Chapter 184: People who are close to Zhu Zhechi and those who are near Mohei Black

Marbury didn't realize the problem, if he wanted to break through, he could easily do it.
The problem now is that neither Wallace nor Ratliff will easily give him a chance to make a layup.
If he wants to shoot, Mo Mengchen's defensive strength will increase by several levels.
In this case, he only needs to do one thing.
Pass.
It's a pity that Ma Dashao doesn't even think about passing.
It is impossible to pass the ball. He determined that the current style of play does not include Garnett and Gugliotta.
Breaking through again? bring it on.
Mo Mengchen's defensive posture can be rated as a full score.
Unfortunately, the defensive effect is negative.
"Strange, is Dad's defense so bad?"
Off the field, Don Reid was puzzled. Even if it was to get Marbury hooked, the defense was too bad.
Lor around watched carefully, but did not answer.
Mo Mengchen's defense is certainly not so bad, as for what makes such a poor defense, there must be other reasons.
Hiding is the most reasonable explanation.
Marbury succeeded in a jumper.
He didn't get in touch with any of his teammates on this goal, and he used his personal ability to play hard. Even so, he scored.
"Does this work?"
Hill worried that Marbury had not stepped into the trap and instead played well.
Mo Mengchen smiled.
Marbury's failure to score is not the point at all. The point is that the Timberwolves' rhythm is fragmented during his time alone.
Whether he scored or not, there was no change in the result.
As strong as Chamberlain did not win a championship in the 50-point average.
How many points can Marbury get alone? If his feel is really good, Mo Mengchen doesn't mind giving him a career high score.
"The Pistons' offense is simply too much than the Timberwolves."
"The two teams seem to be playing two very different sports."
Mo Mengchen passed the ball after halftime, and then came to Marbury's most annoying moment.
Cover, repeated cover.
If it was Ratliff, it would be alright, the trouble was on Wallace's side.
Wallace is currently thin, and the quality of the pick-and-roll is not good. He also knows this problem, and Ma Hong taught him a few tricks.
One of the moves is elbow swinging, which is the most effective method when the body is in a weak position.
During the pick and roll, physical contact was too frequent. Therefore, elbowing is not easy to be found by others. Even if it is found, you can evade it. After the confrontation, the body can't control it and accidentally touched the other party, or framed the other party and hit it.
As long as shameless enough, no worries and no excuses.
Wallace is not as old as Mahon. His elbow swing is just a stopgap measure. Sooner or later, he will develop a body that can hold people.
Mo Mengchen ran half a circle through Wallace's cover, the Timberwolves' defense was too late to post, Hill held the ball and burst.
The two ghosts patted the door, and the wolves' front was chaotic.
Hill can score by himself or pass the ball.
He is more greedy, 2 is not required, 3 points.
Outside, Mo Mengchen took the ball and made a three-pointer shot.
The index finger points to the basket like a gun, and the ball is like a soldier with a command.
"Uh!"
64 to 52
The point difference was expanded to 12 points.
"Timberwolves requested a timeout!"
"I really need to call for a timeout. The game gets chaotic. Look at the Pistons' offense. This is basketball. The Timberwolves made it seem like only Stephen Marbury can score. This offense is morbid and unhealthy. A finger is definitely not as powerful as a fist."
Mo Mengchen saw Sanders growling at Marbury.
If even Sanders, a good person who never blushes with reporters, is angry, then Marbury should really review himself.
Will he review himself?
Mo Mengchen looked at Marbury's face from afar, and his fine eagle-eye-like vision made him see the impatience on Ma Dashao's face. He didn't think he was wrong. He thought he was doing a great job, falling behind. So much is because teammates are dragging their feet.
Very good, Stephen, keep it up.
Mo Mengchen looked back at Collins, who was also setting up tactics.
The Pistons are also singles, Collins hopes Hill will use his personal ability to continue to widen the points.
Of course Hill will not refuse, but it is inappropriate to play heads-up at this time.
"Doug, we just played the rhythm, why not increase the conduction ball?"
Even Gentry was puzzled.
Collins said in a deep voice: "In my era, this is what the head star should do."
Gentry was speechless.
What a excuse?
Marbury was sprayed by Sanders, he did not intend to act according to his orders, because he was in good shape.
"Don't you want us to go home with a four-game losing streak for Thanksgiving? Now?"
Mo Mengchen spoke, forcing Marbury to make up his mind.
Most of the time, Marbury does not rely on speed. His first step was not quick, but he always seized the opportunity. He can always feel that the defender is not ready to slip and block the road, so the time of his breakthrough is always right, a change of direction, or a speed change, a consistent movement, he has entered.
At this moment, this is exactly the case.
Mo Mengchen originally wanted to see his change of direction. As a result, he happened to be playing a time difference, changing the rhythm of the dribble and breaking Mo Mengchen's defense stiffly.
Outside the paint area, one-handed throws escaped the cover and hit again.
"What the are you doing? What are you doing?" Sanders snarled.
Marbury dare not look directly at the coach, his determination began to shake.
No, you can't be shaken.
Marbury's mentality, Mo Mengchen knows well, no matter how he is, it is just a rookie now.
Even the best rookie, you have to be obedient.
Even if Marbury is not satisfied with Sanders' arrangement, he will not show it.
"Grant, give me the ball."
"?"
With a question mark on his face, Hill passed the ball to Mo Mengchen.
If he remembers correctly, Collins’ instructions should be to let him single out.
But now Mo Mengchen is leaving the ball.
What was Collins' real intention to make Hill heads-up, Mo Mengchen was not clear. Maybe it's because he wants to see Hill make this change, or he wants to make Hill out of it. In case he doesn't play well, he can take the opportunity to criticize Hill-but now we have to focus on the big picture.
Here again, I want to borrow a sentence from Captain Li: Anyway, you have to break through, from which direction does the mother break out of the break?
Anyway, you have to go head to head.
Heads-up is not good. Mo Mengchen does not advocate this. If it is for some purpose, heads-up becomes valuable.
In order to force Marbury to be as happy as Chen Changsheng, this ball must be singled out.
"I am different from you. I don't need to obey the coach's instructions. This is the difference between you and me."
In front of Marbury, Mo Mengchen said so.
Marbury's pupils glared at this moment.
He let go of the left side again, how many times did he have to be taught to realize the problem?
The left side is not my blind spot at all, CP!
Mo Mengchen stepped out, Marbury did not have any defense on the left, and was rid of it again.
Under the basket, Garnett watched Mo Mengchen's eyes faintly.
Also a 95-level nova, Mo Mengchen and Garnett have no personal relationships. If Mo Mengchen dares to break into the restricted area, Garnett will not be polite.
"Uh!"
Mo Mengchen stopped the jumper and made a surprise shot.
The whole world knows that he is not used to using his left hand;
The whole world knows that he doesn't hit the distance very much;
In this round, he broke through Marbury with his left hand, caught Garnett Tiger's hole in the hole and hit a mid-range jumper.
Then he walked to Marbury: "I am different from you. I do whatever I want. This is the difference between you and me. You, you can never play freely like me."
Probably still not enough of these words, Mo Mengchen pulled the corner of his mouth upwards, and pulled out a ridiculous smile.
He angered Marbury.
The horse went crazy, took out the New Yorkers, and forgot that he was in the cold Minneapolis, and snarled at Mo Mengchen: "I'm with you!"
"Anyone who can't control the game, what is the right to fight with me?" Mo Mengchen sneered.
Marbury ignores his teammates and doesn't even need space. He has to stand alone when he pulls away. He looks really crazy.
Oh yes, his coach is crazy.
Sanders became a repeater, and he said in his mouth: "What is he doing?! What is he doing?!!! What the is he doing?!!!"
His colleagues also wanted to know what Marbury was doing.
Although Ma Dajun came from New York, he came out of Locke Park when he was young, and his body was a little bit of a lake, but his brain was normal and not as selfish as a street player.
But tonight, he seems to have changed his personality, ignoring Sanders' orders, arbitrarily, he has only himself in his eyes, no teammates.
No, you can't say you are the only one?
At least he still can see Mo Mengchen, otherwise who will blow up?
Looking at the mad Marbury, Hill is sure they can win this game.
It is inevitable that I will lose my mind and lose three games in a row. Everyone is uncomfortable.
It's just that Marbury violated Sanders, and why didn't he violate Collins?
He looked down, Collins's expression was not good-looking.
He is absolutely angry, the authority of the head coach is repeatedly challenged, what would he think?
Hill didn't know if Collins would find this to be Mo Mengchen's decision.
If Collins is really angry with him, how should he manage himself?
he does not know.
The education that Hill received since childhood was obedience. Before knowing Mo Mengchen, he did not know what was disobedience.
Until he met Mo Mengchen~EbookFREE.me~ his life began to change, and even he himself was affected by the other party.
The strike a few days ago, and the heads-up just now.
If he was in the past, instead of acting according to Mo Mengchen's instructions, he would let Mo Mengchen stop what he did and follow the coach's orders.
Indeed, this is near Zhu Zhechi and Mo Zhehei.
He is no longer his former self.
"Did I get better?"
Hill thought.
At this time, only two people are pure.
Mo Mengchen and Marbury, they both want to win this game, while others are thinking about each other.
This game is also gradually divided into wins and losses after all kinds of confrontations.