Chapter 562: It's going to change!

Fans don't know that this is the first time Mo Mengchen has started to defend the tough Blazers at a distance of three meters.
Latrier Sprewell, who is known as the apex of active outside defense, was once again broken by Mo Mengchen.
No one inside could shield him from the wind and rain, and Sabonis had six offenses as early as two minutes ago.
Weber's assist defense is a layer of paper. He really is like Mo Mengchen said. It is an unreliable soft egg at the critical moment.
Weber's assist defense was too slow, and Mo Mengchen hit a finger and made a layup.
108 to 92
With three minutes left in the fourth quarter, the Trail Blazers were almost exploded by Mo Mengchen.
"Legend is born tonight!"
"Dor.Mo scored 25 points in the final quarter tonight, tying the Pistons legend Isaiah Thomas to maintain the single-season scoring record in the finals!"
"He has three minutes to break this record, as long as he continues to play, this is inevitable!"
The two commentators look forward to this scene.
Mo Mengchen scored a total of 25 points in the first three quarters, and scored another 25 points in the fourth quarter. He has already set a new career high, and has broken multiple records and achieved multiple achievements.
As for breaking the smiling assassin's record, he has no interest at all.
It's time for garbage.
"Mo, do you want to break the record?"
The game was suspended and Westphal asked Mo Mengchen's opinion.
Mo Mengchen slowly put on the appearance suit, said indifferently: "Thank you, I am not interested."
Westphal is a bit sorry, but this also conforms to Mo Mengchen's usual style, he replaced all the main force.
This game, they are about to win.
"Unfortunately, Dor.Mo is no longer playing. He tied the record, but he didn't break the record. I don't know if he disdain to break the record during garbage time, or out of respect for the famous teammates?"
respect? Mo Mengchen didn't respect the smiling assassin at all.
I just don't want to brush it.
50 points, 8 rebounds and 5 assists, this is his data tonight, there will be no changes.
Tonight this game can let Mike Dunleavy know how big a mistake he has made, Mo Mengchen did not give him the opportunity to repent and the time to react.
During the period of Mo Mengchen's hurricane, Dunleavy called three timeouts and changed three people to defend Mo Mengchen, but it had no effect. No matter who came, Mo Mengchen was to let his teammates pull apart and start a strong attack after three meters.
During his crazy offensive time, it reminded me of the sixth and seventh games of last year's Eastern Conference finals. In the face of the King Bulls at the time, he also scored like this.
By speed alone, he blasted the Bulls with the league's best defense.
And tonight, with a rare black whistle in history, he led the team in the fourth quarter to make a comeback and defeated the Blazers in a most shocking way.
In three minutes, the Pistons will be announced on the spot.
At that time, they will win the match point and head out of the Rose Garden Arena with a big score of 3-1.
The Blazers were beaten by Mo Mengchen. They lost their fighting spirit and struggled for the rest of the time. They quickly lost the game.
At the end of the game, 116 to 98, Mo Mengchen bombed in the last quarter, taking over the team's offense for nine minutes in a row, scoring 25 minutes out of 27 points during the period, and puncturing the Blazers in one fell swoop.
Westphal saw the referee Dennis McKinlan coming to them tonight, remembering his law enforcement in the first quarter and third quarter, and still think of it is still angry.
Westphal rushed in front of McKinlan and pointed to his nose. "I swear, I will let the team file charges against the league. You are responsible for the penalty that happened tonight!"
McKinley was shocked, he had clearly agreed with Mo Mengchen.
He looked at Mo Mengchen, hoping that he would fulfill his promise.
Mo Mengchen smiled harmlessly: "I want to help you, but the coach is angry, sorry."
"You! You promised me!" McKinlan was flushed with rage, frightened by the upcoming accusations.
Mo Mengchen responded to him with a smile: "I lied to you."
"Demon! You demon!"
So far, this is the only way McKinlen can vent his anger and panic.
Mo Mengchen said to him directly, "Yes, I am."
"Prepare to confess to fans all over the world, and I will make your wonderful performance tonight into a small movie and send it to the office of the president of the league." Mo Mengchen's words made McKinlan desperate.
He didn't know when Mo Mengchen arranged eight photographers on the scene. They captured the controversial penalties from all angles. From those eight angles, they could definitely provide clear and unmistakable images to accuse him.
McKinlen was vain for a while, and his feet were weak.
He didn't expect that his short career will be over in just one night.
Damn, he didn't even want to achieve this level.
His madness was completely because Mo Mengchen disregarded him. The crazy performance in the third quarter was to declare the authority of the head referee. Mo Mengchen's silence at that time filled him with pleasure, and he thought he finally scared the bastard.
But he fell into the devil's trap.
Now he regrets that this matter is out of his control.
Westphal wanted to know how Mormon Chen made McKinlen
shut up
in the fourth quarter.
They can make a comeback. Although there is a reason for Mo Mengchen's crazy performance, McKinren's stop blowing the black whistle is also a decisive factor. If he continues to blow the penalty of the third quarter, Mo Mengchen can't be brave enough to turn the sky.
The referee's power and position on the court allow them to freely control the situation.
This is not something that players can change.
But tonight, Mo Mengchen changed twice.
In the first quarter, McKinley showed signs of wanting to blow the piston to death, and Mo Mengchen mainly humiliated the pioneers, intensifying the contradiction between the two sides. McKinren feared that the scene would be out of control and would not dare to blow again; but the third At the festival, his kind of reckless punishment lasted for a whole period. The four misjudgments further indicated that he had completely caught fire. How did Mo Mengchen stop him?
Westphal couldn't understand it at all.
Hill was bluffing behind Mo Mengchen. Tonight his light was completely taken away by Mo Mengchen. Because of this game, his finals MVP is no longer rock-solid. This does not seem to affect his mood at all.
The Pistons returned to the press conference.
The last time they lost Rose Garden, their team missed the press conference and were fined by the league.
Now they held the match point against the black whistle. Before playing, Mo Mengchen specifically made Hill and others put on a bitter gourd face, a look of grievance.
It's time to fight back, against the demons and ghosts in Detroit.
At the press conference, there were not only reporters from ESPN, TNT, BBC and other TV stations, but also a large number of reporters from Detroit. Of course, some reporters who stood on the side of the Red Wings and watched the joke were essential. Late, they are hard to read the Pistons joke, because the Pistons won and won in a legendary way.
Before waiting for the reporter to ask questions, Mo Mengchen blew the microphone and confirmed that he could speak. He said, "Before you ask questions, I have to say a few words."
Hill, Rashid, and Dumars looked down and lost their frustration.
The media on the spot were all aimed at Mo Mengchen.
"We will not apologize for the absence of the press conference the night before. If you want to ask why, my answer is: We need a relatively quiet environment to meet the failure and prepare for the unexpected hard fight tonight."
"The league stipulates that every team has an obligation to engage with the media. This is the basis for the league to contact the world. We need to let the public know what we think. This is our obligation, and we accept it." Mo Mengchen looked at A reporter in Detroit, he recognized at a glance what came from Detroit. "But we are also ordinary mortals. We have flesh and blood like you, and we have unbearable weight."
"For us, the unbearable weight of life is when we are fighting hard and crying for failure in order to bring honor to Detroit, but Detroit laughs at our failure, satirizes our victory and discredits us. Achievement negates all of us." Mo Mengchen stared at the Detroit media with an angry face. They were guilty. "The unbearable weight of life is a group of people who bring honor to the city like us, because they refuse to look at themselves. If you fail, the success of others will hurt us maliciously, ignore the facts, and provoke the relationship between the fans. There is nothing wrong. I am talking about the red wing's bitches!"
The scene exploded!
This time, the Pistons exposed the wound in front of the whole world, proclaiming the scandals inside Detroit.
The media that favored the Red Wings interjected: "Isen, what do you mean the Red Wings are maliciously hurting you?"
The reporter who intervened was a middle-aged man who wore glasses and looked gentle.
Mo Mengchen paid attention to the sign on his left chest-"Detroit Blue Flag".
Mo Mengchen's face eased a little, if they didn't stand up, the play was really not good to sing down.
"He admits that he does not understand basketball, and points out that our game style is dirty, unsportsmanlike, and discrediting the city. Is this a malicious attack?" Mo Mengchen asked back.
The reporter wearing glasses came prepared, and he said calmly: "If I remember correctly, the person who made this point is the left Wynd Gillow of the Red Wings. But, I remember he was not speculating out of thin air. He pointed out that you were blown three technical fouls by the referee in a certain game. He has real evidence. This is not a malicious attack."
"Oh? Since that is the case, can I also use real evidence to prove that ice hockey is a restricted barbaric sport?"
Mo Mengchen's words caused an uproar, and reporters at the scene whispered.
This sentence is too horrible, Mo Mengchen may offend everyone who likes ice hockey.
"Want to hear the details." The reporter wearing glasses laughed, thinking that Mo Mengchen was digging his own grave.
Mo Mengchen said: "As far as I know, ice hockey is the only sport that allows fighting during a game. I think this rule will lead many immature children with spectacles to go astray and increase the tendency of teenagers to fight violently. Why? As public figures, they fight legally in the game. Isn’t that not barbaric enough? You know, even swearing on TV shows needs to be silenced by mosaics, not to mention fighting. It can be seen that ice hockey is definitely a limitation The barbarian sports of the first grade, I strongly oppose all television stations to broadcast the sports in prime time!"
"You're bullshit! You don't understand ice hockey at all, and you don't respect this project at all!" The reporter with glasses said angrily.
Mo Mengchen laughed.
He really hopes that everyone will see this reporter's ugliness.
"Yes, I'm talking nonsense, because I don't know about ice hockey, but I respect the sport, so I will take back what I just said, and apologize to everyone involved in the sport. But do you know basketball? Ned Ji Does Lu know basketball? Do you respect the sport again?"
The reporters oppressed by Mo Mengchen had nothing to say: "Dear respect, mutual respect!"
"Taking this reporter as a benchmark, I believe there are many people on the scene who are consistent with his purpose. They rushed from the Auto City to Portland without any effort to cheer us on. They want to see us lose and then ruthlessly Mocking us." Mo Mengchen said, "This is why we are absent from the press conference. We don't want to see this bunch of clutter! We have to calmly prepare for the game tonight, so we won the final victory!"
"If no one cheers for us, we will cheer for ourselves!"
"If no one is proud of us, we will make ourselves proud of ourselves!" Most of the Detroit reporters dared not stare at Mo Mengchen, and his stern eyes stared at them without complacency. "Instead of fighting for a group of haters of us Competition, we might as well play for ourselves, this is what I want to say!"
The audience was silent.
"Now you can start asking questions, but I am sorry, I will not answer your questions, because the existence of this group of people makes me sick, unless I leave this group of people, I will not answer any questions!"
Mo Mengchen expelled reporters from Detroit indiscriminately.
He knows that there are Detroit media who support them, but only in this way can those who support them feel the same.
These media who support them will not be grudged for being expelled. On the contrary, they will feel guilty and provide stronger support in public opinion.
Then ~EbookFREE.me~ Hill also stated: "Sorry, for the smooth press conference, please leave the media from Detroit."
Rashid and Dumas did not speak, but their meaning was clear.
Westphall laughed: "That's why we can make a comeback in this situation tonight, and the whole team is united."
The Detroit media had to leave.
This is embarrassing. They failed to refute Mo Mengchen's words, and they could not make the Pistons difficult during the subsequent questioning session. They could only continue their old tunes, but their use of discrediting the Pistons has been completely refuted by Mo Mengchen.
The Pistons are now the victims.
The Red Wings are the provocateurs, and this group of media is an accomplice. If the Pistons finally win the championship, the Red Wings will face the worst public opinion environment in history, and even their city status will be shaken.
This time, the sports world in Detroit is about to change!