Chapter 73: Are you perverted?

　　Malone was a chain-dropping character in most legends of the 1990s, and tonight, he was the king who ruled the audience.
　　 The Pistons can only blame, but they can only blame that they are not playing the life-and-death game of the playoffs, otherwise they can enjoy the key benefits of Malone's chain loss.
　　 The difference of 12 points cannot be reduced.
　　 In the eighth minute of the fourth quarter, Mo Mengchen steals Stockton. Because of the fierce pursuit of the soldiers behind him, he did not stop to chase a three-pointer and directly scored a counter-attack layup.
　　 "Dor.Mo's counterattack narrowed the point difference to 10 points!"
　　 "This is the tenth time you have said this sentence."
　　14 points, 9 rebounds and 11 assists, the triple-double is almost a decisive thing for Mo Mengchen.
　　 He was not excited at all, or even very unhappy. If this game was lost, it means that their strength is indeed not as good as that of the Jazz, and there is no excuse.
　　 is like this to him, if viewed from Hill's point of view, he will think it is because he is not playing well.
　　 "I'm used to some young people who seem to have wings. Novices like you are really rare."
　　 Stockton cleverly controls the ball. He doesn't like to communicate with his opponents. Usually he takes the initiative to confuse the opponent. Now, he really wants to say a few words to Mo Mengchen.
The last thing Mo Mengchen wanted to see was that he spoke.
　　His bad breath is really heavy. What else can I say about this old who does not pay attention to oral hygiene? Let him die with his team!
　　Mo Mengchen had an irritability for the first time, and there were more than one person who crossed over to play basketball? Why did his strength increase so slowly?
　　Bai Jidong doesn't even have a system, how can he mix so well?
　　Mo Mengchen's grievances, Stockton saw him not agree, hang the ball to Malone.
　　Malone had scored 40 points before, and this number continued to rise. The Pistons couldn't stop him. Collins changed four or five people. Malone rubbed his nose and burst into blows.
The consecutive defensive failures made the Pistons tired, and they slowed down a bit. Malone was particularly good at seizing these holes. He found Hornacek, who shot a three-pointer and shot directly into the net. .
　　 failed to wrap up, but Houston, who was stolen by a three-pointer, was full of frustration. Compared to Hill, his performance tonight was still good.
　　 24 points, 3 rebounds, 1 assists, has undertaken a lot for the team, and this is not enough.
　　Depressed emotions spread on the Pistons.
　　Mo Mengchen clapped the ball in one hand and shouted: "Put up your head, idiot!"
"Ok?"
Thorpe walked up the old leg to give him a pick-and-roll. Malone's defense was very intelligent. He caught Mo Mengchen not to make a shot, and fell back under the basket like a catch, like a kind old servant who greeted guests in the Middle Ages: "You Cast! You cast! I let you cast!"
　　If Mo Mengchen remembers correctly, he has a 60-point mid-range shooting attribute, which means he is not unable to shoot.
　　 "Then I will vote?"
　　Mo Mengchen paused, leaping like a free throw under Maroon's stunned face, and pulled out the ball in his hand.
　　 The bullet-like index finger pointed at Ma Long's head and mocked his face. He never wanted his opponent to feel any joy of victory.
　　 He did not admit defeat.
　　Mo Mengchen shot for the first time in his career, he made it.
　　 This is his 16th point tonight.
　　 "8 of 11 shots, Dor.Mo is not only comprehensive, but also his efficiency is ridiculously high."
　　 "It is rumored that he will not shoot in the middle distance, but looking at this ball just now, it doesn't look like he can't shoot."
　　 In the last five minutes of the fourth quarter, Mo Mengchen picked up a rebound and the long pass Hill counterattacked the score. The point difference was reduced to 10 points. His data also reached a triple-double.
　　 At the time, his stats were 18 points, 10 rebounds and 13 assists. This was the second time he had a triple-double in his career.
　　 Only, this triple-double did not bring victory.
　　 In the last four minutes, the Jazz made two consecutive three-pointers and turned the game into garbage time.
　　 Seeing Mo Mengchen's tired state, Collins sighed softly and replaced the man.
Every step he takes, there will be a lot of sweat at the place where he passes. He gasps, Bai Jing's face is red because of unsmooth breathing, like a monkey butt, anyone can see that he has tried his best, he has no reservation .
　　 "This is a good game."
　　In the VIP box, the Jazz boss's eyebrows were stretched, and he was very happy.
　　 "My friend lost the game, which made me very disappointed, but this is indeed a good game." Public and private, little Dura can still distinguish clearly.
　　Poser smiled indifferently, and the shot of the big screen on the scene was aimed at Mo Mengchen.
　　 He was about to lose, he was exhausted, he was sweating, he was wearing a towel, but his face was not discouraged, and he did not have the gesture that a loser should have.
　　 If you are not such a person, how dare I give my daughter to your hands?
　　Poser thought about it and took a sip of wine.
　　 Less than ten minutes, the two sides finished the last four minutes.
　　Morning early tomorrow, Malone will definitely appear on the headlines against the sixth-placed Pistons in the East. He scored 46 points and 18 rebounds unstoppable. The Pistons exploded in and out.
　　 At the end of the game, he showed muscles to the Pistons, and the reporter photographed the scene.
　　 "Karl is like a mighty general, and he never humiliates his defeated men."-This is the title of this photo.
　　 "Scoring double figures."
　　 "Grabbed seven or more rebounds."
　　 "Prevent opponents from assisting in double figures."
　　 "Personal rating reaches B+."
　　 "Team rating reaches A."
　　 "The game loses and the reward is halved."
　　 "Return: 455."
　　Mo Mengchen, Hill, Houston and Chris attended the press conference together.
　　Mo Mengchen answered most of the questions, but all of them took the approach of avoiding the weight and taking the weight light. His answer not only gave reporters the material to dig deep, but also did not let himself fall into public opinion.
Gradually, the media began to get used to his speech.
Back in the locker room, before disbanding everyone, Collins said: "If each of you can do your best to win like Mo, the result of this game may be a little different tonight, guys, give up is equal to surrender."
　　After Collins left, Mo Mengchen pulled off his clothes with one hand, took a towel around his lower body, and walked into the shower.
　　 Apart from losing tonight, it is not nothing.
　　He voted in a CIC.
　　 Although it was only a goal, but he was decisive and his posture was smooth, his middle distance was no longer gray.
　　 Other teams in the league have to reconsider this issue.
　　Did Mo Mengchen not like CIC or would he not? Is this a fluke?
　　 This is the result he wants. He has limited strength now, and he needs to create this kind of lingering feeling of clouds and mist.
　　 Thinking of this, he turned on the system and checked various attributes of the body.
　　 switched to the basketball player template, he noticed the skill bar below.
　　 "Left-hand Assassin".
　　This skill provides him with many conveniences.
　　 This is a main skill, most people will use it as the main attack, but he is used for raids. Even so, such a skill is also valuable.
　　Mo Mengchen just wanted to know, what should I do to get more skills?
　　 There are five skill columns. He thinks there is only one skill. The other four columns are empty. Will the "left-handed assassin" feel "lonely"?
　　 "Forget it, you won't answer me anyway."
　　Mo Mengchen basically accepts the fact that his system has no spirituality.
　　Mo Mengchen washed for nearly half an hour, and finally finished washing.
　　He wore a bath towel and walked into the dressing room. Hill was sitting on the bench in neat clothes.
　　Mo Mengchen only regarded him as a transparent person and skipped it directly.
"Can you not see me?"
"I saw."
　　 "You didn't say hello."
　　Mo Mengchen asked: "Why?" "This is basic politeness, wouldn't you greet others?" Hill said.
　　 "I am from Australia, Australia is the homeland of exiles," Mo Mengchen smiled mockingly, "That is to say, I am a barbarian."
　　 "So, please don't tell me politeness about this egg from Duke!"
　　 "You say it too much..."
　　 First is underwear~EbookFREE.me~ followed by outerwear.
　　From top to bottom, Mo Mengchen wore one piece at a time, really regarded Hill as if it did not exist.
　　 "Why don't you wear it from bottom to top?" Hill asked.
"got used to."
　　 "The habit has to be changed, so it is not elegant, you can't always expose that... to the outside." Hill reserved said.
　　Mo Mengchen turned to the ebony stick and asked, "Do you have an opinion?"
　　 Spicy eyes!
　　 Hill screamed angrily: "It really is a barbarian!"
　　 "Congratulations on meeting me again."
　　Mo Mengchen said while putting on his underwear, he finally concealed the ugly ebony stick.
　　Hill suddenly felt wrong. This guy didn't usually wear clothes like this, and suddenly he wore such formal clothes. There must be a date.
　　 But this is Utah!
　　 What's so interesting about the place where he can't stand even his elegant and traditional noble son?
　　 "Can I ask you a question?" Mo Mengchen twiddled his hairstyle.
"Say."
　　 "Are you abnormal?"
　　Hill's neck is reddened, and a little fat baby's round face burst out with a few ugly tendons: "Of course not!"
　　 "Then why do you keep watching me wear clothes?" Mo Mengchen said, "If you can't give a reasonable explanation, I will apply to the coach to bring the scalpel into the locker room."
　　 "What are you doing with that?"
　　 Mo Mengchen finally got it right, with a smile on his face. This smile looked really comfortable. Others could never imagine how terrifying the mouth could be with such a smile.
　　 "If you plot against me, I will first cut your carotid artery, and then cut your 12 into pieces to feed the shark."
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