Chapter 375: You guys want to win

Mo Mengchen stared at Hill and asked tentatively, "Would you like another three-pointer?"
Hill was terrified and quickly shook his head and said, "I can do anything except three-pointers!"
Seeing him as false, Mo Mengchen didn't know he should sigh him for his self-knowledge, or blame him for being too counselive.
If you dare not take it yourself, how can you take bold action against the enemy's empty defense at a critical moment?
How do we become fearless?
It's very simple. Try to do everything you are not good at every game. The most important thing is not to escape.
Hill's choice to escape also makes Mo Mengchen disappointed with him, but this is also the right choice, because he is indeed not allowed to shoot, since he is not allowed to shoot, it is natural to avoid shooting.
But there will always be some compulsion in the game, the enemy will force you to make a last resort, this is the game.
"Mo, with such a defense, what can you do?"
Harper actively provoked, he knew that Mo Mengchen was now helpless.
Buckley is busy fighting Rodman, Hill is suppressed by Pippen, Houston is a little brother in front of Jordan, the only competitive person is him.
The Bulls vs. Pistons game will be difficult because of his existence.
In the eyes of the Bulls, everyone is less dangerous than Mo Mengchen.
Because everyone else lives in the shadow of the Bulls, except for him, he thought about defeating the Bulls with all his heart. The five championships of the Bulls did not make him awe.
If the five rings have any effect, it is to make him more eager for the championship.
Rings can make people great.
In nothingness, Harper's defense was not flawed.
With a lower center of gravity, focusing on the left and right sides, there is no more defensive standard than this. His actions are textbook-level.
His flaw lies in his age. The excessive age takes away his agility and speed. As long as Mo Mengchen is willing, he can easily break through Harper, relying on speed alone.
This is just a regular season, he can not let the Bulls be wary, so he chose to call tactics, even if his teammates seem impossible to run a neat tactic under such a defense.
Houston ran as hard as he could to find space to shoot. He was suppressed by Jordan, but he had no fear in his heart. His demons had long since disappeared. Unlike Hill, he was suppressed by Jordan entirely out of strength. These are two Human strength gap, not other reasons.
He ran very hard, but Mo Mengchen didn't pass the ball, even if his chance appeared.
The position is not good, the pass is out, and there is a high chance of steals.
Their opponent is a bull. He can't hold the opponent's intention that he might not touch the ball. There is a voice in his heart. The pass will be mistaken.
So the ball is still in Mo Mengchen's hands, but the offensive time is less than ten seconds.
"You can only rely on yourself," Harper said. "Only you can rely on yourself."
"Then what are you doing here?" Mo Mengchen's voice fell, and suddenly he turned around, drifting and violently. Harper couldn't imagine that Mo Mengchen's straight line speed was so fast, but the turning movement was so fierce and fast. This is too contradictory.
Mo Mengchen, who turned around, was like a flat boat on the river, gently swaying past Harper.
Old Harper couldn't react, Mo Mengchen stepped inwards, and the free throw line stopped throwing.
"Uh!"
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Mo Mengchen turned back and said to Harper: "Since only you can be reliable, why don't you stay in the Cavaliers as the boss, but instead go to Chicago to have no dignity?"
"No dignity? You're wrong!" Harper said, "The three years in Chicago have been the most dignified time in my life. I'm relying on myself and gaining a foothold in the best team in history. I am very proud of this."
Mo Mengchen did not continue to say that he always felt that the piston was missing something.
The Bulls can make Harper, a player who has proven himself as the head of a team in other teams, self-defeating, as a defensive coolie, and he has no regrets and is very proud.
What about the piston? How much time did Barkley spend to become a blue collar? He is also not a real blue-collar now, maybe he will not be a full-time blue-collar forever.
This is one of them, what is missing? Mo Mengchen couldn't tell, but he knew that compared to the bulls, they still lacked something.
Those things are what distinguishes the Bulls from other teams.
The offensive resumed, Jordan missed a jumper, Rodman grabbed by turns, desperately grabbed the rebound from Barkley's hand, passed back to Jordan behind.
To fight for the rebound, Houston returned to the inside and left Jordan unattended in the highlands.
The trapeze shot empty, he really has no feeling now, so such a good opportunity also missed.
Rodman rushed again, one to three, and it still had the upper hand. If it was not Barkley who finally shot the ball out of bounds for him, it would be hard to say who could grab the rebound after spending so much.
The on-site commentator therefore said this: "Charles once said that if he put his energy on the backboard, like Dennis, he can do better than the other party. Now, he obviously cannot."
"Yes, there is no excuse. He has less playing time than Dennis, he is younger than Dennis, he has a larger tonnage than Dennis, he has almost all the advantages, but Dennis is doing better than him! "
The commentator's comments will affect Barkley, but Mo Mengchen is now unable to enlighten him. This is not his job either. It's Hill's job to take care of everyone. He's a mother.
Mom is considerate.
Due to Hill’s loss, Mo Mengchen was split into two roles tonight. He was tired, worried, and confused, because the points were too different.
His worries came from both on and off the court.
He was still thinking about Saint Lucifer.
Hill took the ball from the perimeter, Mo Mengchen turned around, and entered the crowd at the same time as Harper.
He can't be cranky, he must have a clear direction.
Things off the court for now.
During this process, Mo Mengchen suddenly slammed into Harper and knocked him to the ground. He had to wake up. The referee did not take any action against him.
This is a foul, no doubt.
But he is no longer a rookie who needs to be deterred by the referee. Now Mo Mengchen is one of Detroit's top cards, a new star in the league, and the biggest sign in the NBA outside Jordan. His ability is not as good as O'Neill Penny Hill and so on. People, but his off-site influence surpassed these people.
The strength of the entertainment industry is really not comparable to the NBA, and Ethan is an unstoppable music superstar.
Therefore, although he is just an ordinary All-Star player, he has received a superstar referee bias.
In this collision, Mo Mengchen made perfect use of the referee's partiality towards himself, knocking Harper down and running out of space.
Outside the three-point line, the ball arrives.
Mo Mengchen made a three-point shot and turned directly after landing. At that time, the ball was still in midair.
Unlike those who turned around early after shooting to worry about making five big embarrassments and kept looking at the ball, Mo Mengchen really turned around and never looked back.
"Uh!"
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"Why does this guy explode every time we hit?" Jordan looked hot and blamed Harper directly, "Ron, what the are you doing? He was knocked to the ground!"
What can Harper say? Mo Mengchen's power is improving rapidly, don't believe you go to watch against it?
He is a veteran. When the boss of the team criticizes you, it is not necessarily to criticize you. He is to lend you an attitude.
"Let the stop!" Jordan roared.
"Indeed, he will break out every time he hits us." Pippen looked at Hill playfully, "This is the difference between those two people."
"Come on, old man!"
Harper took the ball on his back to face Mo Mengchen, and he had a chance to recover the account just now.
"You just fouled that!" Harper said angrily.
"It's not that the referee didn't blow. Who told you that you didn't have the ability to make him whistle?" At this time, Mo Mengchen stepped forward to cling to Harper's body, and his shot was another move that took the ball on the edge of the foul.
Harper is mad, this is Jordan level treatment.
Only Jordan can take the ball so unscrupulously without worrying about the referee’s whistle. If any unsightly referee sounds the whistle, the trapeze will give the opponent a death eye, and from that second on, Jordan will not start again. The referee heard any whistle against him.
This is why there must be three referees on the court, not only for the consideration of law enforcement from different angles, but also for some soft-footed shrimps that will be scared by superstars.
It’s just that Harper doesn’t understand. Why did Mo Mengchen get such preferential treatment? He was selected as an All-Star this year!
Just because his jerseys sold more than Jordan?
Just because his sneakers sell comparable to AJ?
Just because he used his spare time to make a diamond-level album for two consecutive years?
Okay, this is really awesome.
Harper's thoughts made his backplay difficult.
Can't push in, can't open the situation, and finally can only pass the ball, Mo Mengchen took this into consideration, let Houston prepare in advance.
When Harper chose to pass the ball, he didn't think about it too much, because his mind was full of things.
He was too relaxed.
People cannot be too relaxed, otherwise they will forget to guard and guard.
The long-awaited Houston waited until that moment, he shot and took the first steal tonight, just about to fight back, Jordan's face flashed over his eyes, half a second later, the ball in his hand was shot by the opponent .
He felt the pain in the palm of his hand, which is definitely a thug!
But he can't count on the referee to blow Jordan a beater for him, not to mention that the beater is not obvious, and most of Jordan's palms are shot on the ball.
Then ~EbookFREE.me~ next second.
Jordan rushed to the basket with one arrow, flying in the air. The left and right levers caused Ratliff's foul and wiped the board.
"Michael!!!"
Fans on the scene stood up frantically. This man has been performing the best performances at the United Center every night for more than a decade.
Jordan turned around, his eyes were frightening, the aura brought by the five champions was enough to overwhelm everyone, and Ratliff took the initiative to retreat.
Mo Mengchen stood in the paint area, and saw Jordan walking towards him, passing by.
The two did not say a word, but two completely different auras collided together.
"Tonight, you do not want to win." Jordan said coldly.
"Sorry," Mo Mengchen said slowly. "We came here thousands of miles away not to lose."