You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 215 Plan A and Plan B
At the end of the first quarter, the score was only 17-15 as Mo Mengchen and Payton slowed down the pace of the game.

The Pistons temporarily led by 2 points. Hill was the Pistons' main contributor in the first quarter. Mo Mengchen asked him to eat the German ghosts alone. He agreed, and then really smashed the German ghosts and ate them all.

He alone scored 17 of the Pistons' 12 points. If it weren't for his brave performance on the offensive end, Mo Mengchen's strategy would not be effective.

In the second quarter, Mo Mengchen returned to the court.

Payton only rested for 2 minutes and returned to the game in the second quarter.

For him who has averaged 40 minutes per game so far this season, the consumption in the first quarter is nothing at all. As long as he thinks that he can ravage Mo Mengchen, his glove fatigue will disappear.

"Have enough breath, do you finally dare to come up?" Peyton asked with a smile.

Mo Mengchen looked back at him, and said: "I just thought that you scored 3 points on me before the end of the game, and I never expressed it, so I felt very sorry. Although it was a mad dog that bit me, even if it was a mad dog, I still want to return the favor. Reciprocity is a traditional virtue."

At this time, the other four people on the Pistons field are Michael Curry, Louis M. Lore, Wallace and Mahon.

Seeing that Payton has been targeting Mo Mengchen, Ma Hong felt very upset. As a thug, his task is to help the core players in the team eliminate all insecure factors. Therefore, he took the initiative to say: "I'll deal with him."

"No, you don't need to intervene in this matter." Mo Mengchen said, "I can solve it myself."

Ma Hong said: "Now is not the time to be brave."

"You think I'm an idiot who likes to be brave?" Mo Mengchen stared so hard that Ma Hong couldn't respond, so he had to give up.

Payton led Mo Mengchen in the frontcourt.

With the experience accumulated in the first quarter, Mo Mengchen is at ease now and no longer feels uncomfortable. Even without the help of his teammates, he can advance and retreat freely under such a defense.

"Could it be that the confrontation in the first quarter was just a preparation for the next game?"

Frauses suddenly thought of this possibility, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was the truth.

If Mo Mengchen intends to fight head-to-head, he will never stop now.

Even the most idiot knew that there was a gap between him and Payton, wouldn't he know?Will he think about fighting Payton to the end?impossible.

This is his plan.

Frauses was only half right.

This is Mo Mengchen's plan B. His plan A is indeed to confront Peyton, and he has made a lot of efforts for this.

The results show that with his current total rating of only 71, he is going to fight against a superstar like Payton, who is very likely to break through the 90 total rating, which is moths to the flame.

Therefore, he took the initiative to change, which is the current plan B.

With offense and defense, the experience accumulated in the 7 minutes against Payton in the first quarter became his capital.

At this moment, he was slapping the ball across the half court. Outside the three-point line, Wallace's pick-and-roll with an iron elbow made Payton furious. He wanted to catch up with Mo Mengchen and gave him a dark elbow.

However, Mahon's death pick-and-roll ended him.

He ran all the way, just wanting to catch up with Mo Mengchen, but he didn't notice that Ma Hong's position was so dangerous.

Mahon almost abolished Payton with this one.

The glove fell, Mo Mengchen got open and made a three-pointer.

The ball goes in.

20 is better than 15
Ma Hong originally wanted to ask for credit, but Mo Mengchen turned around and shouted: "Don't make an example!"

"Are you sure you don't want my help?" Ma Hong really didn't expect Mo Mengchen to reject his offer.

Mo Mengchen was annoyed by him: "When will I ask others to help me with this kind of thing?"

(Hill: cough cough)

Ma Hong's color changed slightly, and he said angrily: "Okay, if you beg me on your knees later, I don't care!"

Payton slapped the ball and rushed to the front court, his face was full of anger: "You despicable and shameless turtle bastard!"

"Although I really want to say that this is my order, but unfortunately, maybe you really have a face that needs to be beaten. My teammates just want you to lie down and play. If you kneel down and beg me, I will Let him let you go." Mo Mengchen said lightly.

Peyton's anger is like a runaway train, reaching an uncontrollable critical point.

So obvious!

At the moment of the breakthrough, he elbowed the way. After Mo Mengchen dodged, he flopped on the spot. His movements were so obvious that the three referees who might have been pulled over temporarily in the boxing match to make up for it couldn't stand it.

"Beep beep!"

This crisp whistle is enough to show the excitement of the referee.

"Without teammates, without referees, you are a useless person!" Payton roared irrationally.

Mo Mengchen sat on the ground and said arrogantly: "Without teammates, without referees, how do you play? I found that mad dogs like you all have the same characteristics: your IQ is as good as the caveman."

Peyton ran away angrily.

Ma Hong came over and stretched out his hand to pull Mo Mengchen up: "I will ask again for the last time, do you want me to help? If I don't make a move easily these days, the alliance's punishment is very strict."

How much does this old dirty thing want to do?

Mo Mengchen said seriously: "If you shoot Gary Payton again, I will ask the coach to replace you."

"Aren't you against that guy?"

"Two different things." Mo Mengchen said, "Do your job well, don't eat carrots and worry about it, I don't need your help."

Ma Hong really gave up this time.

Thinking of his stigma, a pair of iron elbows, a pair of black feet, and an iron head, which one is not bloody and debt-ridden?Looking back at the 80s, there are countless people injured by him. Although Lambiel has recited his infamy, he is the most dangerous person.

He was not only responsible for the black hand, and needed to fight when something happened, he was also the first to charge forward.

Now that he wants to enjoy his old age in peace, he finally came up with the idea of ​​doing something, but Mo Mengchen didn't appreciate it. It's really easy for a man to grow old, and his "fame" is easy to perish!

Payton's mentality was obviously wrong. Whether it was Mahon's malicious elbow to him, the referee ignored him, or he took the initiative to attack, and the referee immediately blew his whistle.

In his view, this is unfair.

It was also an elbow, why was he alone?

At this time, he does not consider the concealment of the action, but only results.

Ma Hong's pick-and-roll came again. Thinking of the pain caused by the black elbow, Payton's determination to pass through the pick-and-roll was not as great as before, and he was thrown away by Mo Mengchen.

Outside the three-point line, Mo Mengchen stopped again and swung a three-pointer.

"Shh!"

"Dor.Mo's three-point rain is coming!"

"23 to 15, the point difference reached 8 points, the Supersonics requested a timeout!"

The audience at the scene shouted Mo Mengchen's name in unison, and everyone knew that he had a grudge with Peyton.

Now he is pulling the score to 8 points in the duel with Payton, which is undoubtedly an exciting performance.

The second quarter had just passed 3 minutes, but the Sonics could only exchange Kemp back.

Payton is not in the right state and in a bad mood. They urgently need a reliable core.

"Are you angry? It's right to be angry." Mo Mengchen said, "You really need to be angry, angry at your ugly face, angry at your low IQ, angry at your overestimation."

"Why is it also an elbow, and the referee blows you but not that guy?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile.

Peyton's face turned from black to blue, full of anger.

"Why?" Mo Mengchen said, "Because you are an annoying idiot, like a homeless vicious dog. Although everyone likes dogs, if you are ugly and fierce, everyone will throw you at it." Get out the bricks."

It took a lot of courage for Payton to hold back the urge to punch someone.

At this moment, Mo Mengchen is a bastard looking for a fight.

He couldn't make a shot, and he knew that once he made a shot, it would be tantamount to giving the Pistons [-] consecutive victories, which was not his goal.

His goal is to end this shit team's winning streak on Christmas Eve!

So, he passes the ball out.

"Shut your stinking mouth!" Peyton yelled.

At this time, Kemp showed his ability.

Against Wallace, his steps are extremely beautiful, a breakthrough to the right, a sudden pause, the outstretched right foot serves as the axis to turn the body backwards, and a face basket turned back and hit Wallace without temper.

17 is better than 23
Payton's trash talk is starting to fade and he wants to focus on defense.

The strange thing is that high-intensity confrontation, energy beyond imagination, and a torrent of trash talk are the hallmarks of his high-pressure defense. Without trash talk, although his defense is difficult to deal with, it lacks the thrill An annoying smell.

An unstoppable defense coupled with extremely nasty rude trash talk, this is Payton's high-pressure defense.

Now that he is blindly pursuing peace, he has given up his greatest characteristic.

Wallace and Mahon both pick and roll out.

Neither of them shoots, so the Sonics feel comfortable letting one stick to the rim while the other comes out to sweep.

As a high-level sweeper, Kemp wanted to help Payton share the pressure, but unfortunately, Mo Mengchen didn't intend to attack their two defenses head-on.

He needs to conserve energy now.

Take it easy.

Lol keeps running and he's about to get to his point.

Mo Mengchen counted silently, ignoring Kemp who was getting closer to him, and waited quietly for Luoer to arrive.

"Shawn Kemp and Gary Payton double-team Dor.Mo!"

"Oh! The ball is passed!"

On the right side of the free throw line, Lol took the ball, dribbled a step, attracted the defense and divided Mahon.

Mahon dunked the ball and scored.

"Good shot, boy!" Mahon slapped Loll hard on the back.

Essentially, Lore and Mo Mengchen are one kind of people.

In Mo Mengchen's words: I am not used to eating alone.

He could score just now, but he created better opportunities by dribbling.

This kind of selfless quality is even more rare in a player like him whose playing time is not fixed.

Players like him, most of them rush to perform as soon as they come on the court, wishing to monopolize all the opportunities to perform, how can there be any reason to give them away?

However, this is exactly the Lore that Mo Mengchen is familiar with.

"Don't mess up the defense! Block this ball!"

Mo Mengchen shouted loudly.

The Pistons' defense was the ultimate. The two engineers inside and the outside trio also spared no effort to defend. Payton finally picked up the ball and scored at the basket.

He broke through Mo Mengchen so easily, even he couldn't believe it.

Because Mo Mengchen showed excellent defense before.

Just like a dream, Payton didn't think much about it, lifted the ball, and was about to lay up. Big Ben appeared at the right time, and the big cap was ruthlessly blocked.

Pistons strike back!
(End of this chapter)