Chapter 411: Mad male monkey

On May 27, the third day after Mo Mengchen's ankle sprain.
When he got up today, he deliberately moved his ankle from all angles, with a slight pain, but as long as he can move, this pain can be ignored.
Can it really be ignored? Mo Mengchen stared at his ankle.
Painful, this is a warning from the body, he has not fully recovered.
But this game cannot be lost tonight, he must play.
Mo Mengchen walked to the living room and saw Medela's expression dull.
"It seems that the appointment last night was not smooth." Mo Mengchen said lightly.
Trapped by a foot injury, he can only use these things to divert his attention.
Medela can no longer pretend that her date is going well. Last night she encountered a pervert: "We should strictly censor registered users on Meijiayuan!"
Mo Mengchen soaked a glass of skim milk: "Why?"
"I encountered a psychopath last night!" Medela complained angrily. "He made some very abnormal requests!"
Mo Menchen's focus is always different: "Are you satisfied with him?"
"I gave him an over-the-shoulder, is that satisfactory?" Medela was still upset.
Mo Mengchen couldn't believe what she gave to anyone.
If Medela really had this ability, he should have been crushed to pieces now?
This matter, Mo Mengchen is very self-knowledge.
He did not believe that Medela would refrain from this urge to protect, although this was true.
"Are you going to play tonight?" Medela knew about his injury.
Today, Mo Mengchen can be regarded as the psychological burden of players with injuries.
In theory, he shouldn't fight, he has to wait until he fully recovers before he can play.
But now the team can't live without him.
"Yes." Mo Mengchen said, "I will fight for a long time."
That night, Auburn Hills Palace.
As early as noon, the piston official announced with great fanfare that Mo Mengchen would return tonight.
Some fans are happy, and some are unhappy.
They think that the team's announcement of such a big deal will make the Bulls be prepared. Why not put a smoke bomb or something?
On this matter, there have also been discussions inside the piston.
In the end, there was no smoke bomb, it was Mo Mengchen's request.
"Let the Bulls know that I want to play now, or wait until night to know, it makes no difference at all, we have played four games, the two sides have no reservations."
Mo Mengchen unilaterally settled this matter.
Before the game warmed up, Mo Mengchen made a three-pointer with his left hand and right hand.
This is rare good news. If he can maintain this feeling, he can appropriately reduce the breakthrough tonight, and even return to the rookie season. That might make the Bulls unprepared.
Mo Menchen in the rookie season and the Prophet Mo Menchen played in a completely different way.
At that time, he scored by a three-pointer, and now he has evolved into a threat scorer in any position.
"It's really good that you are fine."
Before the game began, Jordan came to greet, and in front of Hill: "Without you, Detroit can't withstand a blow."
"No, we still have Grant Hill, but if the Bulls lose you, you won't even qualify for the playoffs." Mo Mengchen can't make Jordan's divisive plan a success. The country folks with no professional qualities chose to have surgery at the beginning of the season for their own self-interest. If you are not, the Bulls should pray for God’s favor at the lottery draw instead of standing here to play with us."
Pippen, who was shot for no reason, was intolerable: "How much do you think you know?"
Mo Mengchen responded sarcastically: "More than you think, aren't you supposed to never play for Chicago anymore? Why are you wearing this jersey cheeky now? You are so selfish and worthy of this outstanding Team?"
Pippen was almost out of control, and Jordan pulled the man away.
"Mo, don't talk nonsense, see the truth on the court." Jordan threw this sentence away and took away Pippen, who was desperately angry.
Hill hasn't said anything. He is in this style. When Jordan provoked, he just listened, not answered.
Mo Mengchen, with one enemy and two, sprayed away Jordan and Pippen before he said, "Are your ankles really okay?"
"It still hurts."
Mo Mengchen told the truth.
Hill's face flashed, and said: "If the injured is me, you will definitely stop me from playing, right?"
"No, this is just a minor injury, as long as you pay attention to protection, there will be nothing wrong." Mo Mengchen turned to his own basket.
Hill said nothing, he remembered how Mo Mengchen did it last year.
Mo Mengchen made Hill believe him.
Hill chose to believe that it was a truce in the key game, and later Mo Mengchen really led the team to eliminate the Eagles and advance to the semifinals.
But tonight, he didn't have the courage to straighten his waist and let Mo Mengchen do the same thing.
Without Mo Mengchen, he was not sure to lead the team to defeat the Bulls, even if it would make Mo Mengchen's injury worse, and then think of the other party's injury history.
Mo Mengchen took huge risks for this game tonight.
This made Hill both blameful and angry.
In the commentary, Bill Walton, who was the commentary guest, revealed a message: "I have an absolutely reliable insider. Dor.Mo's ankle has not healed. According to the informant, he can feel slight every exercise. Pain."
The news made the audience nervous.
Mo Mengchen expected to leak wind, but did not expect it to be so fast.
"Is that true?" Houston came and asked.
"Don't worry about it." Mo Mengchen took the ball and responded to his teammates' inquiries. "I love your body more than you."
Dumas said: "We just hope you don't overdraw the future for a game."
This sentence is too exaggerated.
If Mo Mengchen's injury is so serious that he cannot play, he will not be forced to play. He chose to play, first, the team needs, and second, the situation is not so serious.
"You can rest assured."
Mo Mengchen repeatedly stressed.
The game is about to start, and the Pistons are still starting at the original five.
The Bulls did the same. The series reached Game 5 and neither side made adjustments to their opponents.
Mo Mengchen came to the field, and Harper looked at him with concern: "It's really distressing to hear that your injury is still not good."
Shameful psychological warfare.
Mo Mengchen asked: "Will you give me a seat for this?"
Harper said hypocritically: "I really want to do that, but I can't, please forgive me."
Hypocritical Lao Ba.
There is still no suspense in the jump ball. Ratliff can block shots, rebounds and hit a jumper from the free throw line, but he just can't help the team jump to the ball.
Maybe we should make Lauderdale the pseudo-starter, jump up a ball every game, and then replace it.
The first round of the Bulls put Jordan in a low back.
Jordan leaned against Houston and formed an offensive outer triangle with Pippen and Harper.
Langley also pulled away from the bottom line, his range is not so far, but his mid-range can not be ignored.
Rodman wandered around the paint area, waiting for Jordan's shot, he was ready to rush to rebound.
Jordan's back attack shrank the Pistons' defense and Pippen's perimeter fell.
The trapeze passed the ball and Batman made a three-pointer.
"boom!"
Pippen missed a shot, but the game was just beginning. Rodman accurately judged the position of the rebound and did not fight with Barkley. His prediction is not available for the latter.
The showdown with Rodman proves that Barkley is far inferior to Rodman as a blue collar.
Rodman grabbed an offensive rebound and then passed Pippen.
Pippen made another three-pointer.
"boom!"
Still missed, Barkley assisted Hill in grabbing defensive rebounds.
"Piston's counterattack!"
Hill rushed to the frontcourt, waiting for others to land, stepping on the free throw line to score.
"Grant brought the first goal tonight!"
2 to 0
Hill turned back and ran back, he had to bear more, this is the goal he set for himself.
Mo Mengchen defended as usual, Harper did not feel his injury, his defense is not worse than before.
"Is that fake news?" Harper asked.
Mo Mengchen would certainly not give him the answer, and continued to oppress, forcing Harper to pass the ball.
Pippen got the ball, gave up the three-pointer, took the ball to the low post, and forced to eat Hill.
Two people of similar size will attack and defend low, and the one with the stronger core strength will win.
Pippen has more years of experience than Hill, and he knows how to create opportunities in this situation.
The strength comes from the center of the body, and Pippen's body hits behind him. Hill feels a huge pressure to push him away, which makes him unable to interfere with Pippen's shot for the first time.
Fortunately, Pippen's feel was not very good, this goal was lost again.
"It's Rodman again!"
Venier Johnson called out with love and hate.
This old guy who grabbed offensive rebounds in a row has made great contributions to the two Pistons championships.
Rodman rode his face to pick up the board, Buckley was extremely angry.
Rodman made a second offensive under the basket. Buckley's arm was as thick as a tree trunk and he slashed Rodman's shoulder.
"Beep!"
Rodman was knocked to the ground, but still put the ball into the basket.
Barkley raised his hand in anger, but Rodman, who was supposed to be painful, bit his lip and made a look of excitement, let his teammates dance with him~EbookFREE.me~His value is never just rebounds and Defensively.
Watching him jump and jump around the half like a estrus male monkey, provoking the fans at the scene, it is difficult for the teammates fighting alongside him to ignite a passion.
"Chuck, keep calm." Mo Mengchen shouted.
Barkley waved, but he was also very regretful.
If he was given another chance, he would play harder, and he promised to keep Rodman from standing up and going crazy.
But he can't turn back time like Jay Chou in "The Big Slam Dunk", so he can only regret while watching Rodman bring up the atmosphere of the team.
"Uh!"
Rodman hit a penalty with a very unstandard posture.
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