Chapter 922: The style of that one foot

　　 "Vignier, do you mind if I pinch your little fat waist?"
　　 "Why?"
　　 "I want to know if I am dreaming."
　　 "Then why don't you try to tease the female audience behind us?"
　　The above dialogue took place during the intermission at the end of the third quarter. The reason why Lambier thought they were dreaming was that after the third quarter, the Pistons' score made him feel very unreal.
　　 Three quarters score: 95 to 67.
　　 The king was 28 points behind.
　　Even if the game ends at this time, the league announced that the Pistons won the championship, I am afraid the Kings will not say anything.
　　 For most people, this game has no suspense here.
　　 This is the finals, a massacre is about to happen.
　　 Remember good fans will remember some things, in this year's finals, as long as the King lost, always lose a lot of points.
　　 Even if it was the battle of Tianwang Mountain who was anxious for most of the half, he lost 20 points in the last five minutes.
The King will run away with the disadvantages of the team, good offense, like fast-paced games, advocating free-spirited games, extremely uncomfortable with high-intensity defense, and if he can't get points, he can't limit the opponent's score When you lose, you will lose very badly.
　　 "Obviously, the Pistons' road to success is not easy. Not everyone can stand on the shoulders of giants and enjoy the victory."
　　 The fourth quarter is about to start, and the game has entered the garbage time, the two sides can not change the main force.
　　 Because it is still early.
　　 "Go ahead and enjoy your game." Ewing said to Curry.
　　Actually, he also wanted to play, and when he won the championship, some players couldn't stand on the stage to enjoy the victory.
　　Curry nodded gently and played with Mo Mengchen, Reed, Louis M. Lall and Jerome Williams.
　　Westphal was already trying to replace someone who didn't normally have the chance to play, and Lor was one of them.
　　He is now the oldest player outside Hill, who joined the team in the same year as Mo Mengchen and witnessed the whole process of the rise of the Pistons.
He could have been wandering between the team's second and third teams. With the addition of the Fifth Five-Year Team, his playing time was snatched away. He usually has no chance to play at regular time and can only play trash time. .
　　 What about the Kings opposite? They didn't give up, the lineup on the field was the main force, and Divac was replaced.
　　 Seeing Divac, Curry felt itchy parts of his body. After six games, he had suffered too much in the hands of this Serbian.
　　The Pistons attacked first, and Mo Mengchen dropped the ball to Curry. He wanted to let him brush the data. As a result, this guy didn't know what was done by Divac. The hook was originally his good show, but he came out of nowhere.
　　 "Mike, we change defenses." Mo Mengchen suddenly said to Reed. (Michael’s nickname is usually Mike)
　　 Bowen saw the opponent he didn't want to see.
　　Mo Mengchen stood in front of him, his body gradually rushed over, and Bowen felt the pressure.
　　Can't think of a small person like him, it should be worthy of Dor.Mo's treatment?
　　 Bowen was having fun, and at this time, Divac hit an elbow roughly and hit Curry, who was found by the referee and the whistle rang.
　　Divac was attacked foul.
　　 He put the ball on the ground, the Kings hopeless to win has no other thoughts about the game, but there are very few people like Divac, even if they can't win, they should make their opponents uncomfortable.
　　 "I still have three fouls to play with." Divac grinned coldly.
　　Mo Mengchen confronted Bowen in the frontcourt.
　　The King's defense against Mo Mengchen completely failed. He averaged 34 points per game in the finals, and has scored 28 points tonight.
　　 Bowen's defense was passed by him, he rushed to the right, stopped the jumper.
　　 30th personal score.
　　 97 to 67
　　 The point difference has reached 30 points.
　　 "I really don't know what it means to stand here." Mo Mengchen's attitude towards Bowen was despised from beginning to end.
　　 The arrogant attitude of the superior to the inferior hurt Bowen's heart, and the numb blood boiled again, because of anger and humiliation.
　　 Collins sat on the sidelines without any emotion.
　　 He has given up the game because they can't win anyway.
　　 Even he didn't expect that Bowen's anger would be ignited at this time, but there were far more people ignited than Bowen.
　　The King's double star lacking fighting spirit-neither McGrady nor Nowitzki had the desire to score, they handed the ball to the bulldog-like excitement Divac.
　　 Divac opened the elbow, just after reaching the inside, Jerome suddenly attacked from the side, and his right hand hit him hard.
　　 "Beep!"
　　 "Do you old bully the rookie?" Jerome said contemptuously.
Divac wanted to do it on the spot, but was pulled apart by the people on both sides-in fact, if they did not pull the person away, Mo Mengchen was very willing to watch him fight with Jerome, because he is good at fighting. The trash dog will definitely help Curry breathe.
　　 In the end, there will be a double ban next season, a substitute for the other main force, no matter how you look at it.
　　Although Divac was re-offended, he took the free throw and made two free throws.
　　 69 to 97
　　 "Eddie, how many fouls do you want others to make for you?" Mo Mengchen threw the ball to him.
　　 Curry sent the ball, "I didn't let Jerome help me."
　　 "Then you do it yourself, beat him up, humiliate him." Mo Mengchen said, "Don't let others come forward for you!"
　　 Let's go, Mo Mengchen went to the front court to personally demonstrate to Curry what it means to be explosive and humiliated.
　　 "Doug asked you to abolish me, why haven't you done it yet?"
　　 During the speech, Bowen ate, and Mo Mengchen's ball-turning direction was completely unaffected by the speech, and it was difficult to be sharp. Such a rhythm change he had only seen in Iverson.
　　 was shaken again, almost the same position, Mo Mengchen scored a jumper.
　　99 to 69
　　 "Why can't you even touch me?"
　　Curry listened to Mo Mengchen's talk about Bowen, and he was inevitably worried about him. Bowen is a well-known wicked man, and he has repeatedly made news of scumbags.
　　Meddy finally was willing to attack, he let Divac come to pick and roll, to block the outside line to pull three points.
　　 is full of confidence, just missed.
　　Curry returned to the basket, blocked Divac behind him, and grabbed a rebound.
　　 passed directly to Mo Mengchen.
　　Mo Mengchen was about to break fast. Bowen behind him finally seized the opportunity to get close and gave a fierce tactical foul on the spot.
　　 "Beep!"
　　 The boos of the audience made Bowen feel happy, "I bumped into you."
　　 "Congratulations."
　　 The pain on his arm made Mo Mengchen sober, and this scene still happened in front of the library.
　　Mo Mengchen just wanted him to watch, how to deal with this kind of debris.
　　Curry served a touchline and moved slowly.
　　Bowen won't be complacent just because he succeeds, Mo Mengchen is not a good kind, he must be more careful than just now.
　　 "Be careful with your right hand."
　　Mo Mengchen suddenly opened his mouth, and then really started towards Bowen's right hand. He moved sideways in time, but was brutally knocked over by Mo Mengchen.
　　 "Beep!"
　　 This scene is so tragic that the referee blows Mo Mengchen to hit the ball.
　　Mo Mengchen threw the ball to the referee, and said to Bowen who was unable to fall to the ground: "It costs me to meet me."
　　 Curry was watching next to him. He never dared to imagine this happening to himself or others.
　　 beat him up and humiliated him.
　　 Don't let others come forward for you!
　　Curry understood the meaning of those two sentences, but can he really start like Mo Mengchen?
　　 For the next three minutes, Curry saw Mo Mengchen constantly secretly calculating Bowen. Those small movements made his eyelids jump. He couldn't believe what would happen to him if those methods were used on him.
　　When Bowen stood up again and again, with a fierce face of "I want to do it with you," he thought in his heart that this was a tough guy, but unfortunately he met a tougher ruthless man.
　　Bowen's secret calculation was accompanied by Mo Mengchen's score.
　　 Within three minutes, Mo Mengchen scored 8 points, all of which were CIC.
　　 Just like that, Mo Mengchen's personal score easily broke 40.
　　Bowen was tortured by him with no power to fight back.
　　 can't attack offense, defense can't resist, even the small actions of standing still can't compete with the opponent, Mo Mengchen is like his natural enemy and nemesis.
　　His small movements, his calculations, and his secret tricks for attacking people are completely unworkable in front of Mo Mengchen.
　　Do you really want to start in front of everyone?
　　Bowen's heart gave birth to such an idea, he looked at Mo Mengchen, and he dribble over again.
　　 "It seems that you have no chance to touch me again." Mo Mengchen said to Bowen.
　　 Bowen saw the players standing on the sidelines.
　　The Pistons are about to be replaced, and Mo Mengchen, who scored 40 points, will be replaced. He will sit down and wait for the rest of the time.
　　If you don't do it now, Bowen can only wait until next season.
　　 Keep going until next season. Where is the finals that makes you memorable?
　　 "Last reminder, be careful of your right hand."
　　 Bowen's eyes are sharp, but Mo Mengchen's start has exceeded any previous time-too fast!
　　In an instant, Bowen was broken through by him, leaving no room at all!
　　 Don't even give me the last chance? Bowen looked at Mo Mengchen far away desperately.
　　Mo Mengchen made a leap, but the arrival of Tracy McGrady completely affected his layup.
　　 Bowen saw hope, he struggled to chase back, this is his chance.
　　Mo Mengchen's layup was disturbed by McGrady and missed a hit.
　　Curry pressed Divac, grabbed the offensive rebound, and was about to attack. Bowen rushed in like a black cat and slammed into Mo Mengchen without any defense.
　　 "!#!#"
　　Mo Mengchen was hit and lost his center of gravity. He flew backwards on the spot. His dexterous body made him separate his limbs to ensure that no part would be seriously impacted. Then, his body fell to the ground and smashed hard.
　　 "beep!!!"
　　 "Bruce Bowen is crazy!~"
　　 After Bowen's criminal attack on Mo Mengchen, the Imperial Axis Arena fry pan and everyone stood up.
　　 Popcorn and Coke, the things in the hands of the fans were instantly thrown to the scene of the game. The mad fans almost broke through the protection of the security guards and entered the court to blasphemy villains to correct the law.
　　 "Second Bad Foul!"
　　 "Bruce Bowen was expelled on the spot!"
　　 "Hope Dor.Mo is all right!"
　　 "I slaughtered you!" The angry Jerome is the Pistons. The boss of the team is in front of him. How can he sit by and ignore it? It's time to start working on Bowen.
　　 Reed quickly stepped forward and pulled the person.
　　Curry was also in front of the garbage dog.
　　Lol quickly went to Mo Mengchen to ask about the situation.
　　 "I'm fine."
　　Mo Mengchen felt a trance in his head, he quickly recovered and woke up easily, said to the furious Jerome: "Stop."
　　 "Thank goodness, Dor.Mo looks good!"
　　 Then, Mo Mengchen walked to the sidelines and opened his hands to appease the manic fans.
　　Under his guidance, 30,000 fans on the scene slowly sat down, which is really a magical force.
　　 "He is the king of the Empire Axis Arena!"
　　 "Mo, come down after the penalty." Westphal shouted.
　　 "Okay." Mo Mengchen replied, smiling, just like the immortal Mona Lisa, the smile contains many self-evident meanings.
　　What does he want to do? Westphal was a little nervous.
　　Mo Mengchen walked forward, he found that Bowen was still explaining his behavior to the referee.
"That's a misunderstanding, I didn't mean it at all!" Bowen made an innocent look, and when he saw Mo Mengchen, he smiled insidiously and smugly, "Mo, sorry, I didn't mean it, it's really amazing to see you all right happy."
　　 He was laughing, and he was proud of his extreme smile, because he was expelled, and he did not have to worry about being retaliated.
　　Mo Mengchen had to wait until next season to get revenge.
　　 Bowen was almost happy and broken, and he finally let the man who was above the heights suffered a big loss in his hands.
　　 "Of course, he is not intentional, of course, Mr. Referee. The second-level malicious foul is a bit excessive." Mo Mengchen's reaction made the referee very horrified.
　　 However, the penalty has been imposed and cannot be changed.
　　Bao Wen thought that Mo Mengchen wanted to fight for him to stay on the court, but unfortunately, the referee said so much and could not be changed.
　　 "Yes, Mo, I didn't mean it, I'll see you next time." Bowen's hypocritical and complacent face was unbearable.
　　 "Wait, Bruce."
　　Dor.Mo walked in front of him.
"I know you didn't do it on purpose." Bowen smiled suddenly, but the next second, Mo Mengchen's right foot suddenly lifted up, within the line of sight of the three referees, opposite them was the VIP room of the arena, inside Sitting on the team's boss and Stern headed the league's senior officials, 30,000 fans on the scene focused on this, under the common attention of basketball fans around the world, the right foot kicked Bowen's crotch.
　　? ? ?
　　 This is probably the thought of the audience.
　　 calm down the anger of teammates, so that they do not fight; to appease the emotions of the audience, as if it is a new generation of peace messengers; talking and laughing with the referee and Bowen, it is simply a generation of heroes, regardless of prejudice, broad-minded generation.
Just after Dor.Mo left these impressions on him, he sent Bowen with no signs of anger in addition to revenge, and there was no other reason for anger, hitting Bowen’s sensitivity on the spot. The part, so that it covers the crotch miserably, screams in pain.
　　 "It's really embarrassing, but my foot was intentional."
　　Dor.Mo smiled harmlessly, leaving a sentence next to Bowen's ear that would appear countless times in his nightmare.
　　 He turned to look at the referee: "I think I should also be deported?"
As the sky proves, the three referees tonight will rule countless games in the future, but no matter how long they pass, as long as they are alive, even if they suffer from Alzheimer's disease, they will remember this game, this is their The most thrilling night I have ever experienced in this life.
　　 It's so horrible! ! !
　　Westphal opened his mouth, Hill stunned, and his teammates responded like this.
Ephraim and Medela in the family area looked at each other's faces, and they squeezed each other's faces involuntarily to confirm whether the matter was true.
　　 The audience at the scene gave Dor.Mo the biggest cheer and applause ever.
　　The VIP officials in the VIP box, such as Davidson and Stern, were all stiff.
　　Even if strangling Bowen, they didn't expect Dor.Mo to do such a thing.
　　 This is Dor.Mo!
　　 led to a second-level malicious foul. Mo Mengchen had been expelled. Before leaving, he turned to look at Curry, "I never need someone to come forward for me!"
　　 "You should do the same!"
　　 "Don't forget, what is my purpose?" Mo Mengchen asked.
　　 Curry was in shock that he could not get rid of, and answered him instinctively: "Report on the spot if there is hatred."
"Humph."
　　Mo Mengchen snorted, very good.
In 30 minutes of play, scored 40 points, 6 rebounds and 5 assists. In the final game of the 2001-2002 Finals, Dor. Mo's personal performance is still perfect. He is the undisputed player of the Finals but he is in the game. Finally, he made the most controversial move in his career.
　　After Mo Mengchen left the scene, for five minutes, the voice of the scene was still as alarming as the thunder that struck the horizon.
　　 "I think that after today, no old piston should laugh at the current piston."
　　 "They are not good children."
　　 "At least, the guy who leads this group of people to win four consecutive championships is by no means a good boy."
　　Lambier said with emotion.
　　Mo Mengchen entered the dressing room, sat on his seat, opened the cabinet, and took a deep breath.
　　 This foot tonight not only satisfies the rumours of his evil conduct on the court, but also allows many hostile media to take the opportunity to corrupt his image.
　　 Seriously, he doesn't mind, just hope that the fool can understand.
　　Mo Mengchen got up, washed his head, and looked in the mirror.
　　 After a while, the door of the dressing room was opened. It was not his wife or anyone in the coaching staff who walked in, but Eddie Curry, who should still be playing on the court.
"You are hurt?"
　　 "No~EbookFREE.me~ Full of departures?"
"how come?"
　　 "Then why are you here?" Dor.Mo stared at him deadly.
　　 "As you said, I beat the opponent, humiliate the opponent, and didn't let Jerome come forward for me." Curry said definitely.
　　Dor.Mo's serious face let Curry know that this matter could not be simply taken, he had to tell the truth.
　　 "The old turtle was suppressed behind me, he was angry and wanted to move me rough, so I..." Curry paid close attention to Mo Mengchen's reaction, "A punch broke his teeth..."
Oh, God! !
　　What is my self-destructive image for?
　　Dor.Mo made a gratifying look, but his eyes were full of disdain, "You have done such a great thing, why don't you be happy?"
　　 "Hahahaha~~~~" This is the future of the Pistons! He laughed complacently, "I have long wanted to get rough on that old turtle, dad, thanks to you, I realized the true meaning of the game! Thank you, from now on, I will never let anyone else Started for me!"
　　 After Mo Mengchen kicked his foot, Curry’s action against Divac was definitely worse in the league. With his previous conviction, the punishment was definitely not light.
　　 This idiot never knew it, and was smug.
　　 However, Mo Mengchen smiled bitterly-at least he dared to fight back, and the practice was improper, but it proved that he was not a softball in nature, which is very important.
　　 So Bowen didn't eat this leg in vain? Okay, let us pray for him, may his eggs be safe, Amen.