Chapter 145: Report on the spot

A war is taking place in the basketball stadium of Cahillda Club.
Starkhouse started to burst into flames, instantly knocked Mo Mengchen away, rushed into the basket and dunked.
Then he shouted at Mo Mengchen: "Australia, come guard against me again!"
"Jerry, you're a bit overdone."
David Robinson and Mo Mengchen team, he is very dissatisfied with the hostile offense and garbage talk of Stark House.
"Take care of yourself, old guy!" Starkhouse had already come up, and he didn't care who this guy was for Mo Mengchen.
Mo Mengchen got up, if it is to play a regular game, Stark House just now undoubtedly fouled.
"Is your strength so bad?" Barkley asked.
Mo Mengchen said: "No."
"Why is that? Do you want to foul him? Please, there is no referee here!" Buckley didn't believe that Mo Mengchen would be so naive.
Mo Mengchen just wanted to smile, not to say why.
In this training camp, Mo Mengchen mostly played the second position because he was tall enough.
Now, his teammates are Admiral, Barkley, Hill and Kevin Johnson.
Opposite are Tim Hardaway, Stark House, Jordan, Pippen and Mourning.
Marbury, Walker, and others stood alone in the corner.
Hardaway missed the match because of uncomfortable legs and feet.
"Damn, that guy can only play against the fat guy because he has a good relationship with the fat man!" Walker was very dissatisfied with his defeat.
The two teams on the field have two captains, similar to the 2018 All-Star Game. The two captains in the east and the west choose players. Jordan and Barkley each lead a team.
Jordan preferred Pippen and Barkley preferred Mo Mengchen.
Mo Mengchen's selection is not such a rare thing. If it was not for Barkley to start first, Jordan might change hands and choose him.
"No referee can save you here!"
Starkhouse squeezed Mo Mengchen into the corner, buttocked, trying to knock him away.
"Thanks for reminding me."
At this moment, Mo Mengchen turned to relieve his force, and Starkhouse hit nothing. At the same time, Mo Mengchen waved his elbow and slammed into his armpit.
Starkhouse twitched and Momo Chen ran inwards, pointing the sky.
Johnson threw a high pass.
Everyone thought it was an empty connection. However, Mo Mengchen didn't take off with all his strength. He just jumped to a height where he could touch the ball, facing the position of the admiral a little.
David Robinson drank the ball and Alonzo Mourning couldn't stop it.
"This ball is very beautiful, Mo!" Admiral admired.
Barkley shouted: "You don't look at who is covering this!"
Robinson buckled beautifully, but Mo Mengchen felt that there was something wrong with his waist, and he would rub it every time he finished the intense movement.
It was definitely not a habitual movement, but a certain kind of pain drove Robinson to do it, which could relieve the pain.
The response came soon.
Jordan grabbed the ball with one hand and hit the ball with Robinson's cover in the air after a single ride.
"The ball is back to you, bastards!"
Jordan's teammates are completely supporting. This kind of high-intensity competition that does not last long is Jordan's favorite. He always dedicate his best performance.
In this game alone, Mo Mengchen saw that he scored several goals that would be repeatedly played countless times in the official game.
"You are here again, are you?"
Starkhouse didn't sing beside a group of celebrities and could only breathe into Mo Mengchen's body.
"Yes, I can't help but want to act when I see you as a poor worm. Do they believe me, do your teammates believe you?"
Mo Mengchen first stuck Starkhouse's heart, turned around and slipped, took the ball from outside, took over the steering, and turned Jordan over.
"Good shot!"
After changing direction, Mo Mengchen stepped up and rushed to the basket at a fast speed.
Mo Mengchen got up and jumped, and a phantom flew out from the weak side. Stark House was worthy of the title of Jordan's successor. This jump was not comparable to Mo Mengchen.
"What the are you doing?!"
Buckley roared.
If Stark House blocked Mo Mengchen, everyone would applaud him.
He did not choose to block, he used a more rude way, which is not going to the ball at all.
He hit Mo Mengchen directly in the air.
Mo Mengchen couldn't find his balance, he threw the ball at will, when the body fell fast, he flipped over, stretched, and landed with the least risk.
There was a loud sound.
"Mo!"
Hill went up and asked.
Buckley's eyes were like a knife: "You want to kill him? Why not bring a knife over? Then I might look up to you!"
"That action is really dangerous." Kevin Johnson once made this action on the court against other people. He knew the harm of this foul.
Mo Ning laughed: "The guys from North Carolina are not all good boys."
Jordan's face is blue, this is his training camp, if someone is injured here, who will come in the future?
Starkhouse's unassuming fell into Mo Mengchen, but hit his face.
"I did not do it on purpose."
The staring of several superstars made Starkhouse guilty.
"It's over?" Buckley was aggressive. "Do you have to say anything?"
Starkhouse had heard of Buckley’s notoriety, and he had absolutely no doubt whether he would put him down on the spot if he said the wrong thing again.
"You have done so much, and the sentence is not intentionally finished? You said what else should you do?" Buckley said coldly.
Stark House saw Mo Mengchen sitting on the ground, he knew what he needed to do.
He can sling away and leave the training camp, but he can't do it.
He walked in front of Mo Mengchen and was reluctant to say: "Sorry, Mo, I didn't mean it, how are you?"
"No need to apologize, just like a dog can't change shit, you can't change anything by apologizing."
Mo Mengchen said to others: "I think the game should not be over yet?"
"Do you still want to fight?" Jordan asked seriously.
The admiral said: "I suggest you do a check, this is a sloppy thing."
"I'm the best doctor in the world. I know everything about my situation. That idiot wanted to abolish me. He didn't succeed. This is the truth. I want to continue. What about you?"
Starkhouse was completely speechless, he wanted to defend himself, but he just couldn't speak.
Mo Mengchen's aura is too strong. In front of this group of superstars, he does not have any weakness of his juniors.
Even more frightening is that others feel no violation.
No one thought, "Is this guy too arrogant?"
"So, go ahead," Jordan said.
Continue, of course, continue.
If you don't continue, how can you fight back on Stark House?
Let him do something in vain? Mo Mengchen didn't want to wait until the regular season, if he wanted to get revenge, he had to use it now and when he was most angry.
In this case, revenge is the happiest.
Will those who have endured many years of revenge be really happy?
Starkhouse was tripped by Mo Mengchen;
When he was in position, Mo Mengchen's palm waved to his face "inadvertently";
For the last time, Mo Mengchen completely ended him.
Cutting out the ball, Mo Mengchen shook Starkhouse, without shooting, directly facing his stomach with an elbow.
KO on the spot.
There was no referee or camera anyway, and the matter was also provoked by Starkhouse, and Mo Mengchen didn't matter.
"you!"
Marbury thought that Mo Mengchen's reaction was overdone, and Wokla stopped him.
"It has nothing to do with us, Stephen." Walker said.
They had no relationship with Stark House, but they formed a small group temporarily to embarrass Mo Mengchen.
Until now, even dull people should see that the weight of Mo Mengchen is much heavier than they thought.
Stark didn't cover his stomach, he didn't know why no one helped him.
He just came to Mo Mengchen as a criminal, everyone accused him, and Mo Mengchen did so many dirty actions under their eyes, but they were indifferent.
Is there any more double standard than this?
Starkhouse felt more and more angry, just about to stand up, but felt a pain in his stomach. Mo Mengchen did not have a soft hand, hitting the point, he was afraid to move at all.
"It looks like he can't do it anymore." Mo Mengchen said to Jordan.
Jordan has played for so many years~EbookFREE.me~ This is the first time I have seen such a ruthless person.
Although Starkhouse deserves this idiot crime, does this guy not know how to converge?
"Come on a substitute." Jordan valued the fat head Tuo, "Anthony, you come up."
Walker happily played.
Starkhouse sat helplessly on the side of the court, covering his belly. The better Momo Chen's performance, the deeper his hatred.
The two seem to be born to be enemies. You can't look down on me, nor can I look down on you.
However, this is Starkhouse's wishful thinking, Mo Mengchen never regarded him as an enemy.
This is just an uncontrollable crazy dog.
The match ended with Jordan's victory. At the last moment, he and Pippen's defensive strength increased, and their opponents failed to respond, quickly ending the game.
There is no second half, this is the final result.
Barkley couldn't be more addicted and wanted to fight again, but Jordan was already satisfied. With Barkley screaming there, he took off his clothes and lit a cigar, declaring his victory.
"Damn bald, all day long he knew that his mother was slick on this little thing!" Buckley was very dissatisfied.
Mo Mengchen has no morbid fascination with victory, just like a surgical simulation before surgery.
If you fail, you will fail. Only if you really lose on stage, like the playoffs, will you be sad.
The match is just an immaterial mock exam.
He grabbed the ball and said, "Does anyone want to shoot with me?"
"I'm coming!" Penny muttered.
Mo Mengchen asked: "Can you fight?"
Penny said: "Aren't you just shooting? I'm fine!"
"bring it on."
Mo Mengchen grabbed the ball and went to the other side of the field.