You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Lauderdale dared not look directly at Mo Mengchen's eyes because Marbury scored in front of him.

This is actually not his fault, Mo Mengchen can understand, but he is afraid, because Mo Mengchen's high requirements, the team's nerves are always tight.

What's more, Mo Mengchen gave him the task at the beginning: to defend well.

"Run as far as you can."

Mo Mengchen said to him when he got the serve.

There was no rebuke, no roar, and Lauderdale felt at ease. Marbury was in the frontcourt, hitting the ball, he was so excited that he wanted to give Mo Mengchen a tight frontcourt tight.

"Try my defense, it must be stronger than Allen Iverson!"

Marbury smiled in an idiot, and the ghost knew what he was thinking. Mo Mengchen didn't get entangled with him at all, but he poked his ass, knocked it away and pushed forward.

Lauderdale played the starter. He needed to be careful about the control of the rhythm. This guy is too high to keep up with the rhythm. Too fast to play. He can't hold on for a few minutes.

But the Pistons are playing again, he is definitely the biggest victim of this system.

Lauderdale v Frankovich, Thorpe v Gugliota, the Pistons have no advantage in the inside line-Hill? He looked over and found that Devil Mountain was playing against the little wolf king.

Maybe it is more appropriate to give him the ball.

Garnett's advantage as a small forward is height and arm length, plus the athletic ability of Hill, but his body is slightly thinner.

Hill snapped quickly, and Mo Mengchen's pass came in a blink of an eye.

"Damn it!"

The confrontation between the meek and the wild is on the verge.

Garnett’s talents are visible to the naked eye. He is a player of the wrong era. With his talents, if he is born twenty years later, he is the first insider in the era of the highest speed. It will also be different, there is no doubt that he will definitely get more honors.

In the same way, admirals are also geniuses of the wrong era, but they are only too talented, even in this age of muscle and confrontation is not enough to cover their light.

Hill's back is blooming. He is called Jordan's successor for no reason. Garnett just blindly withstood his impact and raised his hand. This is the best defense he can do.

Under the attack of Devil Mountain, Garnett fouled.

There was a little booing at the scene, and fans thought Garnett's defense was clean.

Marbury sneered after reading: "You have this skill, only pass the ball to others."

Mo Mengchen didn't want to wrestle with the young lone wolf, but why did the other party challenge him again and again?

"If you forget what I did in the training camp a few months ago, I don't mind recalling it for you."

After all, Mo Mengchen turned his eyes and fell on Marbury. His eyes swept on the limbs of the lone wolf, as if to say: Is it better to interrupt your left hand? Or discount your right foot?

How did Marbury forget about the training camp? He knows how Starkhouse eats deflated in front of him, which is why until now he has been honestly divided, because he knows that he can’t play Mo Mengchen with Yin.

What makes his generation of players angry is that Jordan and other superstars always give Mo Mengchen a high glance, and turn a blind eye to their future group of newcomers.

The Marbury want to prove themselves, that's why they are against Mo Mengchen.

"Are you only going to steal and play?" Marbury asked angrily.

"Uh!"

Hill made two free throws.

4 to 2

"I don't need to do what you think to teach you, but you are not worthy to let me do it now." Mo Mengchen smiled lightly.

Mo Mengchen's contempt made Marbury even more angry. He looked back at the Croatian who was about to serve and shouted, "Give me the ball!"

Enraging Marbury is only the first step in defense. Mo Mengchen is not sure to prevent him. Marbury is accurate in jumper and breaks through the tough. This type of player is exactly the one he is the least good at defending.

To anger him is to let anger dictate his judgment.

Although Lauderdale's defense is sorry for his height, his huge body is a natural barrier to the basket. Marbury should be able to stop if he loses his mind and fights hard.

Well, it should be.

Marbury moved sideways to the best of his ability, trying to block Marbury. The angry lone wore his defense defensively and invaded the paint area. As Mo Mengchen thought, he had lost his mind.

Does he really think that one person can break the entire line of defense?

Did you think too much?

The lone wolf wants to pierce the sky, as if a giant from the ancients roared. He did not want to let his teammates down again and gave Marbury a heavy hammer.

Marbury's complexion changed.

At this moment, the wolf king followed up, picked up the rebound and connected a small jump, he jumped into the basket inconceivably, grabbed the ball with his left hand in Lauderdale's skill and scored with a dunk.

"Ah~~~!"

Garnett shouted with fists, as if standing on top of the world.

Big brother Gugliotta caressed Garnett's black charcoal head and smiled: "Good shot!"

4 to 4

Lauderdale dodged his eyes, panic appeared in his eyes, and he worried that Mo Mengchen would be angry with him.

However, Mo Mengchen stared fiercely at Hill: "What were you doing just now?"

"That guy is as flexible as a monkey, I..."

"This is not a reason."

Hill spread his hand: "Well, my fault."

Devil's Mountain is undoubtedly the most depressed person of the Pistons. Others were murdered by Mo Mengchen. His mother is going to comfort. However, when Mo Mengchen attacked him, he could only rely on his powerful ability to adjust himself.

This is too unfair, and he also hopes that someone will gently encourage a few words in his ear.

Obviously, no one in the Pistons has this consciousness yet.

Once on the court, everyone is nervous to make mistakes, and there is still time to comfort others.

"Damn, your teammates saved you just now, and you have nothing to be proud of!" Marbury yelled.

Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "I am proud of my teammates, I should not be too proud."

Marbury's defense is problematic.

He listened to the teaching assistant's suggestion, guard against Mo Mengchen's right hand, and let go of his left hand properly.

Today, there are still people who believe that Mo Mengchen's left hand is a weakness.

After all, he never used his left hand frequently. Except for a few difficult teams, he almost always used his right hand to solve problems.

The disguise on weekdays is for this moment.

"go to hell!"

At the moment of Mo Mengchen's breakthrough, Marbury believed that he blocked his entrance, full of confidence.

However, when Mo Mengchen started with his left hand and took the first step to pierce his defense net, the ignorant lone wolf could only look at the doctor holding the scalpel to cut his defense and attack it like a surgery.

There is no difference in breakthrough ability with the right hand.

Marbury was already stunned, just like a helpless newborn horse, wondering why so many predators in this world are interested in him.

"Come on!"

The Croats threw themselves out.

He thought Mo Mengchen was Marbury.

He thought that Mo Mengchen would come back with a difficult throw like his horse, and he was undoubtedly wrong.

At that moment, Mo Mengchen waved his hands like a rising sun blooming in the air, and the flowers spun out of the ball.

"It's so beautiful~~!"

"Dor.Mo brings performance moments!"

Lauderdale drove the 150-kilogram body to take off. He grabbed Mo Mengchen's fancy pass and pressed down with his long arm. An air relay slam dunk enough to load today's top ten **** ended.

"6 to 4!"

"Be careful! Be careful!"

The narrator shouted, but still failed to remind Marbury.

Mo Mengchen and Hill suddenly stopped and sandwiched him in the frontcourt.

Where did the panicked horse know that it was fierce? He was about to pass the ball. In the dead corner, Mo Mengchen threw a dark elbow at his chest and snatched the ball.

Hill ran to the basket, Mo Mengchen waved across the sky.

The fans cried in horror.

Devil Mountain took off, and at this moment, he was Lucifer, the angel of death with wings.

8 to 4

Marbury only had anger in his eyes. He snarled at the referee: "He attacked me! What are you doing? What the **** are you doing?"

The referee burst into a cold shot, but he didn't see it.

If you don’t see it, you won’t be fined. It’s as simple as this rookie.

If Marbury continued to do this, he would not mind adding fuel to the fire.

Garnett and Gugliotta hugged Marbury before it got into trouble.

"I very much welcome your hands on me, if you are ready, I will accompany you at any time."

Mo Mengchen stood in front of the first three wolves, said these words, and retreated with Hill.

Mo Mengchen's fierce name ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ can be said to be spread by word of mouth.

One by one, everyone knows that he is not easy to mess with.

But he hardly ever heard who he actively attacked, but tonight...

"I don't think it's right for you to do that," Hill said.

"No way, this is an era where you can swing your elbows at will."

Mo Mengchen accepted the role of the villain, and, according to his current overall evaluation, it is indeed difficult to block players like Marbury if he does not use some tricks.

Although I hurt Marbury's heart, it was also to give him a lesson, otherwise how would he know the social hardships?

He should thank me.

What's more, his mouth is so stinky, if he doesn't teach him, he really feels like I'm bullying...

Once you decide to do something, you will find countless excuses.