You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 125 Fast-paced

"When will you understand that you are really strong when you are strong, and you can never decide the game by relying on your teammates."

Seeing that Mo Mengchen wanted to play tactics again, Hardaway came up and poured cold water on him.

"It's really not convincing to say that to you who is on Shaq's back."

After speaking, Mo Mengchen suddenly took Michael Curry's hand and took away Curry's defender by the way.When encountering a pick-and-roll, Hardaway was confused again. He didn't keep up with Mo Mengchen, and he didn't go to guard Curry.

Mo Mengchen made a pass back. He was also called Curry. He also had good shooting skills. He faced the basket and scored a three-pointer.

After the ball was scored, Mo Mengchen ran back and said to Hardaway by the way: "So, I'm just learning from you, because this is what you like to do the most."

Hardaway doesn't think it's a shame to admit that he is worse than O'Neal, because everyone knows that the latter is likely to be the overlord after Jordan retires.

What is there to be ashamed of being headed by such a person?
Hardaway dared to say this sentence in front of other people, but in front of Mo Mengchen, he said against his will: "Shaq and I are helping each other."

"Really?" Mo Mengchen pointed outside the paint area.

His disbelief hurt Hardaway again. The latter broke through at the start, and Mo Mengchen retreated steadily, still unstoppable, but this time, he won't succeed so easily.

Hardaway dribbles straight into the Pistons' hinterland, and he wants to end the attack with a tough dunk.

According to Mo Mengchen's instructions, Ratliff rushed to ambush near the paint area early. Here, he can jump up to block shots at the right time, and will never let Hardaway succeed.

Penny flew into the air and was about to dunk the ball when he saw a vicious black man jumping up. He roared and slapped his palm hard, hitting the ball in his hand directly.

"Can you do without teammates, buddy?"

The mocking voice rang in his ears, and the most violent anger in his life was ignited in Hardaway's heart, and he chased after him fiercely.

His speed was extremely fast, and he caught up with Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen stuck to his body and jumped together. In the air, his center of gravity was destroyed by Hadaway.Or maybe his core strength is too poor. In short, Hardaway just bumped him, and he staggered, as if he was hit by a truck.

Even in the away game, the referee felt that Hardaway's actions were too "intense", and it was unbearable to go on like this. They could only call fouls, and they couldn't bully people like this at home.

Hearing the whistle, Hardaway's mind went blank.

This is the first time Mo Mengchen feels the convenience of being "soft as boneless". In this case, he didn't know what to do before, but now, he not only adjusted his body to a comfortable state, but also You can also control your touch.

This is a complete manifestation of coordination and balance. Mo Mengchen grabbed the ball with his left hand and threw it into the air.

bang!

"Uuuuuuuuuu~~~~!"

The Magic fans at the scene watched the ball in disbelief, and they were stunned.

Could it be that Penny's foul wasn't vicious enough?
What's happening here?
Lying on the ground, Mo Mengchen looked at Penny, who was also in disbelief, and said, "If you are willing to pull me up, I will be very grateful."

"You bastard!"

Penny stepped forward and held out his hand.

Molesting Penny has become a great joy of playing against the Magic. Although sometimes molesting too much will lead to his thunderous revenge, but if you want to play snakes, you have to risk being bitten by a snake one day, and so do other snakes Temperament is not.

"Mo, is it okay?"

The injuries that Mo Mengchen had suffered made people think that he was like a glass bead, which would shatter when he touched it. Every time he fell to the ground, his teammates would ask him again.

"I'm OK."

Before hitting the free throw line, Mo Mengchen had a small meeting with his teammates.

"Don, move more aggressively, I need you to disrupt their defense."

"But that would mess up our own tactics."

"will not."

Mo Mengchen told him affirmatively, dispelling Rhett's doubts, and then said: "Pence has a problem with his mentality, I want to make this problem worse, and I need your help."

"Don't worry, as long as there is a chance, I will hang him." Curry laughed.

Finally, under the urging of the referee, Mo Mengchen went to execute the free throw.

"Shh!"

33 is better than 29
Calm down, I must be calm.

Hardaway kept telling himself in his heart.

However, the person defending Hardaway is not Mo Mengchen, but Michael Curry.

This was also a temporary decision, because Mo Mengchen was passed by Hardaway every time, and it was not meaningful to continue to match up.

Curry's defense is much rougher than Mo Mengchen's. He will take the initiative to find a confrontation, and will try his best to drive Hardaway to a bad position.

In normal times, Hardaway is not afraid of such a defense, and now he cannot make the right decision.

Grant stuck his opponent in the low post and raised his hand for the ball.

Hardaway stopped the position and threw the ball.

Grant can not only shoot in the high post, but also play back in the low post, and his first-hand support is also good. As Rodman's predecessor, he did his best by Jordan's side and made great contributions to the first three consecutive championships. Now facing the Pistons Double-teaming, his distribution is extremely fast.

Anthony Bowie cut in for a layup, and Grant got the ball. The former just started, but Ratliff caught up and sent the hot pot.

"Theo Ratliff's third block!"

"Is this young man going to treat everyone on the Magic team to hot pot?"

Mo Mengchen picked up the floor ball, he saw Reid in the distance, sent a long pass, Reid dunked and scored.

35 is better than 29
The form changed suddenly, the Pistons scored consecutively, but the Magic fell into a scoring drought.

Brian Hill couldn't sit on the field of view and the situation continued to deteriorate. He called a timeout and asked the players to come down to adjust and make substitutions by the way.

"Shaq, go up and finish them off!" Old Hill said.

Hardaway bowed his head in self-blame. He should have carried the team when O'Neal was off the court, but because of cranky thinking, he missed consecutively on the offensive end.

"Man, I want you to know I'm on your side," O'Neal told him.

Hardaway exhaled and said: "Shaq, go ask for a seat, I will give you the ball, destroy them!"

O'Neal laughed like a devil: "I will!"

In the third minute of the second quarter, O'Neal played.

Mo Mengchen was very surprised. He thought that O'Neal would rest for a longer time. The trouble was that neither Mills nor Ratliff had shot yet.

Mo Mengchen originally wanted to play for them, but there were too many counterattacks just now, and there was no chance for them to try their hand.

"Let me do it."

Ratliff's fear of O'Neill is visible to the naked eye, and Mills doesn't want to hand him this heavy responsibility.

Therefore, he stood up and said so.

Ratliff nodded gratefully.

Mo Mengchen saw this scene in his eyes, but did not open his mouth to express his opinion.

O'Neal in the low post is unstoppable, Mills is equivalent to facing a monster twice his size, and the only hope is that Ratliff will come to help defend in time.

Ratliff forgot his duty, and he didn't double-team Mills on Shaquille O'Neal, which also made the Shaq's crazy goal.

O'Neal bulldozed his way into the restricted area, and then completed an inhumane death button over Mills' head.

When he landed, he slammed into Mills and shouted: "You didn't defend at all!"

"What were you doing just now?"

Mo Mengchen asked Ratliff.

Ratliff looked away, not daring to fight against Mo Mengchen: "I'm defending Horace"

"Tell me, is it more important to defend that guy with glasses, or to prevent O'Neal from blowing up our penalty area? Are you defending Horace? You're just scared, you're scared out of your wits by O'Neal!" Mo Mengchen shouted .

"Forget it, Mo." Mills said.

Mo Mengchen threw the ball to Mills, and finally said to Ratliff: "If you don't grow, get out."

Mills sent the ball to Mo Mengchen: "You will hurt his self-esteem."

"How important is his self-esteem compared to the game?"

Mo Mengchen yelled at Ratliff in the backcourt, but in the frontcourt, he still called Ratliff for a pick-and-roll.

Ratliff didn't dare to disobey, he stepped forward and made a solid pick-and-roll, turned around and went down, Mo Mengchen slammed to the past, and he dunked.

"Damn it, another pick and roll!"

Hardaway found that every time Mo Mengchen hit him, he either used a pick-and-roll or a cover. In his impression, the opponent didn't score a single goal by relying on his personal ability.

Even the pursuit of reasonableness must have a limit, right?What can a guy like this do without his teammates?Is it reliable at critical moments?

O'Neal sprinted low again.

"Give me the ball!"

O'Neal yelled.

Mo Mengchen looked back, he just wanted to know if Ratliff dared to step forward.

Mills can't stop O'Neal, and Ratliff is the player with the best ability to protect the rim in the Pistons. If he doesn't dare to play, the game will be over.

This time, O'Neill broke through thousands of troops and flew Mills away.

For anyone to be able to see such a scene up close is shocking, like a car colliding with a bicycle, and the bicycle is smashed.

Mills was knocked to the ground, O'Neal turned around, roared, and was about to dunk, Ratliff's help defense was a step behind, and became the ghost of the big shark's crotch.

"OH MY GOD!"

Ratliff was knocked to the ground, and O'Neal slammed the ball into the basket with unimaginable strength, and directly grabbed the basket with his powerful hands.

"Shaq~~!"

"Shaq!"

"Shaq!"

As screwed as it is, it's at least the first step in overcoming your fear.

Mo Mengchen stepped forward and extended his hand to Ratliff: "The defense can be done earlier."

Ratliff grabbed Mo Mengchen's hand and stood up with strength.

"I see." Ratliff said.

"Also, if you have to foul, do it harder and don't let him pick up the ball."

Ratliff should be in a row.

After O'Neal completed such a beautiful goal, he added a penalty but missed it.

Since the free throw was missed, the Pistons seized the opportunity and counterattacked directly.

Suddenly, the tempo on the field picked up.

The Pistons are consciously picking up the tempo.

This is a rhythm that O'Neal doesn't like. He wants to control the rhythm, so he succeeds again from the double-team.

In just ten seconds, Mo Mengchen pierced through the magic line of defense and made a layup with his right hand.

　Four changes today, asking for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)