You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 909 When Insidious Meets Vicious

The offensive firepower of McGrady and Nowitzki was fierce and enthusiastic, and they gave the Pistons a bad start at the beginning.

The Pistons concentrated their firepower on defense. In the 4th minute, McGrady got Curry's block.When Curry enters the game calmly, he is a true defensive cornerstone.

McGrady ate the cap, Nowitzki picked up the floor ball, and made a comeback under the basket.

Curry yelled and blocked the block from behind, a clean cap, but because of Nowitzki's screams, the referee mistook Curry for hitting his hand.For the rookies, the referee would rather blow the mistake than let it go, and the whistle sounded immediately.

Curry's first foul came later than usual.

Nowitzki went to the free throw line and made two free throws.

10 is better than 7
The king with a three-point lead inspired the fans in the audience.

"Yes, stick him to death like this!"

"Bruce, let that bastard know whose territory this is!"

The fans screamed loudly, because Bowen stuck to Mo Mengchen, who had no ball in his hand, the whole time.

Suddenly, Mo Mengchen rose up and pushed Bowen away, bypassing the screen that Curry tailored for him, and took the ball from the outside. McGrady rushed over desperately. It is really rare for him to put such enthusiasm into defense. Could it be three times? Do winning bonuses really boost morale?
If that's the case, he should apply to the team for five times the playoff winning bonus.

The consequence of McGrady's flying defense was that Hill was completely emptied, Mo Mengchen seized the opportunity to pass the ball, and Hill made an open three-pointer.

10 is better than 10
He's no longer the Duke Devil Hills who gets voluntarily emptied for [-]-pointers.

Suddenly, Mo Mengchen and Ginobili switched defenses and came in front of Bowen.

Bo Wen thought that Mo Mengchen was competing with him, and felt excited, after all, the status and status of the two of them were very different.Mo Mengchen left Cassel alone to defend him, which was completely a show of fighting spirit.

Then, Nowitzki got a chance in the low post.

For a moment, Mo Mengchen regarded Bowen as a waste, turned around and cut into the penalty area to double-team the German.

Furious, Bowen yelled for the ball, the German passed the ball, and the former made a corner three.

The three-pointer with anger also rolled out of the basket due to anger.

Mo Mengchen grabbed the rebound, and Bowen approached angrily, trying to foul him hotly, but in the end, he didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

Bowen's defensive center of gravity moved as Mo Mengchen dribbled to the right, but his movement actually stepped into the opponent's trap.At the moment when Bo Wen was about to foul, Mo Mengchen slammed into his body with his back, making him unable to move. He turned around his body in reverse, using a silk turn that he hadn't used for a long time, turning the angry Bao Wen Wen threw it behind him and dribbled straight ahead.

Outside the three-point line at the top of the arc, Mo Mengchen stopped, and everyone in the world knew what he was going to do.

Receive the ball, jump up, shoot.

13 is better than 10
Mo Mengchen turned around and saw Bowen who was full of anger and resignation. He said sarcastically, "A third-class cripple like you who can't guard against people and can't make open shots, why can you still start in the Western Conference championship team? ?”

The harsher Mo Mengchen's trash talk was, the more turbulent the hatred in Bowen's heart became.

Ever since he entered the league, Mo Mengchen hadn't looked at him directly.

When he was in the Celtics, Pitino temporarily reused him. As a result, he was blown up on the spot by Mo Mengchen and humiliated in front of the whole team. Now he has become a first-class defender in the league, and being selected as the second defense of the year is the official reward for him. Yes, but Dor.Mo still doesn't look him in the eye.

"What's so great about you?" Bowen roared.

Bowen's rage was exchanged for Mo Mengchen's more violent humiliation.

On the surface, Mo Mengchen switched defenses with Ginobili. In fact, as long as Bowen stood outside the three-point line, he would not defend at all. He treated Bowen, who shot 38% from three-pointers, as Ben Simmons.

He double-teamed again, and Bowen was too open.

His teammates didn't mean to take turns either.The whole team's defense was under the control of Mo Mengchen, and Bowen of the Pistons acted as if he was really a cripple who couldn't make a five-meter open shot.

But in the eyes of his teammates, Bowen's open shots are trustworthy.

The pass arrives again.

With anger, Bowen made another three-pointer.

"boom!"

Mo Mengchen once again accepted the rebound sent by Bowen. This time, he dribbled the ball without an angle, and the opponent came for a foul.

Mo Mengchen didn't want this guy's dirty hands to touch him. He dodged Bowen's foul, and obviously could have passed him, but deliberately threw the ball out of bounds on him.

No contempt and gunpowder could be more evident than this.

Bowen's bald head seemed to be on fire, he smiled and looked into his kind eyes, it was so scary at the moment.

"The most amazing thing about me is that I make a fool like you feel that I can deal with me." Mo Mengchen slowly kicked the ball to the referee's feet, and said coldly, "You can't defend anyone if you can't make a shot Pig, what right do you have to stand in front of me?"

Patience and persistence are better than intensity and fanaticism.

Bowen gritted his front teeth, he had to be patient, Mo Mengchen's humiliation to him was nothing more than trying to make him lose control of his emotions, this was a tactic he used to use on his opponents.

Only then can he clearly realize how useful this is.

It was intolerable.

Bo Wen retreated back, he gave up the idea of ​​pressing Mo Mengchen, and with the opponent's speed to break through him on the spot, it would be a pleasure to do so, but it would not benefit the team at all.

"Father, do you need help?" Rasheed asked.

"Later, you will cover at seven o'clock." Mo Mengchen said, "The competition is so fierce and the confrontation is so fierce, it is normal for your foot to accidentally block the running route of others, right?"

Rashid didn't expect that he would actually get feedback from his casual question.

".It's normal." Rasheed said after hesitation.

"Then please stretch out the pig's trotters on time, and do it neatly so that no one can see it." Mo Mengchen said.

Rasheed agrees to Mo Mengchen's evil plan.

The ball was sent out, Mo Mengchen dribbled the ball across the half court, Curry took the ball from a high position to respond, Mo Mengchen started to run.

Bowen gritted his teeth and followed.

Before leading to the final checkpoint, Mo Mengchen had to lead Bowen around, and he had to create the feeling that he was trying to move but couldn't get rid of the defense.

Yes, Bruce Bowen needs a little encouragement.

He was a little too nervous now, and if he was so nervous, he would most likely notice Rasheed's damn pig's trotter.

So, please be sure to relax.

In order to achieve this, Mo Mengchen deliberately let Curry, Hill, and Ginobili do a lot of meaningless ball transfers on the periphery, in order to make Bowen believe that Mo Mengchen is the final end point, and the current running position is For offense, not for other plans.

Indeed, Mo Mengchen's goal was to attack, which was his original intention, but if Bowen fell on the way to attack, then why wouldn't he work hard to make this beautiful vision come true?

Two laps, two full laps.

In the last three seconds, Mo Mengchen turned to where Rashid was.

Bowen knew that they were about to defend against the Pistons' 24-second offense violation, and the success or failure of the defense was entirely up to him. He would never let Mo Mengchen run out of space.

"I must stop you!"

Bowen aimed at the sole of Mo Mengchen's foot, and he suddenly felt that it might be better for Mo Mengchen to catch the ball.

For a shot at the buzzer, he certainly can't guarantee the landing point of his lower body. He only needs to put a pad on Mo Mengchen's landing point, and he can kill the No.1 in the league on the spot.

At this moment, Mo Mengchen ran past Rasheed's screen, and Bowen made up his mind to give Mo Mengchen space to shoot so that he could strike from the side.

Vicious thoughts prevented him from noticing Rashid's outer foot, and he bumped into it all at once, sending him flying.

Mo Mengchen received the pass, made a shot at the buzzer, the ball flew into the sky, and Bowen kissed the floor with his cheek almost at the same time.

"Dor.Mo's three-point shot at the buzzer!"

"Shh!"

"Ugh!!"

The sighs of the audience were so harsh, and the screams of another person attracted the attention of others.

Everyone looked, it was Bowen, he fell to the ground, his nose was bleeding.

Bowen's teammates quickly moved closer to check, and the big screen at the scene faithfully showed the scene of Bowen wrestling, and Rasheed's protruding feet were so dazzling.

"!#!#"

Rasheed, who was originally uneasy about this, laughed out loud as boos filled the Sleep Train Arena. For him, the boos were pleasant cheering sounds.

Bo Wen was briefly out, he stood up, covered his bleeding nose with a towel, and looked at Mo Mengchen with resentment.

Mo Mengchen's expression remained unchanged, he watched him end calmly, and exchanged glances with the angry Collins.

He spread his hands helplessly, saying that he didn't know what was going on, and only an idiot would believe that he was innocent.

"This game has taken an unexpected turn, let's pray for Bruce and hope he is safe."

"Yes, the King's perimeter is inseparable from his defense."

Praying for Bowen?Mo Mengchen smiled, who prayed for Arenas?

Who wants to pray for those who will be hurt by him in the future?
"Do you have to do this?" Hill asked.

"Yes." Mo Mengchen said.

Through this scene, we can draw a truth: Human beings can never empathize.

Mo Mengchen believed that Bowen would come back. This nasty dirty thing had tenacious vitality like a cockroach, but before his return, the King's perimeter defense was hollow.

Without Bowen, the Kings were constantly overwhelmed by the Pistons with the transfer ball.

In the remaining time of the first quarter, the Pistons attacked the city and overthrew the city, mainly against the guests, and scored a score of 35 to 26 in the first quarter.

If it weren't for McGrady and Nowitzki's brave performance, the King's loss in the first quarter would have gone to double digits.

This also shows the value of Bowen. This unremarkable person usually always faces the opponent's star and participates in assisting defense at any time. of broken.

"It's only been 7 minutes and the fans in Sacramento miss Bruce so much."

"Just got the latest news, Bruce is fine, as long as the bleeding stops, he can return to the game."

(End of this chapter)