"Go quickly!"
"What are you waiting for? Hit the nail on the head!"
"Steve, come on!"
The Avengers kept pushing him.
Steve suddenly got a headache. They were all watching him with joyful expressions.
He was only a dozen feet away!
Steve staggered!
Tony trembled as he rejoined the Avengers.
"Good luck for you!" Thor gave him a thumbs up, but his expression was unusually mean.
Steve finally reached Chu Mo, who was holding a phone right in front of his face.
Steve felt very uncomfortable. He was scared, remembering Tony's earlier experience.
"Huh!" Steve took a long breath.
"Let's get started!" Chu Mo said, looking at him differently. "Not bad. Your mental strength is impressive."
"Let me ask the great Captain America: if Peggy Carter ate my big sausage, would you be angry?"
Steve's face immediately darkened.
"Isn't that an insult?" exclaimed the Avengers.
"Oh, crap, he started with a bomb!"
"How cruel!"
"This isn't an interview, he's just satisfying his bad taste!"
Steve didn't know how to respond. It was blatant humiliation! Who could stand this?
"Uh... I don't know," Steve muttered, squatting on the ground with his head in his hands.
He wanted to beat Chu Mo to death, but reason told him to stay calm.
"Tolerate! Tolerate!"
"Stop it!" Tony said, watching Captain America's suffering with a hint of pleasure.
His comrades could do nothing to help him, sharing the pressure they should not have to bear.
"Alas! Your mental strength still isn't good enough. Bad evaluation!" Chu Mo rolled his eyes.
"Alright, the second question!"
"May I ask how you have dealt with physiological problems over the years?"
The Avengers immediately became alert, their necks craning to listen. Chu Mo was asking the questions they all wanted to know.
Captain America's mental state collapsed completely. Compared to the first question, this one was even more difficult.
"You have to tell the truth. You don't want your comrades to die of shock, do you? Mr. Steve?" Chu Mo continued, step by step.
Captain America glanced back at his comrades. Their faces showed that they were eager to hear the answer.
"Damn! Everyone's going to be interviewed anyway, so I might as well go all out!" Steve thought.
Steve took a deep breath. "I'm a super soldier. I have a very strong physique. If I do it myself, I do it once a day. One day at a time!"
"Ha!"
"This guy is just bragging!" Thor exclaimed.
"I don't believe him! If you asked him to prove it live, I would seriously believe that he is telling the truth!" Thor added skeptically.
"Okay! Next question," Chu Mo said slowly.
"More?" Steve shouted in despair.
A few minutes later, Steve returned to his team, defeated. Chu Mo had asked several more questions, each more pointed than the last.
It was Steve's greatest social death moment.
"Next, Thor!" Chu Mo shouted.
This time, Thor was fully prepared. He had already decided that no matter what Chu Mo asked, he would answer truthfully. It couldn't be worse than what Steve had been through!
"Come on, you can ask me anything!" Thor said, his face full of confidence.
"Excited?" Chu Mo thought for a moment, then asked, "Great God of Thunder, please tell us how you really feel about losing Mjolnir. You have five minutes."
"Huh?"
The question caught Thor off guard.
"It hurts so much!" Thor's eyes watered. The hammer was more important to him than his girlfriend. He had once smeared the essence of love on it! { T/N - 😶😶😐 }
He couldn't put into words what it felt like to lose Mjolnir. He hated and feared the man before him.
"Speak!" Chu Mo commanded.
"Woohoo, I want to go home and see my mother!" Thor's mentality collapsed completely.
"You were so arrogant before, and now look at you! You don't even know your own limits!" Chu Mo said with disdain.
"Take him away! Next, Natasha!" Chu Mo shouted.
Steve and Tony took Thor away.
Natasha was now very nervous. She wasn't just afraid of Chu Mo's strength, she was afraid of the questions he would ask - those deeply embarrassing questions that crushed her heart.
Chu Mo looked at Natasha, studying her perfect figure and large, expressive eyes.
"Too bad she's the Avengers' bus," Chu Mo thought to himself.
He grabbed her chin and lifted her face to look into her eyes.
"You are very good. I hope the next time I see you, you'll be wearing black stockings," Chu Mo said with a grin.
Natasha understood what he meant right away. A strange light flashed in her eyes.
"Ah!" Hulk suddenly roared. He was furious - Natasha was his!
Chu Mo glanced at the angry Hulk, a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Hulk, if you take another step, you'll see your guts on the ground."
Even though Hulk wasn't the brightest, he understood Chu Mo's simple words. He felt a cold breeze blow past his buttocks, and instantly his anger subsided.
His massive body shrank and returned to Bruce Banner's form. Hulk was terrified.
"Hulk retreated?"
"What just happened?"
"Too cruel!"
Hulk, now Bruce again, was completely confused.
He looked around at his comrades.
"What's going on? Did we capture a Hydra base? Why do you all look so depressed?"
The Avengers rolled their eyes but remained silent.
"Next, Dr. Banner!" Chu Mo called out.
Bruce looked up to see the same man standing across from him. His heart filled with fear.
After a few minutes, Bruce finally understood why his teammates were so oppressed.
"Next, Hawkeye!"
The Avengers all lowered their heads, avoiding eye contact. Every question Chu Mo had asked them been aimed at their weakest points, and he had recorded it all.
"Good, thank you all for your cooperation!" Chu Mo bowed in mock gratitude.
"The interview is over. Now, the next step! Let's make a simple promotional video!"
"What promotional video?" Stark asked in disbelief.
"Is this the end?
"isn't it enough? This guy's gone too far!" muttered one of the Avengers.
"Or I'll kill him!" added another.
"Calm down, guys. What a joke!" someone grumbled.
Despite their discontent, no one dared say it out loud.
"Come on! Everyone, line up! Deliver your strongest attack and shout a slogan!" Chu Mo instructed.
"What slogan?" Stark asked.
"A slogan means propaganda, you know!" Chu Mo grinned maliciously.
"Tony, your slogan will be 'Batman, I'm coming for you!'"
"Captain America, yours is, 'Aquaman, await the wrath of the Avengers!'"
"Natasha, yours is, 'Wonder Woman, let's do the threesome together!'"
"Hulk!" Chu Mo shouted, but Bruce, still confused, didn't respond.
"Ugh, what a waste of time!" Chu Mo sighed, appearing next to Bruce in an instant and punched him in the face.
"Bang!"
The Hulk reappeared in a fury and looked around angrily.
However, when he saw Chu Mo, his eyes filled with fear. He forced himself to calm down and smiled.
"Brother, what do you want from me?" Hulk asked, sitting up straight like an obedient child.