Chapter 464: Why is it all aimed at me?

The performance of the Pistons is generally flawless, but it is not without flaws.
Although Rashid Wallace has comprehensive skills, he also has an inside heart. He likes to enter the inside to find confrontation, and suddenly he will also be in a low position.
Mo Mengchen couldn't ignore him when he saw that he was firmly in position.
As soon as Rashid took the ball, the Magic's envelop turned around and surrounded him completely. Roaring Tianzun was not in a hurry. With his long arms, he grabbed the ball in one hand. He thought he was as chic as Jordan. In fact, from the perspective of Mo Mengchen, his posture of catching the ball with one hand was slightly insignificant.
Roaring Tianzun saw Ben Wallace, who had run into the basket with the same name as him, and the basketball was like a mortar shell that fell from the sky, hitting the floor heavily and hitting Big Ben's hand.
Big Ben roared and scored with Horace Grant's assisted dunk.
48 to 34
With a 14-point gap, there was still 2 minutes left in the first half. Such a big gap made it impossible for Daley to change the penny. Moreover, the penny was also eager to fight and did not want to end at all.
His pace missed the basket in the blink of an eye, like an angel with wings, forcing a score.
36 to 48
"At this time, do you know who to give the ball to?" Hardaway said this and retreated confidently.
Do you need to think about this kind of thing? Of course it is who feeds.
Mo Mengchen glanced at Hardaway’s score. In the first quarter, the pennies who wanted to restrain their offensive desire only scored 5 points. In the second quarter, there was no continuous scoring performance. It's 18 points.
"Doctor Mo, Penny scored 18 points!"
Loretta clearly said it was a joke, but now he is still thinking about Hardaway's score.
Disappointing children is the cruelest thing in the world, but is there any way to prevent Hardaway from scoring?
Suddenly, Mo Mengchen thought of elbowing Hardaway, and it would be better to let him fall on the spot like an elbow like Malone KO's smiling assassin, but it was so bloody, how could he do such a thing in front of the little girl?
If Loretta is not a little girl, this matter can be considered.
Mo Mengchen moved forward slowly, step by step, looking at no speed, Hardaway did not dare to relax, everyone knows that Dor.Mo has an extraordinary speed.
In the Eastern Conference finals, he nearly defeated the old bull with speed.
No matter how hard Hardaway was, he couldn't stop Mo Mengchen's movement rate from gradually becoming bizarre. Because the movement rate was too fast, his sense of rhythm doubled, and he couldn't tell whether he was going to the left or the right.
Suddenly, Mo Mengchen stood on a horse step with his feet, pulled the ball with his right hand, swept under the crotch, and moved to the left together. In an instant, he crossed Hardaway's defense and rushed into the basket.
Hardaway stretched out his hand and thought it was over. Mo Mengchen's power shocked him.
Hardaway pulled Mo Mengchen this way, just like the touch between lovers. I don’t know what a guy who ran out of a bar. The foul is a foul. You are so deliberately sending him 2+1 ?
As the sky proves, Hardaway's foul force is not small, but Mo Mengchen's ability to resist strikes is too strong.
Hardaway was breached, the foul was fruitless, no one on the basket was ready, and watching Mo Mengchen layup, he could do nothing.
"Andone!"
Mo Mengchen raised his arm held by Hardaway, and blew softly in front of the penny face: "Some people, even the correct foul, will not do it. If it is me, I would rather twist your arm Will not let you finish the layup."
Hardaway's face sank: "This is what you said!"
Before Mo Menchen continued to pretend, Hill dragged him away.
Devil Mountain feels that he is good for him, don't make it as if you haven't been beaten 2+1, it's almost done.
Mo Mengchen got rid of Hill and held a small meeting before the free throw: "I will put the penny in later. I need you to help me at any cost. I must limit his score to 30 tonight."
Everyone has questions.
Rashid is a newcomer, arguably the most fearless person in the team, he asked: "Why?"
"I promised the little girl to limit pennies to 30 points. Do you want to let that kid disappoint us?" Mo Mengchen wisely transformed "I" into us.
This reminded him of a story about Yi Jianlian. When Yi Jianlian was still in the NBA, he said he wanted to prevent Bosh before a certain game. After the game started, Bosh turned into the pinnacle of Garnett and cut 35+15. Yi Jian exclaimed after the league: The wave giant is super giant, we can't prevent him.
"I" just became "us".
I didn't expect him to do such a thing one day...
Hearing Mo Mengchen's words, everyone looked at Loretta forward.
Compared to the 13-year-old girl, everyone is more attracted to her mother.
Rashid nodded squinted: "I see, I'll help you with this busy, Mo!"
Everyone looked clear.
Only Hill patted Mo Menchen's shoulder and said seriously: "Don't forget that you are a girlfriend."
Mo Mengchen:? ? ?
Mo Mengchen added a penalty, 51 to 36.
The point spread continued to expand, Mo Mengchen's offensive was very strong, Hardaway suffered a 2+1, and garbage words spilled on the wound, the emotion was very excited, just want to do it with the ball.
He first controlled the ball from the perimeter. Cobra Grant stepped forward to pick and roll and then broke in. Rashid wrapped up and added enough to fight against him.
Hardaway called out, but this scream failed to get a foul, and he could only barely shoot.
"boom!"
Grant returned to the basket with a high degree of rebounds and continued to pass.
Van Horn was about to attack with the ball. How could Hill let him succeed, death wrapped around him, the ball was broken on the spot, it was the piston's counterattack.
"What happened to this group of people suddenly?" Van Horn was puzzled.
The Magic is too late to assist defense, Hill has quickly attacked.
53 to 36
"Detroit came to life suddenly."
"No, not alive, but suddenly fired a seven-point fire to ten points, Orlando couldn't stand it!"
Hardaway continued to hold the ball, and he didn't believe it. He must hit the score back on Mo Mengchen.
He looked at Mo Mengchen's defense, frowning, not because the opponent's defense was strong, but because of the arrangement behind him—what the is this, and what benefit does Mo Mengchen give you? Why are you all dark behind him?
Don't look at it, startled.
Hardaway found that Rashid rather put Grant's open jumper and also had to block the best assist position. If Mo Mengchen was broken, he could assist at any time.
Even if Rashid helped Mo Mengchen, the two are in the same area, and it should be worthy of mutual care. Is that Alan Houston having in his mother's mind?
Is it okay to Nick Anderson?
Hardaway watched Houston's approach to his approaching momentum in a step or two, how could he fight? Four of the five people on the Pistons field are watching him, and all of them risk giving up defensive opponents. Should they be so exaggerated?
Penny didn’t know what he was doing wrong to be so targeted, and now it’s not attacking, neither is it.
He was so embarrassed that Van Horn thought that their boss was in trouble, and came out to help the boss solve problems, ran a good position, and asked for the ball.
Penny passed the ball out: "I won't be scared by this situation next time!"
"Fool, if I were you, I would break through and pass the ball to others." Mo Mengchen reminded "in good faith".
"Thank you for your advice, I will do this." Hardaway also felt that this was the most correct approach.
If he really does this, Mo Mengchen should be at ease, because then his scoring momentum will stop, which will increase the risk of the rest of the Magic opening their hands and feet, but nothing is more important than the child’s wish. .
Either don't agree, if you agree, you will have to work hard.
Van Horn's height is the only advantage against Hill. He can't get more chances on Hill's body. He can only force shots under strict protection.
Although the name of Bird II has been reduced to a joke, but this shot is still very good.
Van Horn made a beautiful jump shot and helped the decaying magic back with blood.
Daly was surprised when he stood outside. He also saw the Defensive Strategy of the Pistons against Hardaway. This self-defense defense is puzzling.
Why should I do this?
If you defend this way, although you can lock Hardaway's score, as long as he let go of his hands and feet to break through, there will be a lot of big open spaces.
Is it really good to lock one Hardaway and liberate others?
Are there any traps?
Daly doesn't believe that the Pistons will really perform such a stupid defense.
Not to mention Daly, even Westphal was dazzled by this fancy defense show by Mo Mengchen and others~EbookFREE.me~ Adam, what are they doing? "Westphal asked the little fat man beside him."
Frauss, who was growing in size, said with a smile: "Coach, you have to get used to surprise you."
In the next two minutes, Penny broke the ball five times, all succeeded, played four assists, and helped the team score 10 points in a row.
The Pistons' offense is also not idle. Although the Magic has continued to attack, the points have been in double digits.
At the end of the half, 60 to 48, Pence made a double-double. With the efforts of the Pistons, he failed to break his personal score by 20 points in the half.
"I will try to attack myself, and if there is no chance, pass the ball to a teammate with a better chance."
In the halftime interview, facing the reporter of ESPN, Penny could not wait to show his unselfish side to the outside world.
At this scene, Mo Mengchen laughed out loud: "That's it, remember to keep passing!"