You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 542 Light or Darkness

Winning the opening jumper gave the Celtics the right to go first in the final quarter.

Kenny Anderson crossed halftime with a mask on, no expression on his face, only that he was doing what he had done countless times in the third quarter.

He raised his hand, indicating that the inside line was opened, and Duncan was going to play back.

In the first three quarters, Duncan added possession and scored 30 points, 14 rebounds and 6 assists.

In the last quarter, his possession of the ball is bound to not decrease. What bothers him is precisely the fact that he has too much possession of the ball.

When the manpower is exhausted, the inside line is the most fiercely contested position on the field, and it is bound to not last long if it continues like this.

Duncan started a back shot. At this time, the Ukrainian train came back from outside the paint area, and his position was completely within Duncan's control.

Spotting his position, Duncan raised his hand to send a pass, and Ukrainian train dunked under the basket.

78 is better than 74
The Celtics led by 4 points.

"Defense! Defense! Defense!"

The audience shouted together, and their shouts drove the atmosphere of the audience, and also made the Celtics defend a suffocating half-court position.

Hill's offensive line was stuck, and he didn't want to risk a strong shot, so he could only pass the ball out.

The basketball was passed around and returned to Mo Mengchen's hands.

There are only 24 seconds left in the 6-second shot clock.

Mo Mengchen raised the ball with both hands, as if he didn't know that there were five seconds left in the attack time. Anderson was only worried about his shooting. When he saw him throw the ball, his body moved.When he reacted, the defense had already failed. Mo Mengchen's next move was to put the ball down, bend his body, hit the ball with his right hand and move forward, followed by his left heel, and quickly broke through him.

Duncan approached, and he had a big opinion on Mo Mengchen because of the latter's aggressive style of play. After the two confronted each other in the air, Shi Buddha was surprised that Dor. Left hand to right hand, licking the basket to score.

76 is better than 78
"Damn, why can't you guard that guy?" Pitino growled dissatisfied.

He didn't mean to blame Duncan, he just wondered why Mo Mengchen couldn't defend him because he wasn't famous for attacking him?

The defense was overwhelmed, and Anderson wanted to fight back. The ambition of the second pick is not to be bullied casually.

He is about to break through with the dribble. With his control skills combined with his own speed, he really opened up the position to fight one-on-one. Mo Mengchen is not easy to guard against. The safest way is to take the initiative when he is not on his feet. attack.

Mo Mengchen pressed forward like a black cloud, and the black Pistons away jersey was full of the breath of death. Anderson's center of gravity was out of balance and leaned back, making it increasingly difficult to control the ball in his hand.

Mo Mengchen locked his eyes on Anderson's body. No matter what he did, he couldn't fool these eyes. In the next second, Anderson's dribble was seen through, and the front was cut off.

"damn it!"

"Dor.Mo's fifth steal tonight!"

"He was fast, but Kenny was faster than him, and he caught up, beautiful!"

Is it really beautiful?Mo Mengchen snorted coldly. Anderson was indeed faster than him. This speed might help him defend well and send him to hell.

Catching up with Mo Mengchen doesn't mean being able to defend well.

The audience at the scene will recognize this fact immediately.

Anderson walked side by side with Mo Mengchen. If he was two meters tall, this would be a dangerous position. Mo Mengchen might give up the attack, but unfortunately he is only 183 centimeters.

In the penalty area, Mo Mengchen stepped on it, propped up his body, and jumped into the air. Anderson also jumped up.

However, the contact between the two in the air instantly decided the victory or defeat of offense and defense.

There was no suspense, and Anderson overestimated his strength, and Mo Mengchen knocked him into the air on the spot.

"Dor.Mo takes off unstoppably!"

"The referee whistles! Kenny fouled!"

B0OM! ! !

Mo Mengchen's bullet speed is very slow, and his jump is not high. This dunk depends entirely on his height and wingspan, but when he smashed the ball in, the ball blinked through the net like a missile, and hit the floor and bounced high. .

No one knows how powerful Mo Mengchen is, so that he can use such a mediocre kick to give people a sense of impact full of power like the essence of a human movie.

Mo Mengchen hung on the basket for two seconds before falling down as usual.

Anderson was lying on the ground like a dead fish. He hit his head when he landed and passed out on the spot.

Mo Mengchen stood ruthlessly, showing no intention of helping.

Although the referee on one side sympathized with Anderson, he had to make the gesture he should have made: the dunk is valid, and a free throw is added!
"Do not!!!"

The fans in the front row called out.

It wasn't because of Mo Mengchen's dunk, but because Anderson might not be able to return in tonight's game.

Like a curse, Anderson has been injured every time he played against Mo Mengchen since he came to the Celtics, without exception.

Kenny Anderson is injured, Marlon Garnett can't be counted on, and Burrows is simply sent.
Pitino looked at Damon Jones reluctantly, but he didn't expect that the other party also had a frightened expression of "don't choose me".

Pitino replied with an angry face of "Do you think I want to choose you?" and said, "Go on, Damon!"

"Yes!" Jones replied heroically.

At this moment, the Celtics are out of ammunition and food, and there is no one in their No. 1 position.

The only thing Jones has to offer is size and weight, and if Mo Mengchen presses him upfield, he will suffer, needing help from Antoine Walker to get the ball across half court.

On the offensive end, the only possible help he can bring to the team is a one-handed three-pointer.

Defensive end?The Celtics could only pray that Mo Mengchen would show mercy to them.

Although the idea is as unrealistic as asking tigers and lions to switch to vegetarianism.

"I have an edge, but I'm not going to attack all the time."

Before the free throw, Mo Mengchen said to his teammates.

Hill and others expressed their understanding. Although the Celtics' No. 1 position is a big hole, they can play whatever they want, but once they play more times, it will affect the team's rhythm.

If you continue to play the same way, others will have to be spectators constantly.

One or two rounds is fine, but after a long time, everyone will lose their rhythm. If Mo Mengchen's shooting rate drops, the game will become very difficult to play.

Simply put, just don't hang yourself on a tree.

"boom!"

Mo Mengchen, who made 90% of his free throws, actually missed the extra penalty.

Surprising even his opponent, the Celtics were about to fight back when Wallace fouled Damon rudely.

Poor Damon was hit by a crit when he first played, and it wasn't from Mo Mengchen's crit.

If it was Mo Mengchen who made the move, he could at least comfort himself with "I made a foul, it's not a loss".

What's going on now?

It was Wallace's fourth foul, and with a quarter to go, he didn't care about the number of fouls.

Duncan tried to get the ball, but Rasheed tried to stop it.

The Green Army, unable to pass the ball to Duncan, could only pin their hopes on Walker. Under Hill's defense, Fat Toutuo happily made a three-point shot.

Wallace takes off the rebound.

The counterattack failed because Duncan snatched the ball out of his hands. Facing five or six arms in the penalty area, Shifo stretched his long arms and fiddled with the ball.

"Shh!"

80 is better than 78
The Pistons' offense quickly unfolded. First, the V-shaped position was placed. Hill stepped forward to get the ball and scored a breakthrough to Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen attracted the defense and gave it to Rashid.

Rasheed had a chance to shoot from the high post, but he chose to be tough, dribble straight to the basket, and it was Duncan he was looking for.

Rasheed leaned on Duncan, turned around and went around the basket to prepare for a dunk. This set of movements was relaxed, but unfortunately he underestimated Duncan too much.

Just as the ball was about to be released, Shi Buddha came to his senses, stood and pressed down the ball he was about to lift, with a ruthless face.

There were shouts at the scene.

However, Hill pierced in like a sharp weapon, picked up the ball that fell to the ground and passed it out.

Outside the three-point line, Mo Mengchen, who received the ball, made the audience stand on their heads.

"No!"

A female fan yelled out.

Walker threw himself at Mo Mengchen, who had always been criticized for his poor defense, and this shot could be regarded as throwing himself out.

Mo Mengchen tricked Walker to the front, without looking at the person, and pushed the ball vigorously with both hands to the left, which was Alan Houston's position.

In the last three seconds, Houston made an open three-pointer.

The ball goes through the center of the net!

"Yes!!"

The teammates off the court danced happily. Even though the Green Army's defense was so tight, the Pistons defeated them with passes.

81 is better than 80
Duncan continued to ask for positions, and Jones did one thing well, that is, he took the ball to the frontcourt and didn't think about anything. He waited for his teammates to get in position and set up the formation. Unless it was the end of the world, he had only one choice.

Give the ball to Duncan!
Duncan used his back to feel Rasheed's defense all the time. He was very afraid of the North Carolina big black bear's defense. Although the opponent looked fierce, he was very meticulous in his heart.

Shi Buddha made all the preparations, but his shot was still a little bit off.

The basketball came out of the basket, and the whole team of the Celtics rushed to grab the offensive rebound.

They didn't care what the consequences of not grabbing the offensive rebound were, and they played blazingly.

The rebound was picked up four times in a row.

The calm stone Buddha changed color, and his physical energy, which should have been exhausted long ago, continuously gushed out energy like a perpetual motion machine, supporting his body.

Duncan jumped again and the crowd grabbed the rebound.

Shaking his shoulders left and right, Rasheed ate his fake action, Duncan turned around and took a step inside, looking not strong enough, but his steady and powerful body leaned against the roaring Tianzun, and hit the basket.

82 is better than 81
"My fault!" Rasheed yelled, throwing up his hands.

Duncan didn't run back, he rarely found his opponent to demonstrate.

Mo Mengchen watched him come in front of him.

He opened his mouth and said indifferently with a magnetic voice that didn't look like a grown man: "I will win this game for my teammates."

Mo Mengchen didn't respond, but just smiled flatly.

He had a strong premonition that the stone Buddha that gave Boston light would eventually bring darkness.

You know, we usually don't have any premonitions, but sometimes, the premonitions are really accurate, whether it's good or bad, as long as you have that premonition, all you have to do is believe it.

(End of this chapter)