Chapter 559: Whose home is this?

"Okay, I'm fine."
Mo Mengchen slapped Loll's hand on him.
After the incident happened, Lor was also afraid for a while, what was Mo Mengchen in a violent state? He has seen more, and whenever they succumb to lose the game, they can see this kind of momen in the locker room.
Mo Mengchen would anger the team with a murderous face. No one was spared except the coaching staff.
No one dared to confront Mo Mengchen in that state, and this state appeared on the field tonight, his anger towards the referee almost burst out.
Rolle stopped the incident.
Rashid spearheaded the thumbs up to Lorby: "Realman!"
The whole team feels the same, really a warrior.
Rolle's position in the hearts of the people has also improved a lot, looking at him like Miller and Davis looked at the fairy.
But they didn't have time to express their respect to Lohr and the game would continue.
Mo Mengchen's anger went out, but the Blazers did not. They were only suppressed by the referee. They didn't want to find Mo Mengchen for a moment.
Sabonis and Weber were most indignant.
One of them was ridiculed as gigantism, and the other was directly insulted as a mother.
They just want the ball back now.
Sabonis got the ball high, and he has always been calm, but now he holds the ball up, Brad Miller.
39 to 32
Sabonis said to Mo Mengchen: "We will send you to tonight!"
"Then I will hold your snail legs down." Mo Mengchen satirically sarcastically.
Sabonis is recognized as a slow runner. This is also a pain in his heart. When he was young, he was more flexible than he is now. He just did too much unscientific training. When he came to the NBA, both knees were scrapped. Jogging and a little bit of bread jumping are already miracles.
The more Mo Mo Chen mocked him, the deeper he hated Mo Mo Chen.
McKinley found that his coordination had no effect, and the two teams hated each other more and more.
In his view, this is all Mo Mengchen's fault.
If it weren't that his open mouth was all vicious language, the scene was so ugly?
It's just that when he roared at Mo Mengchen, the other person's instantaneous eyes changed, making him feel a cold neck, as if he was going to die here. The horror fear lasted for two seconds. After Luo Er pulled Mo Mengchen away , Things have subsided.
However, it has only subsided temporarily.
Now Sabonis has a very high hatred value for Mo Mengchen, which is a point that can be used.
Mo Mengchen deliberately let Miller come up to pick and roll, he gave the roof of the world a chance to retaliate against himself. The roof of the world has indeed come up, fierce and evil, and it usually looks like a kind-hearted, middle-aged white man. Now with this horrifying expression as if both parents died last night, it is really scary.
Miller pulled away quickly after the pick and roll.
Sabonis directly presses up, and Sprewell and Mormon dust together.
"Two poor stupid pigs!"
Mo Mengchen smashed the ball from the center of the body of the madman and the roof of the world. The basketball beautifully penetrated into the gap between the two and came to Miller's hand.
Miller made a three-pointer beyond the three-point line on the right at the 45-degree angle.
Hit!
35 to 39
"The brain is really contagious." Mo Mengchen looked at Sabonis pitifully. "Before you are still ill, stay away from this brain (he pointed at Sprewell), otherwise there will be a brain and a giant. The disease still has a pair of snail legs, and even I can't help feeling sad for you."
During the lifetime of the hero of Sabonis, when had he suffered such vicious and unreasonable verbal attacks? After repeated setbacks, his hatred towards Mo Mengchen broke out, and he had nothing to add. When he was out of control, he pushed Mo Mengchen out of his hand.
Mckinren sounded the most unwilling technical foul in his life.
He really didn't want to blow this technical foul, but Sabonis' action was too excessive. If it doesn't blow, the Pistons will definitely appeal to the league to trouble him.
"You demon!" Sabonis growled.
Mo Mengchen sat proudly on the ground, smiling cold and cold.
He obviously has a rare and handsome Asian face, even Europeans and Americans have to sigh the exquisiteness of this face, his smile should be as warm as the summer heat, and at this time, he was sitting in situ with his hands on On the ground, the smile was dark and cold.
It makes people feel straight hair.
This was also the first time Sprewell was afraid of Mo Mengchen.
Miller lifted Mo Mengchen up.
Now Mo Mengchen has to perform two free throws and one throw.
Mike Dunleavy replaced Sabonis, who was out of control, and replaced Brian Grant.
At the same time, the Pistons replaced Ben Wallace and Hill, replacing Jerome Williams and Ricky Davis.
Hill has always disapproved Mo Mengchen's practice of provoking, attacking, and even humiliating his opponents on the court. He believes that the two armed forces should leave each other a basic sentiment.
Mo Mengchen never listened to him.
Tonight, Devil Mountain once thought he had done so correctly.
He just wanted to get the scene out of control, McKinlen was afraid, and he was suspicious of the next sentence.
The kind of punishment in the first quarter has aroused such a response. If he continues that punishment, what will Mo Mengchen do?
His anger that nowhere to vent will naturally be vented on the Trail Blazers. If the fight is triggered by this and the NBA reputation is damaged, can he escape the responsibility as the referee?
From now on, McKinlan, like those insiders who are carrying five offences, is on the court.
Hill watched Mo Mengchen take the first goal.
"Uh!"
"Who said the player can't influence the referee? This guy will do it." Hill thought, "Sabonis is right, he is a demon."
37 to 39
Mo Mengchen made two free throws and the Pistons still had the ball right, because the penalty for the technical foul was two free throws.
The boos of the rose garden screamed.
Paul Allen has never seen such a game, they clearly dominated, but suddenly they were chased by only 2 points.
Less than five minutes passed in the second quarter. Mo Mengchen stubbornly chased the score back. He also sent Sabonis out of control on the spot, and even the referee was sealed.
Only a few people can see these contents.
Allen can only see that they have been chased by 2 points. As for the rest, he and the audience on the scene, apart from heartache, are also dissatisfied with Mo Mengchen.
Even if he recruited Mo Mengchen a while ago, he did too much tonight.
This guy is really bad!
Hill served Mo Mengchen, but the two did not say a word and glanced at each other.
Suddenly, the Devil Mountain fake pick-and-roll was really inward; Dor. Mo faked the true pass, and the cooperation of the two deceived the Blazers' defense.
Devil Mountain catches the ball under the basket, moves at a pace, looks like a world-class dancer, and turns around, leaving off Jim Jackson who just wanted to defend. The basket is strengthened, causing Webber's defensive foul, and the ball Scored.
The whistle was again the side referee who was not under McKinley's control.
McKinlan was furious, and the situation would get out of control again. Does this guy think the game is not chaotic enough? He, the head referee, didn't dare to blow it up. What do the young people want to do?
"Joseph, I have to talk to you." McKinlen pulled the young referee away, and another referee served Hill.
Mo Mengchen noticed the changes of the three referees.
It seems that the three men are not wearing the same pants, at least McKinley and the young referee named Joseph are not the same.
"Something interesting." Mo Mengchen smiled.
Hilga hit a penalty.
If it weren't for Wharton, this audience could not remember.
"40 to 39, the piston overtakes!"
"In just 4 minutes, they hit a climax of 15 to 2!"
Mike Dunleavy paced back and forth. This change in the game really made him unexpected. He thought it was a win because the referee's bias towards the Blazers was too obvious.
Although it is very unpleasant to rely on the referee to win, but professional sports, there is no complete black and complete white, the game is full of various uncertain factors.
The referee is a difficult problem to circumvent.
He doesn’t mind that some people say they win by the referee, because some junk teams can’t win by the referee. They did the job of the referee in advance and made a profit at home justly. They should be proud of it, just like South Korea in the future People will take advantage of home advantage to reach the World Cup semi-finals.
Although the whole world has spurned them, I am afraid that no Korean would consider this a shame.
You don't have to be stupid to have an advantage, you are darker than me when you have the ability.
In away games, home advantage is itself a factor that must be considered.
Dunleavy even thinks that the guys who constantly complain about the whistle are the real pitiful worms. If they are not prepared to deal with all kinds of difficulties, then you came to beat your mother on the road?
result...
result...
Deng Liwei didn't even want to look at Mo Mengchen even more. When he saw him, he thought about how this young Chinese Australian could change the situation in five minutes.
Now it is useless to say anything, it is difficult for the referee to help them next.
In the blink of an eye, Sprewell made a dribble mistake and was intercepted by Mo Mengchen's ball, and the Pistons' counterattack was hit again.
Hill struggled against defense in the frontcourt, overturned Stoudemire in the air, whistle, scored points, and added penalties.
Josephine again!
The green bars on McKinlan's face were about to burst.
"Cappa!"
Mo Mengchen applauded loudly and encouraged the young referee: "This increasingly decaying alliance needs your fair and selfless referee!"
The young Josephine said selflessly: "This is my duty!"
Mo Mengchen said shamelessly: "I admire you from the bottom of my heart."
"Thank you..."
Hill lying on the ground and waiting for a long time before Mo Mengchen pulled him up angrily climbed up ~EbookFREE.me~ Mo Mengchen knelt and licked the referee fiercely.
What is this guy doing? I just wanted to fight with the referee just now, which one is singing again?
Paul Allen on the sidelines saw this scene, called an assistant, and said, "At the end of the midfield, give Dennis a glass of water in my name."
"Yes!"
The assistant nodded.
Allen put his hands around his chest, he would not believe it, can his home game become an away game?
Is Mo Mengchen a magician?
He will never let this happen!
Give me the home advantage back!