow him discreetly.

Following the drone footage of the enemy's evacuation route, Mark quickly blocked their escape route.

The girl was clearly taken aback when she saw Mark suddenly appear in front of her.

It does seem strange for a small child to be out on the street late at night.

She initially intended to let Mark go and continue on her way, but after a slight hesitation, she reminded him, "Little boy, it's very late now, and it's not safe outside. You should go home quickly!"

Mark was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected this girl to be so kind.

Even when she herself was struggling to make ends meet, she would still remind a stranger on the street.

"Are you a mutant?"

Mark's words made the girl stop in her tracks as she was about to leave.

"Who are you!"

Her eyes instantly sharpened, and sparks seemed to flicker between her fingertips.

She felt a little relieved after seeing that Mark was the only child nearby, but she was still prepared to run away at any time.

"You destroyed one of my drones before."

Mark reminded me.

"So that drone was yours!"

The girl initially felt guilty for being caught, but quickly hardened her tone: "This isn't my fault, it's your fault for sending a drone to follow me!"

"Don't worry, you don't need to pay for it."

Mark waved his hand and stated his purpose: "I just think you're quite capable and want to hire you to work for me. What do you think?"

"You're hiring me?"

The girl looked at Mark, who was barely up to her chest, with amusement, seemingly not believing him at all.

"$1 a month, including room and board, I can pay you a month's salary in advance."

Mark took a wad of cash from his pocket and handed it over.

This was prepared before he came, with the aim of winning over the girl in front of him.

Judging from her previous behavior of performing magic tricks on the street and breaking into supermarkets to steal food, she must be living in poverty.

"Uh……"

Upon seeing the thick stack of banknotes in front of her, the girl froze on the spot.

She never expected that Mark, such a little kid, could actually come up with so much money; she even had the urge to grab it and run.

"So, how about it, do you want to do something for me?"

Mark smiled and waved the banknotes in his hand, asking a question.

In the Federation, the idea that money is everything is deeply ingrained, and this young girl was clearly no exception.

But she quickly thought of the horrific deaths of her parents and the assassins who had been secretly hunting her down all these years.

The girl finally shook her head, stopped looking at the banknotes in Mark's hand, and turned to leave.

Mark noticed that in addition to the food, the girl also had a teddy bear that was not something a girl her age would normally play with.

"You're living in the sewers now, aren't you? They're full of all sorts of bacteria and viruses, which are really bad for children. The younger the child, the more susceptible they are to illness..."

Mark spoke up to remind him.

If the other party still doesn't agree to his employment, he won't force it.

While the girl's abilities have some value, there are too many people with superpowers in the Marvel universe, and Mark can simply continue to find and hire others to work for him.

What do you want me to do for you?

Seemingly finally moved by Mark's last words, the girl stopped and looked at him to ask a question.

"Your abilities are still weak right now, so you can't help me for the time being. You can just develop your own abilities while doing some odd jobs for me."

"You said you'd provide room and board, when can I move in?"

"Anytime is fine!"