You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

After the first quarter, the Trail Blazers started except Hill, everyone was carrying two fouls.

In the first quarter alone, the Blazers made 14 free throw attempts.

9 of 14 free throws.

After the first quarter, the Blazers led the Pistons 37 points to 25 points and 12 points.

Mo Mengchen sat off the court and rested. Tonight's referee reminded Mo Mengchen of the 2017 Finals Game4. For whatever reason, the referee helped the Cavaliers win a ball and the NBA played one more Finals. Increased revenue by at least 100 million.

That was a matter of the previous life, Mo Mengchen didn't expect such a referee to let himself meet.

If this continues, I am afraid that the three quarters will not finish, they will leave six offenses.

Even Wharton said: "Tonight's penalty severely affected the Pistons' game rhythm, and also reduced the game's appreciation. The appearance of such a penalty in such a high-profile game will shame the NBA. "

The first quarter ended, Mo Mengchen just rested for two minutes, they were 12 points behind, Westphal could not put Mo Mengchen and Hill off the field to rest.

It's not time for rest.

He came to Mo Mengchen and said seriously: "Mo, I need you to play to stabilize the situation, not to compete with the referee."

Mo Mengchen said angrily: "I am very willing to compete with him if he does not give me T."

After hearing this, Rashid looked up in surprise: "I'm not afraid of T, can I compete with him?"

Mo Mengchen's answer to him was a blank expression of "What do you say?"

Rashid bowed his head in shame.

Westphal called Mo Mengchen to the sidelines and patiently told: "Tonight you also saw that we cannot give them high-intensity defense."

Yes, the scale of the first section has proved this.

Westphal continued: "Mo, let's fight the original flavor."

"I understand."

Mo Mengchen nodded, and those who were replaced with him were Louis M. Lall, Jerome Williams and Brad Miller.

They don't need to defend.

Four ups and downs, only Ricky Davis remained on the court.

As a result, Mo Mengchen made a starter on the field, they faced the pioneers composed of Stoudemire, Weber, Jim Jackson, Brian Grant and Walter Williams.

On the lineup on the field, the Blazers are far stronger than the Pistons, and the results are only known by playing.

Sprewell was absent, and the defender of Mo Mengchen became Walter Williams.

Since the Finals, they have changed a lot of tricks, only this is the same, from the beginning to the end to give Mo Mengchen strong defensive pressure.

Williams is not an elite defender like Sprewell. Let him play against Mo Mengchen. Unless Mo Mengchen can hardly eat him, he really has no advantage.

The two met, and Miller's pick and roll separated him from Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen took the outside line for a little more than a second when Williams was blocked by Miller.

"Uh!"

37 to 28

After dribbling the ball, Mo Mengchen completed the attack in just five seconds.

Stoudemire wanted to attack Mo Mengchen because he had already fouled twice and the defense certainly would not dare to be as fierce as the start.

With the referee escort, the flying squirrel has more courage to challenge Mo Mengchen. He smiles smugly. This face makes Mo Mengchen disgusting, dribbling constantly, turning his body in front of him, changing his left hand to the right hand, his pace is decisive and decisive. To break through Mo Mengchen.

This defense appeared strange and weird to Mo Mengchen, because his defense was not so bad.

"Beep!"

"No? Is this a foul?"

Everyone looked at the referee. This time it was Stoudemire who hit the ball with a ball and Miller made him a foul.

Seeing that it wasn't his foul, Miller wanted to jump up, take off his pants, shake his **** and dance, which was so exciting.

He could never have imagined that it was such a difficult thing to create an offensive foul.

The referee who blows the whistle is not McKinley, but the sideline referee.

McKinley gave him a fierce glare, dissatisfied with the verdict, but the whistle had sounded and the result could not be changed.

Mo Mengchen pulled Miller from the ground and said: "Don't take any more risks, from now on, we will give up defense!"

After hearing this, everyone's face changed.

Although Mo Mengchen did not specify who it was, everyone knew who he was talking about.

"As long as the **** is on the court, we can't defend. If that's the case, let's give up the defense and compete with them. We can average 130 points per game. No team is better at attacking than us!"

The original taste of running is the poison that traditional people think is a cult of crooked doors and it is impossible to win.

Because the consequences of not defending will cause the opponent to get more points than you.

In general, these undefensive running and bombing teams do not have the conditions to become good defensive teams, so they will shame themselves in this way.

If the offense is hot, the defensive problems will be covered up, unless you lose 140 points in a game.

What makes the Pistons special is that they are the only ones in history, they can run away, they have terrible offensive firepower, and they have a particularly good defense.

"Quickly transfer the ball!"

This coordination is really exaggerated. The five people on the Pistons field, the core is Mo Mengchen, but he did not hold the ball in his hands for a long time.

Miller took the ball high and made a ballless cover for Mo Mengchen on his back, so the ball power was handed over to the big man.

When Miller got the ball, Mo Mengchen had thrown Stoudemire a meter away from his body and ran straight to the basket. Miller in the high position now only needs a simple hanging pass-the ball returns to Mo Mengchen's hands. His cut shows that the Blazers' line of defense has collapsed, but he is still not satisfied. He gives up the offense and just throws the ball into the air. Rickie Davis dunked the ball in the corner and scored.

30 to 37

Within a minute, the point difference narrowed to 7 points.

"What about a referee?" Mo Mengchen walked past Stoudemire with a sneer. "You are still a group of stupid pigs!"

Hearing his words, Weber was furious: "Who are you talking about?"

"Sorry, you are not a stupid pig." Mo Mengchen's words calmed Weber's face, but he still could not tolerate the other party attacking his teammates like this. He was about to educate Mo Mengchen, but heard him continue to say, "Stupid pig is just Stupid, at least a little bit threatening, you soft-hearted guy who can't stand up at a critical moment is not worthy of standing on the court as my opponent."

Weber has never been a soft persimmon, at least from the perspective of causing trouble, he has the potential to become a tumor.

Mo Mengchen humiliated him in public, how can he accept it? On the spot, I wanted to reason with Mo Mengchen with his fists.

His teammate caught him.

Mo Mengchen laughed sarcastically and walked away.

Webber, angry, wanted to prove that he was very simple, responding to Mo Mengchen with performance.

He ran to the free-throw line to catch the ball and turned to meet Jerome Williams' defensive straight-arm jumper.

Unfortunately, he failed to prove himself in this round.

"boom!"

"Get off the court, mother cannon!"

Mo Mengchen grabbed a rebound and made an amazing cannonball pass to Ricky Davis in the frontcourt.

Davis scored with a single dunk.

32 to 37

Mike Dunleavy immediately stopped the game.

McKinlan heard Mormon's rubbish, he wanted to warn him that if he continued to attack his opponent with insulting language, he would exercise the referee's right to give him a technical foul.

He walked in front of Mo Mengchen and was about to speak.

The two face each other, and their vision overlaps.

This kind of gas field can only feel its existence after close contact.

Mo Mengchen is a terrible existence that makes people dare not speak as long as he is angry.

McKinlen once made countless superstars bow his head, and now he stands in front of Mo Mengchen, wanting to warn this young man who is constantly humiliating his opponent, and make his mouth clean.

But under this pressure, he couldn't even say a word.

Mo Mengchen didn't even bother to say to him, they passed by.

Damn it, what am I afraid of?

He is just a player!

McKinlen's fist and shame on Mo Menchen made him ashamed. Mo Monchen's fearlessness on him even made him irritated. He enjoyed the player's fear of him. The referee was the only **** on the court. As long as they were happy, they were free. Change the situation on the field.

These people should be in awe of him.

However, in Mo Mengchen's eyes, McKinlen felt that he was no different from shrimp and fish.

The timeout was over, the Blazers switched back to Sabonis and Sprewell, and the Pistons had no personnel changes.

It is still a Mo Mengchen with two substitutes and two rookies.

Such a lineup is a humiliation for the all-powerful Blazers.

"Did you look down upon us?" Sprewell exasperated.

Mo Mengchen stood in front of the Trail Blazers, staring at Sprewell, Sabonis, Stoudemire, Weber and Jim Jackson.

Dor.Mo scorned them and smiled viciously: "Why do sound humans deserve the madman who gets water in his head, the incompetent **** cannon, the gigantism who is slower than the snail, the disabled with zero defense and can only recognize The team of gnome who is the referee?"

"I go to you X!"

Webber and the madman got out of control first, so they wanted to get started.

McKinlan stepped forward to separate the two sides, and the whistle sounded again and again: "You stop me!"

The five starters of the Trail Blazers were all flushed with rage, and even a good guy like Sabonis could not wait to tear Mo Mengchen's mouth.

Mo Mengchen didn't take the referee who came to maintain world peace at all: "Mr. Referee, I have been standing here to communicate with them friendly, they are unable to breathe."

McKinlen shouted: "Dor.Mo, you put your mouth clean, this will not happen!"

Mo Mengchen endured so far to embarrass the referee. For a moment, he almost lost his mind and wanted to humiliate the referee like he humiliated the Blazers.

Lor hurried forward, pulling Mo Mengchen away.

He did something that no one dared to do.

Pulling off the angry Mo Mengchen, Luo Er's approach caused the admiration of the whole team.

Mo Mengchen's flame also extinguished at this moment.

I really can’t take it easy. The best response for the dog referee is to explode the opposite party!