You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 221: Flying Pig

"Listen to the cheers on the spot, the fans here are tired of losing."

Vinier Johnson was very depressed recently, not only because of the sluggish performance of the Pistons, but also a scandal of his own-being violently domesticated. There is a wicked woman who doesn’t obey the woman’s attitude at home, and she is also very unhappy at work. The team originally intended to rise, and then suddenly an intra-team conflict broke out, and then somehow came a period of six consecutive companies. Losing is a bit like riding a roller coaster, but as a strong team, you can't let fans ride a roller coaster.

A strong team means stability. At best, those unstable teams leave a trace of "sometimes in this first round" in the playoffs, and then quietly withdraw from the stage.

His partner Woods Seth expressed optimism: "Relax, they will be able to recover their previous state."

"I hope." Johnson looked down at the warmed-up players of the two teams and said with some expectation, "They must not want to lose tonight because the opponent is the Suns. Charles and they are not a peaceful breakup."

Before the game started, Barkley walked slowly to the midfield and hugged with the old man Kevin Johnson who had fought alongside him for many years.

"Brother, I won't be merciful tonight." Buck hugged Johnson with his strength, "Give you a suggestion, don't block my way."

Johnson laughed: "You can rest assured that I will commit the heaviest rule in history to you."

The coach of the Suns, Danny Angie, who cast Barkley away from the team, did not want to see Johnson and Barkley behave so harmoniously.

No matter how good their friendship is, the two sides are now rivals.

What should opponents do in his time? Fist greeting.

At this time, Anji is still young and not as cunning as he was later. If he is later, he will never break with Barkley. Even if he wants to let him go, he has to drain his value, such as making a transaction to see if he can In this era, find a Billy King and the Russian boss who is anxious to make the team rise.

"Amel, this!"

Ephraim and Adrian occupied their positions ahead of time, and Medela was late, anyway, she was not late and arrived before the game.

"Fortunately, it caught up." Medela held popcorn in both hands, and Adrian glanced at it.

Ephraim didn't want her little brother to indulge in these foods that would allow his figure to continue to develop horizontally, but it could not be stopped right now.

"Eat slowly, Adrian." Ephraim said.

He didn't say it was okay. When he said that he was afraid of being robbed, he gorged on them, making them the most unique scenery in the family area.

"God, is that little brother who hasn't eaten popcorn in eight lifetimes?"

Jerome Williams opened his mouth and suddenly felt hungry.

"Do you want to die? That's the younger brother of Dad's girlfriend!" Don Reed kicked Williams's ass.

Williams rubbed his hips and grinned: "Then... shouldn't you eat popcorn like that? Isn't it a rare thing."

"If you want to become an unnamed corpse on the overpass, you can continue to talk about it, don't get close to me, I don't know anything." Reid opened his hands empty, moving away from Williams.

Mo Mengchen didn't notice the movements here, just practiced shooting seriously.

Before the game started, Collins tried to lay out the tactics for his players, except that, except for Hill and Mo Mengchen who listened to him seriously, everyone else was confused.

He seemed like a teacher in a bad boy class, and Mo Mengchen and Hill were poor students sitting in the front row embarrassed and not listening carefully.

Perfunctory and playful, his actions are meaningless.

The game is about to start, the Pistons starter is Mo Mengchen, Hill, Michael Curry, Barkley, Ratliff.

On the side of the Sun, the starters are Kevin Johnson, Rex Chapman, Michael Finley, Danny Manning, Hult Rod Williams.

Three front-court players have a stupid athletic talent, and two backcourt players lack height. They look no different from the 1993 team that Jordan scored the highest record in the NBA finals. The back line lacks height and the penalty area Buckley is gone.

In terms of jumping the ball, Sun’s Williams advantage is not obvious. He is a typical player who will be forgotten once he retires. Perennial average of 10+8 per game, this inside monster is rampant Times, this data is so common that it cannot be more common.

Ratliff is not far behind his height, and his jump speed gives him an advantage when jumping.

Strongly together, Ratliff gave the racket to Mo Mengchen.

"Good job!"

The irritable Barkley yelled, his arms like sandbags traversed, and Mo Mochen asked for the ball.

Are you so excited?

Mo Mengchen sent the ball in place, but Kevin Johnson couldn't make it.

"It seems that you are sure tonight that Chuck can kill a lot?" Johnson asked with a smile.

Mo Mengchen turned around and walked back, clearly Buckley's offense was just about to start. This scene was too weird. The fans didn't even have time to show doubts. Buckley carried Manning's body and rolled to the penalty area to force a score.

"Your people can't stop me!"

Attacking and scoring, Buckley rushed to Angie and snarled.

Anji's face was extremely gloomy. This was undoubtedly a provocation to him. He would never accept such a provocation. With his hands together, he intentionally sent Manning out to play a pick-and-roll.

Manning received the ball after the pick and roll. His glory has disappeared, but no one will forget how much he was expected almost ten years ago.

If it is not an injury, there should be an additional name in the league's superstar manual.

Even with his injuries, he can still average 20+7 per game.

Barkley followed him in a terrifying form, but this didn't scare Manning. He drove his body and stepped out, punching Buckley's defense and flying to a layup.

It's hard to believe that this is a movement that the 208-centimeter swingers can make.

2 to 2

"Theo, pay attention to defense." Mo Mengchen shouted.

Ratliff nodded.

"give me!"

Buckley raised his hand and shouted.

Mo Mengchen shook his head helplessly, stopped the tactics, let everyone pull away, and then hit the ball to the ground.

Barkley came tonight with a murderous spirit. He was about to swallow his opponent, and everyone could feel the strength in him.

Manning and Barkley have faced each other many times, and they know each other a little bit, but Barkley has rarely attacked as hard as it has tonight.

At the moment, the tank-like body drove 198 cm of the body and hit 208 cm of Manning. There is no way. This is the difference between 130 kg and 105 kg.

Barkley arched like a monster to the rim, then, boosted the score.

"Chuck!"

The audience danced and Barkley joined the team for so long. This night is undoubtedly the strongest opening performance he played.

"Mo, how are I playing?" Barkley asked loudly.

Mo Mengchen said: "Maybe it is a wrong decision to make you lose weight?"

"Haha! Must!" Buckley was complacent and gave Anji a proud face.

Anji didn't want to put the whole team up to fight Buckley. Buckley wasn't even the Pistons' toughest player-those two guys hadn't shot yet.

Anji glanced at Hill, and then at Momengchen, especially Momengchen...

Damn, what a good player.

He has been waiting for Mo Mengchen to enter the trough. As long as he is in a downturn, Anji will make a deal with the Pistons. Maybe he can really get him, but he has not hit the wall. Maybe he will never hit the 99% of the rookie. Hit the wall.

Johnson took the ball, and Mo Mengchen's defense was in front of him.

"A lot of flaws, doctor."

Johnson can be regarded as a fully weakened Westbrook, at least in terms of physical fitness, the two have some similarities.

As for the brainlessness of sending the team to the crematorium, the similarity of the two men reached 100%.

His outburst made Mo Mengchen envious and took one step.

It is simply too late to respond. With Mo Mengchen's current traverse speed, it is impossible to defend Johnson's top athletic defender if he cannot make a prediction in advance.

You know, this is not Johnson at its peak, in fact this is his peak tail.

His last season was 20 points per game.

Nonetheless, between his vertical and horizontal directions, Mo Mengchen still had no choice but to watch him enter the basket to challenge Ratliff's defense.

This is a crazy defender who can withdraw Olajuwon. Ratliff's defense is still a bit softer, and he is forced to 2+1.

"Mo, your defense isn't good~!"

Johnson shouted back.

You don’t need to remind me about this.

Mo Mengchen met outside.

Curry suggested: "I'll defend him."

"Feasible~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Mo Mengchen is not a fool, this is the simplest solution.

Neither he nor Curry can keep up with Johnson, but Curry knows better than him how to deal with sports monsters like Johnson.

The two guards of the Suns are players of insufficient height, and how Momo Chen and Curry change defenses is the same.

"Uh!"

5 to 4

"Come on, Mo!" Johnson provoked.