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

But Mark doesn't mind doing some good deeds as long as it doesn't endanger his own safety.

The van was going very fast, reaching speeds of around 180 kilometers per hour.

But Mark is faster!

Five minutes later, Mark was already blocking the way in front of the van.

He stretched out his hands and placed them on the front of the van, unleashing a powerful burst of strength!

"boom!"

The van, which had been speeding along, suddenly slowed down and pushed Mark forward for several dozen meters before coming to a stop.

"squeak……"

The screeching sound of tires carrying far in the quiet night.

Mark's sneakers were completely worn out, leaving a deep scratch on the asphalt with his bare feet.

This was something Mark did intentionally.

If he were to unleash his full power, he could bring this van to an instant stop.

However, if this is done, it's uncertain whether the innocent person who was kidnapped in the car will survive.

"Damn it, what happened?!"

"How do you drive, you little brat!"

"..."

At this moment, everyone on the bus was thrown into chaos.

They thought there had been a car accident, and they started yelling and cursing at the driver.

Chapter 88 Rescue

When they came to their senses, they realized that there were no other vehicles around them that had been hit, only Mark standing in front of the car.

The people inside the car sensed something was wrong and immediately got out.

One of the burly men, with a scar on his face and tattooed arms, glared at Mark and demanded, "Where did you come from, you little brat? Did you see what just happened?"

The other four men beside him also had fierce eyes and bulging weapons at their waists; they were clearly not good people.

Mark, too lazy to waste words with them, kicked the burly man.

Although his feet had just left a deep mark on the asphalt road, his feet were still clean and there were no visible injuries.

"boom!"

Before the burly man could react, Mark kicked him dozens of meters away.

He crashed heavily into the field beside the road and lay motionless on the ground.

"Monster! This kid is a monster too!"

Upon seeing this, the remaining four were immediately shocked.

"Bang bang bang..."

They quickly drew their pistols and began firing at Mark.

Mark's clothes were instantly riddled with holes, but there was no visible injury on his body.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

One by one, deformed bullets fell from Mark's body, hitting the ground with a thud.

The four men who were firing their guns looked at Mark with increasing fear.

They had seen other monsters with superhuman strength, but this was the first time they had ever seen someone like Mark who could ignore bullets!

"Bang bang bang!"

Mark quickly threw a punch at the four people opposite him.

He was so fast that the four men who were firing their guns only saw a blur before they were all sent flying.

They flew to a height of more than ten meters before crashing heavily onto the asphalt ground, struggling for a moment before falling still.

Mark didn't look at them again, walked to the van next to him, and opened the door.

In the back seat of the car, a fair-skinned girl who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old was lying down.

Her hands and feet were tightly bound, and her mouth was taped shut. She was looking at Mark with a terrified expression.

Mark stepped forward and removed the duct tape from her mouth. Just as he was about to break the ropes binding her, the girl struggled to back away, screaming in terror, "Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

"Ok?"

Mark had a question mark on his forehead, wondering if the girl had been traumatized and gone crazy.

I was trying to save her, so why was she so afraid of me?

And who are these "you" she's referring to? There's clearly only one living person around here right now.

"wrong!"

Mark stared into the girl's eyes and realized that she wasn't looking at him, but at someone to his side and behind.

He turned his head and found that there was nothing there, and no one else was there.

Mark assumed the girl had mental problems.

He shook his head and ignored it, then went straight forward and snapped the steel cables binding the girl's wrists and legs, preparing to turn and leave.

"wait wait wait!"

But at that moment, the girl climbed out of the car and called out to him.

Her eyes still held a trace of fear as she looked in Mark's direction, but she kept saying thank you, "Th-thank you for saving me..."

Mark glanced at the girl with surprise, sensing that her behavior was somewhat strange.

But he still shook his head and said, "You're welcome. I was just doing it on a whim."

Just as Mark was about to leave, the girl spoke again: "I saw it! The people you just killed, they were right behind you, following you the whole time!"

"You can see spirits?"

Mark looked at the girl in surprise, and then he understood why she had been looking at him with such fear.

Spirits exist in the Marvel universe.

However, most spirits cannot affect reality at all, and ordinary people cannot see them. In fact, they are no different from not existing.

"Yes, after I turned sixteen last month, I suddenly started seeing the ghosts of people after they died."

The girl looked at Mark and said, "You'd better go to a temple and find a high-ranking monk to help you pass on to the afterlife. They all carry dark energy, and I feel that having them around will be very bad for your health."

The girl was clearly worried that Mark wouldn't believe her, which is why she told him her biggest secret.

"It's alright, these spirits can't do anything to me."

Mark, however, didn't care.

These spirits can only affect some ordinary people at most, but they cannot affect him.

However, he felt a greater sense of goodwill towards this grateful girl.

Mark found a intact cell phone on the body on the ground and handed it to the girl: "You can call your parents and have them come pick you up."

"I... no longer have parents."

The girl took the phone, glanced behind her, and a look of sadness appeared in her eyes.

Behind her stood a middle-aged couple whom only she could see, looking at her with loving expressions.

"Do you have any other relatives? Or you can call the police, and they will take you home when they arrive!"

Mark suggested.

“I have no other relatives, and the people who kidnapped me are very powerful. I overheard them saying in the car that they also have people in the police station…”

The girl lowered her head helplessly, seemingly sinking into despair.

She was just an ordinary high school girl, and she had no idea how to cope with such a sudden change.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Mark also showed a troubled expression.

In the past, he could have simply walked away, since he had already saved the person and what happened to them afterward was none of his business.

But the girl's kind reminder made Mark reluctant to leave her behind.

He looked at the girl and asked, "Do you know why they arrested you?"

“I heard them say that a sorcerer hired them to capture me, but they don’t know the specific reason.”

The girl then told Mark the whole story in detail.

The girl's name is Lina. She was originally just an ordinary high school student with parents who loved her very much.

But tonight, those same people broke into her home, killed her parents, and forcibly tied her to a car.

"It seems that the so-called mage is a practitioner who has cultivated evil magic. He only targeted Lina because he discovered her special talent."

Mark understood what had happened.

In Southeast Asia, there are countless people who practice various evil arts.

Although most of them are not very strong, their methods are quite bizarre.

“If you have nowhere to go, I can take you away from here to the Federation.”

Mark looked at Lina and said.

He guessed that Lina might also be a mutant, and even if she wasn't, her ability to see spirits was very rare.

Mark took her away, both to save her life and to recruit a special talent for himself.

Chapter 89 Lina's Abilities

"Are you really willing to take me with you?"

Lina looked at Mark in disbelief.

She was at her wit's end when Mark was willing to lend a helping hand again.

"Well, since I saved you this time, you'll have to work for me from now on."

Mark smiled and nodded.

He certainly didn't save people for nothing; it's better to say things out in advance.

"I'll do anything you ask, just take me away!"

Lina agreed without hesitation.

Although this was their first meeting, Lina knew that Mark meant her no harm.

What she didn't tell Mark was that she could see not only the spirits of the dead, but also the spirits of the living.

Furthermore, one can judge a person's goodness or evil by the color of the light emitted by the spirit.

For example, the five people Mark had just killed who were following him all the time had grotesque and terrifying spirits that emitted a blood-red light representing extreme evil.

Mark's spirit was inside his body. Lina couldn't see the whole thing, but she could see the pale white aura emanating from the spirit.

This means that Mark is in a neutral, slightly benevolent camp and has no ill intentions towards her.

That's why Lina trusted Mark so much, and even told him her secret of being able to see spirits.

Mark, unaware of Lina's thoughts, said after seeing her agree, "In that case, come back to the hotel with me tonight, and I'll take you to the Federal Embassy to apply for a visa tomorrow."

As he spoke, Mark began cleaning up the scene.

He grabbed the bumper of the van next to him with both hands, lifted the entire van horizontally, walked to the side of the road, and threw it into the deep ditch.

He did the same to the four corpses on the road, throwing them one by one into the ditch.

How can you be so strong?

Lina, who was standing nearby, was stunned.