Chris Evans
After being slapped twice by Xia Yu, Trump lost most of his molars, and his wig fell to one side, revealing his bald patch.
For the president of a great nation to be reduced to such a state in his own office is a disgrace. Xia Yu shattered Trump's proudest point in the most direct way.
He stormed into the White House and immediately slapped Trump across the face twice. Trump didn't even have the courage to defend himself, especially after Hulk kept giving him those unfriendly glances.
The Scarlet Witch's energy amplified his anger and irrationality, rather than alleviating his fear, especially for President Trump, a businessman, who faced a military threat he had never encountered before.
The president, who has always been arrogant and overbearing, was like a kitten that had just arrived in a strange environment, hiding in a corner and trembling.
In a room not far from the Oval Office, where bodyguards rest, the vice president and Cabinet members are holding an emergency meeting.
The Avengers stormed the White House, and Xia Yu, using the same old trick, placed a large amount of weaponry in all the external passageways and windows.
Although they hadn't even considered whether Trump would die, they still had to take the usual emergency measures.
This stalemate can't go on forever; nobody knows what the Avengers are really thinking.
Once inside, nothing happened; there were no negotiating Congressman of parliament.
"How about we send someone in to negotiate? Something's happened at the White House, and a large number of National Guard and Secret Service will be here soon. We need to reach an agreement with them before they all arrive."
"Then let's choose someone to have a proper talk with them."
The Cabinet quickly reached a consensus on how to resolve the matter swiftly and effectively, and find a reasonable explanation for the public. As for Trump's life or death, no one cared about a president who was about to be ousted.
Inside the Oval Office, Xia Yu used the Life and Death Talisman, which President Trump hadn't used in a long time.
It wasn't that Xia Yu had forgotten about it; it was simply that Xia Yu current martial arts skills were sufficient for the current storyline, and the Life and Death Talisman couldn't be used by characters in the story, so Xia Yu hadn't used this insidious martial art for a long time.
But this time, President Trump hit the jackpot. After Xia Yu had just given him a taste of what it meant to wish he were dead, President Trump told him everything in detail.
This includes the story of helping his older sister cheat on exams when he was a child.
Of course, he also recounted in detail his collusion with Baron Strucker, the leader of Hydra.
A president of such stature actually colluded with Hydra for his own selfish reasons and to save face, and what happened afterward was so ugly and disgraceful.
Especially just now, she was clinging to Xia Yu's leg, begging for mercy, with snot and tears streaming down her face.
"How did this guy get elected president? He's a disgrace to our country." Captain America gave Trump a disgusted look.
Even Hulk spat on Trump to show his disdain.
"Captain, you should be glad he wasn't the president of your era, otherwise I believe even with a Hero like Captain America, we would still have lost the war," Hawkeye said with a shrug.
Even though everyone knew how unreliable this president was, no one expected him to be such an extreme character.
'Ta-da!'
Someone gently knocked on the Missile door a few times and shouted loudly:
"I am Kree Evans, a member of the President's Cabinet. I am here on behalf of the Cabinet to discuss the resolution of today's matter."
Xia Yu was startled and turned to look at Captain America. He hadn't expected Robert Downey Jr.. to appear, and now Chris Evans was here too.
The Captain turned to look at Xia Yu, his eyes filled with suspicion; "Is something wrong?"
Xia Yu smiled and shook his head. "Hulk, let him in. Move one of the Missiles by the door, not all of them, just that one. Okay, thank you, Hulk."
Chris Evans strode in, and Xia Yu looked at him curiously.
The Avengers here all look pretty much like they do in the movies. The Robert Downey Jr.. that Tony mentioned last time is completely different from the Hollywood actor who played Iron Man in his previous life.
However, although Chris Evans doesn't resemble the Captain at all, he is still quite handsome.
Around forty years old, his black suit perfectly showcased his fit and slender physique.
When he entered, he smiled and waved to Hulk, who had a fierce look in his eyes, without showing any fear or rudeness.
His composure and refinement alone earned him the favor of many.
Thor glanced at Trump, who was making a complete fool of himself on the ground, and then at Chris Evans, who had just entered.
He slowly moved over to Tony, bumped Tony's shoulder, and said, "I think he looks more like the president than the one on the ground. Forgive my bluntness, but the one on the ground is a disgrace to you all."
Tony shrugged. "I think Hulk looks more like the president than him, it's just that his skin color isn't ideal."
Chris Evans strode in, his eyes silently scanning the entire room. Xia Yu noticed that he didn't linger on President Trump for even a tenth of a second longer.
Without even a flicker of emotion in his eyes, he walked straight to the desk, pulled out a chair, and addressed the group:
"I wonder if any of you representing the Avengers would like to speak with me? We are very willing to resolve the attack this morning that the president ordered without my consent."
The group exchanged glances, and Tony shoved Xia Yu forward, saying that Xia Yu was the better one to spout nonsense.
Xia Yu walked to the president's seat and sat down, gesturing for Kree to sit down.
Chris Evans didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly, getting straight to the point:
"The president ordered this attack on you on his own initiative. To be honest, we are also very puzzled by this foolish behavior. Our entire Cabinet is willing to testify. So let's put it this way: President Trump's resignation is inevitable."
Suddenly, Trump on the ground began to struggle and started cursing incoherently.
'Smack!'
Xia Yu snapped his the Snap with his right hand.
Suddenly, Trump on the ground began to struggle violently, and the sound coming from his throat was like a scream that had suddenly stopped, making a gurgling sound.
His hands began to frantically search and grab all over his body, veins bulging on his neck, and saliva and snot dripping down his face and from the corners of his mouth, soaking a large area of the carpet.
Seeing that it was about time, Xia Yu snapped his the Snap again, and Trump on the ground slowly calmed down.
"If you make another sound out of line, I'll make you live in this pain for the rest of your life."
Xia Yu turned to look at Chris Evans and said with a smile:
"Please excuse my presumption. He is indeed no longer important, but after all, it was the President of the United States who attacked us. We can't just let it go with impeachment. What if it's someone else next time? Wouldn't we be driven crazy by this?"
"I completely understand your feelings, but this was indeed an order given by the president without his consent, and his resignation is an inevitable outcome."
Chris Evans looked up and stared directly at Xia Yu: "We are just a small Cabinet, and we cannot make any decisions on behalf of the government. Forgive my bluntness, Mr. Xia, but if you want to establish your authority, the downfall of a United States president would be enough."
Xia Yu smiled and shook his head, "Far from it, Mr. Evans. This concerns the safety of my family, and it's not enough for a foolish president to step down."
Xia Yu looked at the Avengers, then turned back to Chris Evans and continued:
"And there are some things that, like you, I can't decide."
"So, who is in charge?" Chris Evans asked curiously.
"It's them." Xia Yu pointed out the window.
Chris Evans looked outside, following Xia Yu's finger.
A circular beam of light, radiating seven colors, shot down from mid-air and swept across the perimeter of the White House.
The beam of light caused the ground soil and cement to churn, creating a ditch more than 20 meters wide and over 10 meters deep.
Judging from the way they're doing it, they're going to dig a trench to turn the White House into an isolated island.
Chris Evans's expression finally changed drastically.
The impact of the start of the school year is truly powerful; I immediately felt this book was doomed today, with far fewer readers. However, I still wish all readers academic success, and remember to come back and read during the holidays.