Chapter 837: Do you think you have me so beep?

837 Do you think you have me like this?
Although Lynch Hunt is very common as an NBA player, he has a 17-year career.
In his previous life, Hunter's 17-year NBA career has played for the Pistons for 12 years, including the 0304 championship season that overturned the Lakers F4.
Human encounters always change with changes in the surroundings. The presence of Mo Mengchen turns Hunter into a vagabond wanderer. He once wanted to return to the Pistons, but Dumas refused to consider Mo Mengchen’s attitude. Got him.
Hunter had no choice but to join elsewhere. Although he is not a top star player, he can also be regarded as a talent.
When Thanksgiving arrived, the Pistons and Lakers played their first match of the season, and Hunt was replaced by Fisher in the second quarter because of OK's grudges.
The opposite Mo Mengchen was no longer the rookie blackmailed by him.
,, No. 1 killer, Ethan... whatever he calls, he and Hunt are no longer a level player.
On the Pistons side, the starters in the second quarter were Mo Mengchen, Reed, Gerrard, Jerome Williams and Curry.
This is a semi-main lineup, but they have a 13-point lead.
"Guys, work harder and turn the bastards!"
O'Neill cheers everyone like Kobe. This buff blessing through the mouth cannon is the easiest to boost morale and the easiest to break.
Once the situation on the court was wrong, O'Neill said it would be useless.
Hunter took the ball forward, Mo Mengchen kept a certain distance from him, and he didn't seem to intend to put a poisoned hand?
Although Hunter has not witnessed the legend himself, as a member of the league, he is very sensitive to what is happening around him. The blackmail in the past will become his bragging capital after retirement, but it is definitely not now.
"Do you know, number 9, is a very bad number." Mo Mengchen said suddenly.
Hunter stopped as if he had a sudden cardiac arrest and closed the ball to get in. He got caught.
Mo Mengchen immediately rushed forward, Gerald also dropped Fox under Mo Mengchen's hint, rushed over and wrapped up.
"Snapped!"
The more afraid of something, the more will happen.
"Steal Lynch Hunt!"
Mo Mengchen accelerated, not giving Hunter a chance to approach him, and then rushed to the frontcourt at an unprecedented speed, taking off from the paint area, almost the height of a flat basket, the feeling of flying in the sky-really good .
"BOOM!!!"
Every time he dunks, Mo Mengchen will hang on the basket as much as possible.
36 to 21
"Because the wearer of No. 9 is a loser like you." Mo Mengchen smiled at Hunter, running slowly with a demonic smile on his face, "I will enjoy this confrontation very much."
Creepy feeling.
Hunter suddenly had the urge to let the Zen Master replace himself, but he knew that he could not do it. This is a rare opportunity. If he can prove that he is better than Fisher in this game, O'Neill will be considered to suppress it in the future. Kobe's people will vigorously recommend him to the top.
For yourself!
Hunter must overcome fear and face it, just as some people who are naturally afraid of snakes and snakes will only scare them to death. Courage cannot change much.
Hunt dribbled the ball through the half and then passed the ball to O'Neal.
Curry may have a chance to top O'Neill before losing weight. Now he weighs less than 120 kilograms, and there is no threat in front of the shark.
Gerald noticed this, he counted his time and ran back quickly.
Mo Mengchen cat lowered his waist and slowly approached Fox abandoned by Gerald. This is a routine of shrinking and forcing the pass and stealing the pass.
O'Neill is not a fool, he has eaten many times in the first quarter.
He passed the ball to Hunter, who was afraid of Mo Mengchen, and tremblingly made a three-pointer.
In this case, of course, you will not hit.
O'Neill snorted and pressed Curry to grab an offensive rebound and smashed into the rim.
23 to 36
"Do you have any thoughts after being hit by Mr. Shark?" Mo Mengchen tucked the ball into Curry's arms.
"No..." What do you think about being hit? If the person who asked this question was not Mo Mengchen, Curry would answer that.
Mo Mengchen received Curry's serve, and sighed like a state-minded little fartman: "This is the future we will get back with the third pick."
Curry gritted his teeth and was about to run past Mo Mengchen.
"I hope that in addition to trying hard to defend, you should also use your observation that may not exist at all to pay attention to his way of dealing with the bag." Mo Mengchen's words made Curry stop.
"Although I don't expect you to be a center like Mr. Shark." The words came, "But his approach is worth learning."
Mo Mengchen and Curry almost ran through the half together.
Mo Mengchen dribbles the ball with his left hand, and the index finger of his right hand reaches out with a hook: "Sakuragi!"
This is Gerald Wallace's nickname. Because of his style like Sakuragi Flower Road, the nickname was quickly spread in the team.
For this purpose, Gerrard wanted to dye his hair red, and Mo Mengchen stopped him in time, for a simple reason.
Horse face with red hair? Halloween is not here yet, please don't do it!
Hearing Mo Mengchen's words, Gerrard wouldn't do it even if it was Halloween. His passion was obvious to all, but his ability to assist was beyond imagination.
Although a rookie, his assist defense is almost the strongest in the team.
Yes, the team is the strongest.
The quality of his bag is extremely high, the power of the assist defense can be kept in line with the inside, the speed of the bomb is amazing, and the prediction of the rebound is very good.
Look, does it look like Sakuragi?
In addition to the above advantages, others are all disadvantages.
This was the tactic that Momon Chen specifically called for him. Gerrard ran to the side to see that the momentum was on the right pick and roll, but suddenly turned around and changed positions before reaching the position, came to the left pick and roll.
Mo Mengchen pretended to start to the right, Hunt completely ignored the pick-and-roll around him, reacted with the opponent's movement, and eventually inevitably hit Gerald's body.
Horry followed. The role player with a big heart was not well-intentioned. If necessary, he would give Mo Mengchen a fierce foul.
"You can't succeed!"
Horry roared, but unexpectedly, Mo Mengchen threw the ball behind him, and flew towards his crotch, and flew into the hand of Gerard, the later citric acid. After that, things beyond his control.
Gerald took off like a helicopter, riding Horry's body, and his arm windmill hit the basket.
"OMG!!"
"This guy is amazingly energetic!"
"Gerard Wallace, once the best player in the United States, the Pistons are once again in the sand!"
"Don't defend the joint defense later, let Eddie stand alone, you pay attention to the timing, and be ready to be sandwiched at any time." Mo Mengchen said quickly in Gerard's ear.
Gerrard nodded again and again, the Pistons' defense line was built again.
Mo Mengchen first analyzed the position of the Lakers. He found that his opponent's triangle attack was just like the King's Princeton.
In order to prove his strength, OK is not willing to cooperate with his teammates, but only wants to lead the team forward by himself.
Therefore, the various changes of the triangle offense are now unusable.
O'Neill is better than Kobe. He sees open opportunities and will pass.
Almost the same position, Curry single defense.
In the first second of O'Neal's attack, Gerrard left his defensive position.
Curry opened his eyes and observed that Mo Mengchen had to make a judgment at this moment-rotate Gerald's defender, or stay in place?
He doesn't like falling into a dilemma, and he doesn't want to stand and wait for things to change.
He left Hunt, and the shark passed to Hunt again.
If you step on the same twice, good luck will disappear.
Mo Mengchen didn't leave, he just made the appearance of leaving, but turned around half a second ahead of the moment O'Neal played the ball. This was a correct prediction and a good amount of advance.
The shark watched in horror as the ball fell into the hands of a dead enemy.
"Dad!"
Reed shouted in the frontcourt.
Mo Mengchen intercepted the passing moment, turned around with one hand, and threw the ball to the far horizon like a quartile.
"High and far pass!"
This ball is not just a passing pass, but a directional pass. Reed must follow it to the designated position to receive the ball.
It took Reed to the most comfortable shooting position-forty-five degrees on the left.
Is it a coincidence? Why did you pass the ball here?
Reed pulled up and had a weird posture, but no Lakers fan dared to underestimate him.
"Uh!"
Reed's shot stopped the Lakers.
He threw his fist backward and roared, of course it was not a coincidence, but the daddy passed the ball!
41 to 23
With an advantage of 18 points, the shark's slogan also reduced to empty shouts.
The contradictions of OK are like fire and water, basically to the point that they cannot coexist, but even a giant such as the Lakers, it is very difficult for them to give up the opportunity of the two superstars to join forces.
How long does it take him to realize that the two cannot be together?
A month? Three months? Or wait until OK loses patience, and both apply for a transaction, their brokers can't bear it, everyone who knows about it, explodes the Lakers' locker room?
No matter how long, no matter what will happen, there is only one thing that Mo Mengchen can be sure of.
If they reach the finals again in June~EbookFREE.me~ the opponent will no longer be the Lakers.
They don't have the strength to compete for the title now. It's OK to be able to make the playoffs in such a situation. It is OK.
When the timeout came back, the Pistons switched back to full power, and the Lakers switched back to full power outside of the shark.
Shark turned the point difference into 18 points, and now it’s Kobe’s turn to call a slogan, but he has already called a similar slogan in the first quarter.
The game restarted, Kobe Bryant took the ball to the frontcourt, asked for a pick-and-roll, transported to the top of the arc, did not get rid of the defense but twisted his body and cast a three-point difficulty of 100.
"K~~~~obe!!!"
Three points.
It's just to repeat the plot just now.
Want to make a comeback by yourself? He laughed ridiculously and said to himself proudly-do you think you are as good as me?