You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 166: You try me again

"Detroit's game is fast."

"Yes, such offensive decisions have been rare before."

The reason why the narrator said this is because except for Houston, after the cut, he actually took the ball and shot; in turn, it was a one-person round. The three players quickly opened the space to the left, Barkley fell into the low position, and Mo Mengchen dropped the ball.

Barkley didn't delay the time when he got the ball. He quickly slammed the Scott Williams behind him and scored.

2 to 2

Two points before the start.

Still doesn't mean to play tactics, does he want to single me all the time?

Mo Mengchen slowly retreated, but Iverson was getting closer and closer to him.

No, if you want to play singles, the crazy dog ​​Starkhouse won’t always be by your side. You didn’t give it to him just now, and it’s logical that this time it won’t...

Mo Mengchen chose to take the initiative to pressure, he has the conditions to do so, because his current strength defeats Iverson, just when the two are in confrontation.

Mo Mengchen leaned over to Williams beside Starkhouse.

Sure enough, this is to make a partial screen and then let you pass.

Mo Mo Chen stuck Iverson, his right hand waved behind him, Houston understood what he meant, so the front pulled away.

It seemed as if nothing had happened except Mo Menchen's reckless defense.

It looks calm.

It's just appearance.

"Your confrontation was just as ridiculous as playing a house."

Iverson stabilized his body and took another big turn. Mo Mengchen responded, but his body could not keep up. His traverse speed was still worse, but Iverson wanted to break his defense in this way. Not enough, because he can react, and he can have a confrontation that affects the offense before he completely breaks the game.

At this moment, Iverson's balance was affected. Fortunately, the tactics have been achieved. He now only needs to send a good shot to Starkhouse, who is already very unhappy with him, to calm his anxious mood.

"boom!"

It takes less than a second to hit the earth.

"damn it!"

Iverson called out, and he suddenly blocked someone on his calculated pass, not anyone else, but Houston, who was against Stark House.

Iverson looked back, and Mo Mengchen, who was fighting him, had already rushed into the field.

This **** bastard!

In less than four seconds, Mo Mengchen completed a series of steps in the fast break and catching the ball.

It took less than four seconds.

This one-for-three chasing three-pointer is puzzling in this era. No one knows why he didn't enter the layup and chose a three-pointer.

He dropped in, and no one would say anything.

At most, the narrator added: "Unreasonable counterattack, but he succeeded!"

Iverson and Mo Mengchen passed by.

Mo Mengchen didn't show on the surface, but the pride between the eyebrows could not be concealed. Iverson saw that everything was just planned by this bastard. This is not an accident.

The confrontation was to give Houston a hint, so at the moment he completed the breakthrough, Mo Mengchen had given up his defense and directly attacked fast, so this counterattack would only be completed so quickly and so neatly.

Stark House is at least one thing right, this is a cunning bastard!

"At present, the new system is very effective, and Mo is like a fish in it." Gentry is very happy about this.

Collins was also very happy. To lead the team, he needed the support of Mo Mengchen.

In today's system, Mo Mengchen should play comfortably.

7 to 4

"Just give me the ball!"

Starkhouse shouted and took the ball from Iverson.

"Aussie, get over here!"

Stackhouse hopes to play against Mo Mengchen, and the beam between them is so big that it is almost impossible to resolve.

"Your second grade, your opponent is me." Houston reminded him.

"You're a fart!"

After all, Stark House wanted to explode Houston's defense with the ball.

Jordan's successor is grim. He wants to show his toughness in this round and tell the world who is the best player in the 95th round.

In fact, Mo Mengchen didn't care about this title at all, let alone he was not recognized as the strongest player of the 95th season.

Houston is bold and attentive, wherever he is, or who is Jordan's successor, no matter who comes, he will defend well, although not necessarily able to hold it.

Starkhouse can be called Jordan's successor, a comprehensive offensive skill is indispensable, once displayed at the moment, it has a certain charm.

Right in front of him, Houston lost his defense. Starkhouse shot a shot, lacking a few touches, basketball hit the basket and flew forward, and was snatched by the 76ers.

Williams, who got the rebound, found Iverson.

The space opened instantly, and Iverson singled out Mo Mengchen.

"AI, let the **** know how good you are!"

Starkhouse roared, as if to forget how negligent Iverson was before.

"Don't you dare not follow the demands of your teammates?" Iverson smiled sarcastically, lowering his focus.

Mo Mengchen observed his ball-handling movement and played the same trick for three consecutive rounds? He will not be so bored.

Iverson moved faster than Mo Mengchen's judgment. He flicked the ball to the right with both hands, and turned to the left to start. Surprisingly, Mo Mengchen followed.

This traversal speed surprised his teammates. Last season, this level of offense was enough to tear off his defense.

When Mo Mengchen's defense kept up, Philadelphia's elves stepped on the spot and crossed the dribble under the crotch, bewildered the defense, and immediately withdrew a step and shot with a three-pointer.

The speed is extremely fast, and Mo Mengchen has no choice but to face this goal despite his height advantage.

"Uh!"

"Allen Iverson showed Dor.Mo his ability!"

When he scored a goal, Iverson snorted and expressed disdain for Mo Mengchen's defense.

Buckley laughed and scolded: "That boy shit?"

Mo Mengchen shrugged his shoulders, he was also helpless.

This time, he simply did not take the ball.

They play run and run, but run and run does not necessarily have to be in charge of the ball. The Pistons have two commanders.

A red light flashed on Hill's face. It was a long-awaited moment at this moment: "Guys, give me an elite level pick-and-roll."

"coming!"

Barkley stepped forward to be a good stop next to Duke's talented students.

Suddenly, Hill broke out, and Mo Mengchen stood on the side, staring at Devil Mountain and rushing into the basket like a monster to score. What else can he say?

Some guys score as easy as drinking water.

It’s like me, it’s hard to get a point, so tired.

Mo Mengchen shook his head sadly.

The Pistons gradually opened, this is a brand new system, there are pick-and-rolls every round, there is a cover anytime, anywhere, because they have two points of attack.

There is a clear lack of the 76ers' lineup, only that they played tonight to win the game.

Iverson came again to dribble, he no longer singled out.

Diagonally, Coleman stuck in position.

As a person who has humiliated O'Neill in actual combat, his origin is not small. The 210 cm power forward has a strong body and strong athleticism. Isn't it enough? He also has a full range of skills, such a guy, called by Malone, a scum that no one can look down on: "If Coleman can be as hard-working as me, he will become the best power forward."

It's a pity, just like Hulk can theoretically become infinitely stronger, but he has never reached the "strongest" in theory. Coleman's upper limit is also permanently limited by his "not diligent and self-disciplined". The ground is fixed at the All-Star level.

Coleman got the ball, Mo Mengchen shouted, turned around and wrapped up.

The No. 1 champion in 1990 and the No. 1 champion in 1996 were about to divide the ball, but saw Hill quickly change position and blocked the pass.

"hateful!"

Coleman missed the best pass time.

"Snapped!"

Without waiting for Coleman to find the next passer, Mo Mengchen cut off his ball, Hill and Houston double fast break.

Mo Mengchen sent out a long pass from Lonzo Ball, and in one shot, the CIC king scored.

11 to 7

"Boy, will you try me again?"

Coleman's eyes glared like a cockfight.

"Rarely hear such a cheap request, how can I not satisfy you?"

Despite Coleman's appearance as a triad gangster, Mo Mengchen didn't have the slightest fear, and he looked back with no dodge in his eyes.

"Derrick, Detroit is not without an old man. What the **** are you **** garlic?" Buckley yelled ferociously.

When Coleman saw Barkley, he was inevitably stunned. The juniors such as Mo Mengchen were not afraid, but Barkley was a tough man who was not easy to provoke.

"A few days before you came to Detroit and thought about protecting the calves?" Coleman reluctantly replied.

Buckley came directly to Thorpe and changed defense with him. Then, he pushed Coleman a little: "I'm here. Do you want to touch him?"

"Chuck, don't make trouble."

Leaving this sentence, Mo Mengchen walked forward.

Barkley arched the fire inside. Although Coleman did not dare to do it, he would not be bullied while sitting. He asked Iverson for the ball and wanted to beat Barkley.

It is advantageous to play Buckley with his height.

Damn old man, you can't score again.

Iverson didn't want to pass the ball, but Coleman wanted to stay in position.

It was also when Coleman took the position that Hill approached Iverson again, because Mo Mengchen would always go in and wrap up.

"Come on!" Buckley growled.

Coleman's singles is about to open ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but saw a shadow flashing around him.

The No. 1 champion in 90 years was furious and saw Iverson fail. He passed the ball open-handed. Iverson saw Hill, but he couldn't stop Coleman from passing. All this happened in an instant.

Blocking the pass line after the bagging, this is the cooperation that Mo Mengchen and Hill have done many times.

This time, Devil Mountain performed quite well. For the second time in a row, Coleman had to pass the ball after being caught.

Hill, this guy is so attractive that he grabbed the ball and plugged Mo Mo Chen beside him.

Angry Coleman wanted to hug him down, but unfortunately the man was gone.

"Another counterattack! Detroit instantly extended the lead to 6 points!"

"Philadelphia requested a timeout!"

"They are not used to Detroit's fast-paced offense and defense and must find a way."

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