Chapter 107: Still early

　　 After Jordan played, the biggest change was that the Bulls' offense was no longer constipated.
　　 Jordan's personal ability is too strong, even if it is not a chance, he also has a lot of confidence to put the ball into the basket, fortunately the Pistons also found the feel, and one minute after Jordan played, Collins returned to Hill and Houston.
　　 The piston full main lineup and the Bulls half main lineup finished the first half.
　　 50 to 46
　　The piston trailed 4 points.
　　 Half-time hit like this, Collins was very satisfied, he could not even be more satisfied.
　　The halftime break ends.
　　 Mo Mengchen had some worries in his heart. Many people know that because the Bulls in the last three consecutive companies are an old team, they always put water in the first half and made efforts in the third quarter.
　　 The third quarter, the third quarter of the Bulls is like a tide, can wash away any team.
　　 "Sister, do you think the Pistons have a chance?"
　　Adrian couldn't understand the situation on the field. The only thing he could understand was the score on the big screen.
　　 "Yes, there must be!"
　　Ephraim said affirmatively.
　　 There is a certain chance of a game with a difference in strength and then a disparity. This is the same. Moreover, the gap between them seems not so disparate.
　　 This is the conclusion drawn by Falian after watching the first half.
　　 In the second half, the Pistons kicked off.
　　Mo Mengchen let Hill lead the ball, he first ran to the frontcourt position, once he had no ball in hand, Harper's defensive style will change greatly.
　　 The body is the first to press up, no matter where he goes, physical confrontation will accompany him.
　　Mo Mengchen ran to the left at full speed, and Harper followed closely. He thought that there would be a cover in front of him to block him, Mo Mengchen suddenly stopped his body, turned around and ran back, and instantly got rid of him.
　　Hill saw it honestly, lest he wasted Mo Mengchen's chance and hurriedly sent out the basketball.
　　Mo Mengchen catches the ball and holds it up.
　　 was not Harper, but Jordan. His feel dreaded the Bulls. Every time he held the ball, everyone's attention would shift.
　　 This jump is entirely from conditioned reflex, and even Jordan did not expect his reaction to be so intense.
　　 He regretted it on the spot.
　　 shouldn't jump!
　　
　　Mo Mengchen really closed his hands and waited for Jordan to hit him before throwing the ball.
　　 undoubted foul.
　　 Jordan scolded loudly.
　　 "Three free throws!"
　　 The referee gave clear gestures.
　　Mo Mengchen was ready to go on the field. He and Jordan took a photo. It seemed that the person who suffered the big loss was not Jordan. The other person's eyes gave him this feeling.
　　Mo Mengchen forced himself not to think about it. He walked to the free throw line, caught the ball and made a penalty.
　　 First penalty.
　　 also got the second penalty.
　　 There was an accident on the third penalty. Mo Mengchen had a bad shot. The man who found the problem was Rodman. He saw at a glance that the free throw would not be scored, and he also knew where the rebound would fall.
　　 At this moment, Mo Mengchen already knew that they could not grab the rebound, and he also expected the Bulls to use this ball to fight back.
　　 "Return to defense!"
　　 he roared.
　　Although his reminder was timely, his teammates did not have the mentality that he would die without returning to defense, and some people wanted to grab an offensive rebound.
　　 Rodman received a rebound and smashed forward.
In the frontcourt, Jordan and Mo Mengchen were one-on-one.
　　 Fans of Auburn Hills Palace covered their mouths, this scene is too cruel, their worst defensive player on the field met the most offensive player ever.
　　 There was no mercy on Jordan's face. He ignored Mo Mengchen, slammed into his body, and scored a one-handed dunk that destroyed people's hearts on his head.
　　 "He provoked Michael's anger, and now he can only bear it."
　　 "Will they be defeated by Michael?"
　　The coaching staff whispered off the Pistons.
　　 "Don't you want me to play, now I'm here, as you wish."
　　 Jordan said this in front of Mo Mengchen, and then returned.
　　Hill served Mo Mengchen.
　　 "Hey, aren't you scared by Michael?" Hill asked.
　　 "Do you think I am you?" Mo Mengchen catches the ball and advances.
　　 For the Pistons, bad things are just beginning.
　　Mo Mengchen wanted to pass the ball to Houston. Pippen sensed his intention in advance and ambushed on the pass. When the ball came out, Batman flew to steal.
　　 The audience exclaimed, in addition, they could not do other reactions.
　　Pippen resembles a bison. No one can stop it at full speed. Anyone who dares to stop him needs to think about poor Ewing, and think about the trap that has been replayed countless times.
　　 Do you think you are stronger than Ewing?
　　If you think so, go block it.
Hill consciously couldn't stop Pippen, but retreating from Sanshe was not his style. Duke's good boy could be as bloody. He had no way to retreat. Behind him was the basket. He was the only person who could guard the basket. .
Pippen didn’t take Hill in his eyes at all, even if this talented student was surrounded by many auras once he entered the league, what Jordan’s successor, what’s the Devil’s Mountain, what future superstar, these are just the alliance to win another Jordan And do the promotion.
　　 Where is Jordan so easy to get out?
　　Batman battled Devil Mountain in the air. In the end, the stronger man completely overwhelmed his opponent-Pippen knocked Hill away in the air, and a dunk smashed down Hill's shoulder into the basket.
　　 whistle sounded, this is definitely the bloodiest goal tonight.
　　Hill fell to the ground, he became a poor background board, and also lost fouls, and this ball directly put the Bulls on the move.
　　 Fans of the Auburn Hills Palace whispered, and the sudden outbreak of the bull made them helpless.
　　 "Appeared, the third quarter of death!"
　　 "Young Detroit has a bright future, but their opponent is the overlord who holds the present in his hands!"
　　 "It's so good!"
　　 Rodman came up excitedly and met with Pippen, and by the way, flaunted in front of the Pistons: "I think it is time for you to go home and feed!"
"What's your gang of pigs with eggs and no eggs to wear this jersey? My mother is going to kill your dog mongrels one by one tonight!" Rodman's caused the anger of the audience. .
　　 Even if he used to fight for the Pistons, even if he paid a lot for the Pistons championship, the fans would not allow him to insult the current Pistons.
　　 The boos shook, this is what Rodman wanted.
　　 He waved his hands as if it were not a boo, but a mountain call used by the subjects to greet the king.
　　 The point difference came to 6 points.
　　 And this seems to have just begun.
　　Pippenga made free throws and scored 7 points.
　　 Rodman's garbage talk made everyone angry, and even more furious, some of them had the idea of ​​"maybe we can't beat them at all".
　　Mo Mengchen doesn't know who has this feeling, but he knows that some people have this kind of thought.
　　 Kneeled too long and couldn't get up.
　　 The glory of the Bad Boys Army was only a matter of five years ago, and many people have forgotten it.
　　 The veteran Thorpe is determined to help the team get back his face. Isn't Rodman spraying? Then hit him back from this point.
　　Mo Mengchen knew his thoughts, and he also thought it was a good way. When he saw that no one was ambushing on the free throw line, he gave a hanging ball.
　　 Thorpe's ability to carry his back is underestimated. Without one or two handles, how can he become a guard with a knife next to Dameng? How to fight seven fights with a group of villains around Ewing in the 94 Finals?
　　 He turned around to pick, Rodman was cheated, Thorpe dribble one step, jumped to the basket, ready to attack the basket, Jordan flew back to the basket, and gave him a big cap from behind.
　　 Rodman picked up a rebound and was about to hit Pippen to fight back. Mo Mengchen reached out and broke out of bounds.
　　 "Hoo..."
　　Mo Mengchen gasped for breath, unconsciously, he was already an indispensable figure of the Pistons.
　　 In the first half, he only sat down for 3 minutes, the most time for any player.
　　 The score he was struggling to recover was being beaten back by the Bulls in a desperate way.
　　 Third quarter, terrible third quarter, third quarter.
　　Pippen wants to destroy Hill's confidence: "You are MJ's successor, are you sure?"
　　If even Pippen is spraying garbage, you should know how much the bull wants to destroy the opponent.
　　Hill didn't want to say anything, he just wanted to defend seriously, but Pippen's words echoed in his mind as if he had a circulation function.
　　 "Still be my successor, you are more like me, although the bankrupt version of me!"
　　 The words fell, Pippen pushed hard inside, and then held the spherical basket and stepped into the paint area. Hill was defending in the front and Houston was interfering afterwards. Batman was still forced to pull up without fear.
Houston made an extra hand and foot behind his back, causing the referee's whistle to sound again, but this hand and foot did not affect Pippen's shot~EbookFREE.me~ Bison controlled the balance of the body, under everyone's attention Throw the ball.
　　 "Will this ball crash Detroit?"
　　Pippen lay on the ground, only satisfied in his heart.
　　Yes, the points he lost are being slowly recovered by him, this is what he has to do.
　　 "Uh!"
　　 57 to 48
　　In a blink of an eye, the point difference came to 9 points.
　　Mo Mengchen wanted to suppress the rhythm, until he saw the fire in Hill's eyes, he didn't want to suppress the rhythm, he wanted to find Pi Peng to fight back.
　　 This is the first time Mo Mengchen saw Hill's expression.
　　He has such a strong desire to respond to the ball, Mo Mengchen can not be a stalk from it, he is only worried about Hill's feel, his state tonight is really very poor.
　　In a blink of an eye, Hill doesn’t need any help from anyone. His first step is like the quality of a movie now compared to the quality of a movie half a century ago.
　　 His start was like a gale, and in an instant, a defender of historical level stronger than Pippen was also passed in one step.
　　Hill had a strong desire to fight back hard.
As he was preparing to carry out this plan, Rodman threw his wish to the ground and trampled on it—this is a brutal blockade that makes people wake up (kui) and deaf, Hill’s dunk directly from The backcourt was covered to the frontcourt. What is more sad is that Jordan caught up with the ball and made a simple lay-up slam dunk in the frontcourt.
　　 11 points gap.
　　Doug Collins finally remembered that they had a pause.
　　 The game was suspended, but the piston seemed to be broken?
　　Sweat keeps falling from Mo Mengchen's body, is the game over?
　　 No, it's still early.