Chapter 63: You won’t

　　Mo Mengchen sat until two minutes after the second quarter.
　　 Miller and Schmidz are unsolvable for the Pistons. One shot and one dominate the penalty area. Within seven minutes of Mo Mengchen's end, the Pistons went from 6 points to 7 points behind.
　　 38 to 31
　　 Collins's eyes fell on Mo Mengchen: "Mo, Don, Louis, Theo, prepare to play."
　　 In one breath, Collins will play around.
　　 Moreover, all four players on the court are rookies.
　　 "Interestingly, Coach Collins is preparing to replace four rookies."
　　 "Except Dor.Mo, the playing time of the other three is lacking. I don't know if they can bring surprises tonight."
　　Before the dead ball, Mo Mengchen called Lol to them and explained how to play later.
　　 "Regardless of tactics?"
　　 Reid was surprised.
　　 "We are not as stable as Grant's singles, nor are they as stable as Alan's shot finisher, and few of us can play the team's main tactics."
　　Mo Mengchen gave an explanation, and then said, "Just follow our usual way."
　　 "But if it's messed up..."
　　 "My idea, I am responsible."
　　Mo Mengchen reassured them, and then Houston gave Miller a fierce foul before the end of the game, in return for the opponent's so many three-pointers previously shot on his head.
　　The piston went up and down, and the Pacers went up and down.
The Pacers' substitution looks much more reliable than the Pistons. They have replaced two veterans, the best sixth man ever, Rickey Pierce who has also been selected to the All-Star and has split in three seasons. Next 20+5 and Eddie Johnson who was also elected the best sixth man.
　　 "Boy, don't come with me for this set. I've been playing for more than ten years, what haven't I seen?"
　　 Pierce didn't want to talk to Mo Mengchen, and he showed up his seniority when he came up, but this can't hide the old problem of their serving tactics.
　　 Or this set of tactics, how many times do they have to be cut off a game?
　　Mo Mengchen died Pierce, their ball can only be given to Miller from the opening to the present.
　　 "Go to death, you idiots!"
Miller slammed Loll hard, he thought it was over, but Loll, who was entangled with him, was just a feint. The real danger was not Loll, but Don Rui who seemed to have nothing to do with them. Virtue.
　　He finished Hill's work, this blocker was originally played by Hill.
　　Hill can easily complete the work, he needs to go all out to do it well, he is also very clear how rare it is to be sent on stage during the stalemate, he cherishes this opportunity very much.
　　
　　 "I got it!"
　　 "Hurry up!" Thorpe shouted.
Rhett saw Mo Menchen who made a fast break, which was an unreserved trust in them. If Rhett didn't cut the ball, Miller had a chance to shoot a three-pointer, even if he couldn't shoot, the Pacers could The number advantage rushes to the offensive rebound.
　　 Seeing Mo Mengchen ahead, Reid tried to pass the ball.
　　 He does not have the accuracy of a long pass like Hill, he just tried his best to throw the ball into the hands of Mo Mengchen. In terms of his ability, this ball passed well.
　　Mo Mengchen received the ball and scored a layup.
　　 "Dor.Mo scored 8 points. Interestingly, all his scoring tonight came from the penalty area, and 6 points were defensive counterattacks."
　　 "While he is best at outside shooting, he doesn't make a single shot. It seems that Indiana is doing well in defense."
　　 Brown under the field with a black face: "I don't think so."
　　 "Rookie, it seems that you have studied our tactics."
　　 Pierce brought the ball over, and he can see a hint of retro through his way of protecting the ball. He is used to the old-fashioned half-side ball protection, without too many fancy, just to ensure that the ball is firmly controlled in his hands.
　　 "It's a bit exaggerated to say that research, your serving tactics are worse than junior high school students."
　　 Mo Mengchen mocked, Pierce snorted, just wanted to break through, but Mo Mengchen used the strength of his chest to push him back to the top, and then opened a huge space, allowing him to make a three-pointer.
Pierce entered the league in 1981 and was considered an old-fashioned defender in the former three-point line. His shots were accurate-the shots in the three-point line were accurate-Mo Mengchen called this person a one-step shooter and retreated to a three-pointer. Outside the line, their feelings are terrible, and one step in, you are allowed to doubt your life.
This kind of person is the best defense. Especially now, Pierce has lost his explosiveness as a young man. As a scoring defender (a career average of 2 rebounds and 2 assists), once he can’t score, his threat is greatly reduced. .
　　 "Damn, you actually played this set with me, my against Magic Johnson and Isaiah Thomas! Don't think I will eat your set!" Pierce exclaimed angrily.
　　Mo Mengchen sneered: "After you retire, you can tell your children that you once confronted me on the field."
　　 "Arrogant little bastard!"
　　 Pierce rushed one step and wanted to defeat Mo Mengchen's defense.
　　Mo Mengchen had a glimpse of Ratliff already in place, and he simply let Pierce rush in, but he refused to let him shoot.
　　 "I'm here!" Miller yelled.
　　 Pierce ignored him, and slammed into the basket. He started the layup. Ratliff's cover was like a wild horse in the jungle. It was amazing. He gave Pierce a fierce hat.
　　 "Return!"
　　Mo Mengchen promotes the rhythm of the offense. Except Thorpe, the other four people on the Pistons are young and powerful rookies. They can run whatever they want. Anyway, they will not die.
The Pacers are different. The two veterans who came in can't keep up with such a fast pace. Miller can't sustain it alone. A giant like Schmidz would have moved slowly, and the Pistons increased the pace so fast. A few breaths back and forth.
　　 The difference in points began to approach.
　　 Mark Jackson is away, the Pacers have lost the organizer, Pierce prefers the second position rather than the first position, and in this era, there is no need to attack the first position.
　　 Miller couldn't get the ball, Schmidz was exhausted, Pierce and Johnson were inefficient after playing, and Mo Mengchen led his fellow students to chase points continuously.
　　 "Damn, what are they doing?"
　　Brown shouted.
　　 Finally let Miller receive the ball, he cursed, as if swearing could add a bonus to his feel.
　　 But his feel disappeared in the running back and forth for a few minutes, this ball came out of the basket.
　　The Pacers retreated in time, and Mo Mengchen's counterattack failed. Pierce lowered his center of gravity, put Mo Mengchen on the left, and stared at his right.
　　 "A lot of flaws."
　　Mo Mengchen took a step from the left and easily broke Pierce's defense.
　　 "Isn't he not going to take the left?" Pierce exclaimed.
　　 Unexpectedly, Mo Mengchen's left hand started faster and more powerful than the right hand. Schmidz came to the defense and gave Mo Mengchen an unforgettable cap.
　　 As a result, Mo Mengchen split the ball in the air.
　　 "Ahhhhhhh!"
　　 Ratliff yelled, broke up in situ and scored.
　　 "Who the can block me?" Ratliff shouted.
　　 "Overtake!"
　　 "Theo Draplif's dunk helps the Pistons overtake!"
　　 "When you retire, you can tell your children that you once played against me in the same field." Mo Mengchen continued to say this.
　　 Pierce shouted: "Don't you be so arrogant, who do you think you are?"
　　 "The person who beat you up." Mo Mengchen said.
　　 Pierce's mentality was completely exploded. Even if his teammates kept calling "NONONO", he still insisted on holding the ball and attacking.
　　Mo Mengchen didn't give him a chance to react at all. He saw that Pierce had a problem with the ball protection movement. This was the only time he had extended his hand.
　　 "Dor.Mo is like a robber!"
　　 "It's counterattack again! What a rhythm!"
　　 Miller and Schmidz are both lacking. They can't even touch the ball after running back and forth. The rhythm of the game falls completely under the control of the opponent.
　　Mo Mengchen slowed down the pace so that Pierce's old legs could keep up. When he made a defensive action, he lifted the ball and threw it forward.
　　 Pierce broke Mo Mengchen's balance, and the whistle sounded.
　　Brown iron blue face.
　　 directly replaced Pierce and Johnson, two veterans.
　　Mo Mengchen regrets, what a good 2+1 chance, I was not sure.
　　 It is worth noting that the Pacers made three adjustments.
　　 The main substitution is the return of Mark Jackson, under Rick Schmidz.
　　 Unexpectedly, Schmidz was almost tired and paralyzed, and he could not move anymore in the second half.
　　 "Dor.Mo called his teammates to the side, this is the unique scenery line when the Pistons make free throws."
　　 is not just Mo Mengchen's teammates of the same class, even veterans like Thorpe are also around him to wait for the dispatch.
　　 "Don, you are going to defend Mark Jackson."
　　 "Louis, I need you to be more positive!"
　　 "The Dutch are going down, let's play more aggressively in the penalty area, keep this style of play, the rhythm should continue to accelerate!"
　　 Thorpe looked at the heads of the other three people and nodded like a hammer that was constantly smashed.
　　 has played for so many years and this is the most special one among the many young people he has seen.
　　 "Uh!"
　　 "Uh!"
　　 "Dor.Mo made two free throws and scored in double figures."
"I am coming again!"
　　 Jackson smiled at Mo Mengchen.
　　 "I am not interested in your ass." Mo Mengchen approached Jackson. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
　　 Reid came to Jackson with a serious face, this is his task, he is a cannon fodder, Jackson can do anything.
　　 "That guy is actually not responsible for giving you such a difficult task." Jackson provoked.
　　 "Don't talk nonsense, this is Mo's trust in me, you less chew here!" Reid suddenly sprayed.
　　 "Huh, another young man with little education."
　　Rhett also has a forward-level body and strength, which is quite different from Mo Mengchen. Jackson jacked him up and struggled.
　　 This attack is no end.
　　The Pacers sent off with a whistle, but Mo Mengchen took off the rebound and led everyone to fight back like a ruthless bull.
　　 "Damn, back to defense!"
　　Mo Mengchen dribble, the piston's defensive formation is complete, trying to take advantage of the situation to complete the counterattack is no longer, unless...
　　Jackson stood outside the three-point line, but Mo Mengchen stopped two meters outside the three-point line, closed the ball, pulled up...
　　 "OhNo!"
　　Finger like muzzle, pointing straight to the basket.
　　 "Uh!"
　　 "Dor.Mo burst into a cold gun and hit the heart of Indiana. The Pacers requested a timeout!"
　　 This ball made the audience stunned. A reasonable person made an unreasonable attack, but he shot in, and no one can say anything.
　　 "If I voted like this, would he be scolded to death?" Houston murmured.
　　 "Doesn't you scold him for his vote?" Hill asked back.
　　Houston said: "If you cast it in, you would not."
　　 "Yes!" Hill snapped his fingers, "It won't happen if you throw in."
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