You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 512 Dead Enemy

On April 4th, the Pistons at home faced the Bulls, who were last in the league, and defeated them by 20 points, helping the Bulls go one step further on the road to the No. 32 pick.

While they did their best to help the Bulls achieve their ambition of winning the No. [-] pick, their opponents didn't appreciate the carnage very much.

"They want to play another carnage at home, and we say no!"

After the game, Tony Kukoc, who scored 32 points that night, made a heroic statement—if you don’t look at the 124-94 scorer behind him, this is indeed quite a heroic sentence.

Yes, they did a lot better tonight than the 74-point home opener - but you still lost by 30 fucking points!

There are only 8 games left in the regular season. The Pistons have won 38 games and lost only 4 games. They have basically locked the best record in the league.

For them, the only question is how many games they can win.

Breaking 40 games is no problem.

There are 8 games left, and as long as they win 2 of them, they can win 40 wins. However, they have been so unstoppable recently that people can't imagine how they lose.

After the game, a reporter interviewed Mo Mengchen: "Are you fighting the bull with anger?"

Mo Mengchen responded unceremoniously to this kind of question.

"The powerful enemy who gave us humiliation has retired. Although the Bulls are still there, they are no longer the team that beat us repeatedly. This is just an ordinary regular season."

The subtext of this passage is: This Bulls team is not qualified to let us fight with anger.

The reporter from Chicago was very angry, but it was difficult to respond. In the two games this season, the Pistons beat the Bulls by an average of 42 points.

To put it bluntly, the Bulls looked like a low-level league team against the Pistons.

The next day, the Pistons rested at home.

Mo Mengchen's schedule for today is also full.

Recording a new album in the morning, training in the afternoon, and attending a businessman party in Detroit in the evening.

This was discussed with Little Dura a long time ago. Tonight's party will be attended by big names, even the mayor of Detroit will be present in person, so we have to take it seriously.

That night, Mo Mengchen and Ephraim dressed up carefully.

"Can I look like this?"

Ephraim was rarely so well-dressed.

The reason why Mo Mengchen thinks that she has the peerless face of Monica Bellucci is because she is the same as the former, she is already considered to be beautiful in itself, coupled with meticulous dressing, she can completely achieve a high beauty that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve .

This is not an area that ordinary beauties can reach.

Seeing her appearance that can completely kill the audience, Mo Mengchen said: "It seems that I will cause a lot of hatred tonight."

"Why?" Ephraim asked.

Mo Mengchen said: "Because you are so beautiful, the men and women present will hate me to death."

Ephraim didn't realize it was a joke, and asked, "Then should I look ugly?"

"No, this is fine." Mo Mengchen said with a smile, "That's it."

There are places all over the world that don't belong to ordinary people.

Ordinary people will be in awe just by seeing such a building, and deeply understand that it is impossible to consume in it with their own income.

In Detroit, there are also places like this.

It's called Duggan's Land.

This is the legacy left by the former mayor of Detroit, used to hold parties and discuss political affairs.

Today's mayor, Mike Jon, is just a mediocre person. He is powerless to change the status quo of Detroit's brain drain, the continuous influx of black people, and the impact of new technologies on old industries.

For him, as long as he doesn’t make mistakes, he doesn’t want to develop and innovate. It’s good to hold such gatherings once in a while and lure businessmen from all walks of life to come to Detroit to do some business.

When Mo Mengchen came to the scene, he saw Grant Hill.

Hill was joking with a 60-year-old black man with a glass of wine.

Given Hill's background, it's not surprising that he was invited to this kind of gathering. He's lived in this kind of environment since he was a child.

"Why are you here?"

Hill was shocked to see Mo Mengchen.

"I want to ask you the same thing." Mo Mengchen said.

Hill didn't intend to get to the bottom of it, he quickly introduced the old man to Mo Mengchen: "Dave, this is Mo, you should know him."

"Guys who don't know Dor.Mo don't deserve to live in Detroit." The old black man smiled heartily.

Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "I still want to introduce myself, my name is Mo Mengchen."

The old black man introduced himself with a smile: "I'm Dave Bing, you may have heard my name."

Dave Bing?
The name sounded familiar to Mo Mengchen, and after a few seconds, he remembered - there was also a star named Dave Bing in the history of the Pistons, combined with his height and age, and Hill's attitude towards him, He was almost certainly the one.

As a superstar in ancient times, Bin became the owner of a steel factory with his meager income as a player after retiring from the game, and then continued to grow. Now he has lost his identity as an athlete and turned into a real businessman.

It is said that the older a person is, the smaller his heart is, but Bing is an exception. He has achieved success in the NBA and business. In recent years, he has focused on politics and actively participated in politics. He plans to run for mayor of Detroit in the future.

With his reputation in Detroit, he is definitely a popular candidate for mayor.

"I've heard about you. Not only basketball, but also the industries under your command have great potential. You are really young and promising." Bin praised with a smile.

"No, it's just some ordinary side jobs." Mo Mengchen responded modestly.

ordinary?Bin smiled and said nothing, and Hill couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

Then, Little Doula came over and brought Mo Mengchen to the front row, and got acquainted with the mayor and all the big and famous predators in Detroit.

Ephraim is here like a diamond, and the older ladies are hard to compare with, and the young beauties are much worse.

Such a beauty will undoubtedly attract the attention of others.

Mo Mengchen soon came to Ephraim's side, and made an intimate move like a lion protecting his territory, making those guys with unreasonable thoughts stay away - this is Lao Tzu's woman!
"Beautiful lady, hello, my humble Keir Patrick, may I have the honor of dancing with you?"

A white man completely ignored Mo Mengchen and walked up to Ephraim to offer an invitation.

Mo Mengchen stood by and drank some wine.

Ephraim said flatly, "I can't dance."

"I can teach you," Patrick said.

Ephraim said, "But I'm not interested."

"Interests can be cultivated slowly." Patrick has one of the most important traits for a man to pursue a woman - dead skinned.

Seeing that this person was like a dog's skin plaster, Ephraim slowly put away his smile and said, "Thank you for your invitation, but I refuse."

"What a pity." Patrick shook his head helplessly.

At this time, the scene gave up "Tango".

"You can't dance." Mo Mengchen put down his wine glass, and gently took Ephraim's hand, "It seems that I will teach you well today."

Ephraim lay in Mo Mengchen's arms and said, "Okay."

Patrick's face was dark. Although he knew that the two were lovers, Ephraim had just shown that he was not interested in dancing, and now he was dancing with Mo Mengchen in front of him.

This greatly stimulated him.

He let out a cold snort and walked away.

"Who is he?" Ephraim asked.

"I don't know." After Mo Mengchen said, Ephraim stepped on his foot.

"Feel sorry."

"It's ok."

Because this sentence didn't matter, Ephraim played boldly afterwards and stepped on Mo Mengchen more than twenty feet in a row.

"This is definitely the funniest tango I've ever seen in my life."

After they danced, Hill held his glass and laughed.

Ephraim was embarrassed by being laughed at, and Mo Mengchen was already very unhappy when he was stepped on, and this guy was still gloating at the side.

"I don't believe you can dance better than Ephraim for the first time." Mo Mengchen said angrily.

However, Hill really thought that he danced better than Ephraim for the first time, and he said plausibly: "I'm sorry, our Hill family is born to be the king of the dance, and the dancing gene is in my blood , the first time I danced tango, I conquered the class flowers in the class."

After all, Tanya, Hill's girlfriend, is extremely concerned about the follow-up development.

Hill, on the other hand, had a sharp tongue and avoided the question beautifully.

After that, the white man who failed to invite Ephraim just now became the center of the meeting. He stood on the stage and gave a speech. Although everyone didn't take his words seriously, it did enliven the atmosphere at the scene.

"Who is that person?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Bing replied: "Keil Patrick, my nemesis."

(End of this chapter)