This point guard is great

Chapter 13 If You Beat Him, Add Me

The temporarily selected No. 1 was shining brightly. Mahon didn't pass the ball this time, but directly dribbled into the already empty inside of the Mavericks!
Ma Hong's entry this time made Nelson, who had been sitting on the Diaoyutai for the Mavericks from the beginning to the end, be frightened to stand up.

Although it was written in the data that Ma Hong did not have the ability to score independently, but that was only a relatively lack of offensive ability, and he was not disabled. In such a situation where the inside line is empty, who knows if he can hit it!
"You pass the ball!" This is Watson, and he is still persistent.

"Come on!" This is Kevin Ollie.

"I'm sure I read him right!" This is Coach Wright, and his conscience has returned to where it should be.

At this moment, Ma Hong has forgotten both things and me, and only sees Peja and the basket in front of him.

Ma Hong's impact was so strong that Nelson Jr. sitting off the court couldn't sit still, not to mention the inexperienced Peja. Seeing that Ma Hong was about to shoot at the buzzer, Peja roared and rushed out to slap Ma Hong.

Peja has committed fouls many times. Don’t be surprised. This is the case with insiders these days. If you haven’t committed any crimes, you are definitely embarrassed to call yourself a defensive insider, let alone Peja. Generally speaking, those who play about 50 games a year will intentionally foul a few times, but they are not so vicious.

At the critical moment, Peja absolutely showed no mercy. He really rushed to injure Mahon so that he couldn't make a free throw.

Because at this time, Ma Hong can kill the Mavericks with one goal, and there is no chance. Although I am a little sorry for this short man, I can only be sorry!
Peja has offended many people. Some of their eyes were stunned, some were frightened, and some were angry. But today, he saw a scene that he will never forget in his life.

Facing Peja who descended from the sky, Ma Hong smiled sincerely: "Thank you, big man!"

Peja slapped Ma Hong to the floor, and the referee decisively blew the whistle. At this moment, Ma Hong had already thrown the ball with his wrist.

The quiet stadium is waiting for the referee's decision, but it doesn't matter anymore, because everyone knows the result.

Peja thugs fouled, Mahon got 2 free throws.

Kevin Ollie stepped forward and pulled Mahon up: "You are too messy."

"But we won." With that, Ma Hong took a breath.

The skill effect is good, Mahon just feels a little tingling on the back of his hand, free throws will definitely not be affected, and this gift from Kwame Brown is unexpectedly powerful.

When Mahon stood at the free throw line, Peja was still dumbfounded, and the Mavericks' Charlie Bell was more interesting.

Standing beside Ma Hong, this guy kept muttering: "Don't come in, don't come in, don't come in."

However, Charlie Bell's thinking is beautiful, but the reality is very embarrassing. Mahon's free throw percentage was 2% at the lowest level in the two years of high school, and 83% at the peak!

With two free throws and two free throws, Ma Hong completely killed the Mavericks.

After the free throw was over, the Mavericks threw the ball outside the field. Courtney made a three-pointer from a super long distance. When the whistle blew for the final game, Mahon smiled and gave the Mavericks players a gentleman's salute, which made the group speechless.

"Zhi, can I beat you, a fellow countryman?" Charlie Bell was especially angry. He felt that Ma Hong's action was just for him.

I almost want to cry now: "If you really want to fight, bring me one."

The Mavericks' mentality is fairly stable. Although losing is uncomfortable, it would be too difficult for them to win. Only Peja secretly looked at Mahon as if he was looking at a monster. How could there be such a terrible person who faced him?

He can be regarded as a Garnett who can't do anything. Peja has created a fierce image for himself, just to add points to the defense.

This time, Peja genuinely felt that Ma Hong might have deliberately lured him into fouling. Thinking about the coach's explanation before the game, maybe this guy couldn't make a shot at all, and he would have a chance to win only if he pulled himself to foul...Whether it's true or not, who knows now.

The only thing that is certain is the Bulls' current victory.

"You should pass the ball!"

Although the Bulls won the game, they couldn't say they were laughing. Only Kevin Ollie was happier, and the others were all secretly happy. Asked them to hug Mahon, they refused, especially Watson, whose smile is uglier than crying now.

After the game, Watson pulled Mahon past him, and the two walked aside to talk in low voices.

Facing Watson, Mahon shrugged: "There are two blockers in front of you, and I can't pass in."

"You fart, although there are two people separated, my position is better. If you want to pass the ball, you must be able to pass it!" Or how to put it, your friends may not know you, but your opponent must be the person who knows you best!

You can really trust me.

That being the case, Ma Hong simply stopped pretending: "It seems a bit of a pity, after all, you are about to score 40 points. For these 40 points, you have worked hard. First, you cheated on Kevin's statistics, then cleared Toniro off the field, and then sent 4 points on purpose, just to prolong the game and make the statistics higher, so that one family dominates. But unfortunately, you are still a little bit short. I am going to play the last goal by myself, but so what, good statistics, I love it too."

"You!" Watson began to sweat a little.

This short man is not tall, but his mind is really flexible. Mahon did not miss a single thing in Watson's careful thinking, let alone a single one. Maybe Coach Wright didn't notice it, but Mahon missed everything.

Taking a deep breath, Watson kept telling himself that it is better to untangle an enemy than to tie it.

Ma Hong is indeed capable, and unlike an all-around combo guard like Kevin Ollie, he only has the ability to pass and control, not a brilliant type.

"Brother, this time I admit defeat, I will give you the limelight. We will play together in the future and cooperate well. I will enter the NBA to get a contract. I will definitely say good things and bring you along."

Ma Hong heheed twice.

Although Watson didn't understand the meaning of "hehe", it didn't prevent him from understanding the maliciousness in it, and he gritted his teeth: "You help me score points, I will give you assists, and there are interviews, I will definitely show you on camera. You are already famous, but you were just tricked by others. As long as we cooperate, you still have a chance to enter the NBA."

Ma Hong remained unmoved.

"What are you going to do!" Watson was also anxious.

Pulling away Watson's hand holding his shoulder, Mahon's eyes were cold: "I want you to play well, as long as you play well and obey the tactical arrangement, I don't care what you get!"

(End of this chapter)