Chapter 175: The hero fell

"Are you all right? Mo? Are you all right?"
Hill's reaction made it impossible to see whether he was pretending or really worried about Mo Mengchen.
Ma Hong's scalp is numb, he is worried about farts Is there anything to worry about? This lunatic has thrown people down as a meat pad. What else can we do? Still worry about Scott.
"I'm fine." Mo Mengchen smiled.
He didn't know.
Mo Mengchen reached out to Scott friendly: "I will stare at you, if you don't want to play well, I will accompany you."
Scott heard this sentence confusedly, he thought that Mo Mengchen would be punished, but not.
Damn, the referee actually blew him a foul?
The magic crowd is indignant.
The boos on the scene were as stormy as the storm.
The replay on the spot can't see what Mo Meng Chen did, because it seems that Scott tripped Mo Meng Chen who was about to hit the basket, and the series of tragedies behind it also came from...
Is this really the case?
Hardaway stepped forward to defend, and Scott had already stood up. His eyes looked a little loose, and the situation was not very good.
"Is it interesting?" Hardaway asked coldly.
Mo Mengchen responded faintly: "It's really interesting to think that this will protect Grant and hurt you."
"The ball should be used to decide the victory or defeat!"
"Then why don't you let that idiot put away his trotters?"
Mo Mengchen broke away from Hardaway's confrontation and took Mahon's serve.
Ma Hong made a ball-free cover, Mo Mengchen instantly got rid of Hardaway's pressing straight forward.
Hardaway wanted to help Scott get angry and was shaken by Mo Mengchen with a fake move.
"Beep!"
The referee's whistle blew, and Mo Mengchen burst into an instant, hitting a three-pointer.
"Dor.Mo hits four points!"
"Penny's mood seems to have some problems."
"Yes, Penny needs to control his emotions. If he wants to win this game, he really has to maintain a stable play."
Add free throws.
57 to 51
Hardaway hadn't passed the halftime, and his teammates pulled away to the right.
Still a singles, his mentality is extremely unstable, Mo Mengchen stood in a good position, let the teammates behind him pay attention to help defense.
As a result, Hardaway didn't make a breakthrough, facing two face-to-face rhythmic cross-step dribbles. He was forced to pull up only by talent, and he had lost his mind.
"boom!"
Hill Fei grabbed a rebound and saw the number 9 ahead, like a fatal long pass sent in the NCAA Finals. This kind of thing is too easy for him.
The length of Devil's Mountain teleported to Mo Mengchen's hands.
One step, two steps, pause, pull up.
"Dor.Mo's three-point chase!"
"No! He dropped!"
"60 to 51, the Magic requested a timeout!"
As he walked off the field, Mo Mengchen saw the anger on Hardaway's face, and he was still thinking about it.
Mo Mengchen doesn't care how Hardaway sees himself. He is only for his teammates. If he really hates court violence, why not stand up when Scott hurt Hill?
"Hold on! This is the rhythm we want, don't give them a chance!"
Collins yelled.
The pause time passed quickly, and Mo Mengchen could feel Hardaway's anger increasing with the times.
Anger seemed to have taken away his reason. Although O'Neal was missing, he still had a group of talented teammates. The idea of ​​driving the teammates at the start was correct. Now, he just wants to destroy the piston with his own ability.
Back from the timeout, Hardaway still holds the ball in hand.
Magic does not seem to have changed, it is to let him change the rhythm of the field alone.
"Are you angry?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile, "What can that change?"
Hardaway said: "It really can't change anything."
The moment the words fell, Hardaway passed the ball inside, which was undoubtedly the most correct approach.
Secari is experienced and not greedy for his efforts. Using his superior body, he gave Wallace a confrontation and got up to shoot.
Such a close shot is not easy to grasp, because once the hand feels a slight deviation, the ball will not fall into the basket.
Fortunately, Secari took control of the ball this time.
Play cricket.
53 to 60
Magic tears the space with Hardaway's personal ability, and the Pistons play special neatly every round, just like writing, slamming, clear.
Hill sat close to the post and Scott didn't dare to force it.
Mo Menchen's threat circulated in his ears, and he dared not even confront.
Scott's defense has already rotten to a certain extent, if not dare to confront, how to defend?
To make up for this defense, Hardaway turned to wrap up.
This was exactly the opportunity Hill was waiting for, and before the penny ran over, his first came out.
Mo Mengchen took the ball to break through and again involved the defense. Houston at the bottom corner was in a big gap.
Mo Mengchen continued to score, the king of the midrange shot got the ball, and his three-point jumper shot.
"Uh!"
63 to 53
"The point difference continues to expand!"
"For Orlando, this is just too bad!"
Hardaway handed the ball out, the timing of the timeout was just right, he was awake, and even the way of attacking changed.
The ball was delivered to Nick Anderson's hand, Hardaway turned around, leaning on Mo Mengchen's body, back to position.
Mo Mengchen deliberately gave him the position, if he could, he even hoped to continue to create the illusion of poor strength.
He does not want to let people all over the world know that he already has elite power.
He has too many shortcomings now. The more so, the less one can see his details. Only by revealing the vulnerabilities can he completely confuse his opponent. Only in this way can he let his opponent react when he reveals his true face. Come.
I wanted Hardaway to crash in, but the penny was indeed a penny, and his backhanding skills weren't just by brute force? In this round of confrontation, he succeeded in making Mo Mengchen suffer the bitterness and push the inward position. Such a large-scale rotation is almost destroying his knee, but he turned in.
Mo Mengchen was defensively out of position and his teammates were too late to fill in the space. Hardaway scored from a close range.
55 to 63
"I will get the score back, you wait and see!" Penny said.
Chase back? That's not easy.
Another pick-and-roll!
Hardaway tiger is splitting his eyes, he hates the various problems in the game, and now the problem is just on him. Every time he meets, Mo Mengchen will call a pick and roll, and every time he has achieved results.
This time, Mo Mengchen speeded past Sekari who wanted to make up for the defense and scored Mahon.
Ma Hong was a bandit, screamed, pulled up, and scored and fouled.
"Ahhhh~~!"
Ma Hong hissed.
As if this game had been won by them.
"Uh!"
Free throws are also scored.
67 to 53
"It's so frustrating, Orlando's scoring hasn't stopped, but the score difference is further widening, which is really..."
"And their feel is so good."
Pull apart, empty, still heads-up.
Hardaway has no patience.
He is in a better condition now than before, and looks less impetuous.
Mo Mengchen is not sure, but can only be faced by him. If his teammates have already pulled away, if the opponents are thrown away, the Hardaway can pass the ball halfway through.
"Humph!"
Hardaway snorted quickly, and shot the ball twice quickly with his right hand. These two shots almost made Mo Mengchen think he was going to start to the right in sequence. As a result, at the moment of the third shot, the ball flicked left. The body shook to the left like a streamer.
Too fast, like lightning.
Mo Mengchen lost position in an instant, Hardaway was not satisfied with two points, he stepped back on the three-point line, pulled up a three-pointer and shot.
"Uh!"
Hardaway helped the team to recover 3 points, and it seemed ready to start.
In the blink of an eye, in five or six seconds, Mo Mengchen made a long pass in the backcourt, Hill forced the layup, and after a confrontation with Seikali, he changed his layup to score.
If this is the Palace of Auburn Hills, this defense has been fouled.
Hill shouted and cheered himself up to inspire the morale of his teammates.
His performance makes Hardaway even more urgent, and the speed of chasing points needs to be faster. With such an idea, Penny broke through Mo Mengchen like a ghost and went straight to the basket to score.
"Rookie, what are you doing?" Mahon shouted at Wallace.
Wallace dare not answer.
The Pistons' offensive efficiency began to decline. The Magic's strategy was clear. The other four defended desperately. Hardaway scored points, at least for now.
Taking advantage of Hardaway's hot state, chase points as much as possible.
The point difference is shortened from now on, Hardaway used various postures to explode Mo Mengchen's defense, and then rushed into the basket, or outside the three-point line, various scores.
20 points in a single quarter, the third quarter to the last minute, Hardaway has scored 38 points.
Tactical screen, the weak side cuts out to catch the ball.
The Pistons' tactical running shattered the Magic's defense. Mo Mengchen took the ball high and made a sway, breaking through and scoring.
At the corner, Hill's 3-pointer.
"Go in!"
"Damn, even Grant's three-pointer scored!" Turing said depressedly.
Hardaway fought his life and finally caught up with the 5-point difference. Hill's goal made the difference back to 8 points, with only 20 seconds left in the third quarter.
The outbreak of pennies helped the team to keep the flames of victory, and now, he wants to give everyone a booster through the final attack.
The difference between 8 points and 6 or 5 points is no different. They are single digits. It is not important to score this goal. It is important that Hardaway beat the Pistons defense system alone.
If he still scored this goal, then they can say so.
Hardaway exploded the piston in the third quarter.
Hardaway approached slowly, Mo Mengchen judged the breakthrough line, but unfortunately, he could take the lead in blocking the road, but the penny's backhand could not resist ~EbookFREE.me~ This is the explosive gap, at this moment, behind the penny In the past three years, he used this trick to break through countless people, and this time is no exception.
Mo Mengchen couldn't defend at all.
Then he killed him, jumped like a tiger and faced Wallace's defense, detonating explosives on the piston's basket.
The audience is boiling.
Also at this moment...
The penny fell to the ground, twisting his feet, and the inexplicable pain hit him, and he fell.
Fans are still screaming for their heroes.
They are very happy because the team gave up O'Neal just for him, and he proved that he deserves this attention.
Apart from Mo Mengchen, no one found that he could not stand up.