You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 422 We are alive!
78 is better than 60
The Pistons trailed by 18 points.

"You played really badly just now."

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, the ball was in the hands of the Bulls who won the opening ball.

Before the opponent attacked, Hill said to Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen didn't look back, and said: "Rod is not enough to describe my performance, we all played very poorly."

"Yeah, we suck." Hill came to his side.

This time, he will not hide behind Mo Mengchen.

He wants to stand by his side.

"Some people will never be able to stand on the stage we are in for a lifetime, we must cherish it." Hill said loudly, "We can still redeem ourselves, this is not our destination, we still have a game to let history remember us look."

In a few words, the opponent has arrived.

The Pistons have not given up yet, and the Bulls will naturally not stop attacking.

Jordan screened for Pippen first, then cut out to the high post alone for a catch-and-shoot jumper.

80 is better than 60
Wharton said loudly, "The game can be declared over, ladies and gentlemen!"

"20 points difference, since 1988, the Bulls have never lost a game with a 20-point lead!"

Mo Mengchen ran to the front court, raised the index finger of his left hand, and swung it from side to side.

The Bulls have studied the Pistons' tactical gestures, and they can distinguish 80% of the Pistons' tactical gestures at the first time, but they have never seen this gesture, and they don't know what it means.

Seeing this gesture, Mo Mengchen's teammates began to back away.

There is no other meaning.

If you have to say something, then the meaning of this gesture is that you don't have to do anything.

Leave the game to us.

we.

Hill ran out to get the ball, he held it above his head, and Pippen guarded his drive because his three-pointer didn't need defense at all.

Pippen didn't put Hill three meters away like others. First, it was unnecessary, second, he had full confidence in his defense, and third, he believed that the Pistons had collapsed.

It's just a struggle now.

"How will history remember this match?"

Hill said to himself, he took the ball, turned around to stick to Pipen, flashed to the right, and distracted Pipen's attention. Body thrown away.

The road ahead is empty, and Devil Mountain dribbles the ball to the front. Langley still wants to stop it. Australia Dashan has excellent defensive awareness. Because of his height of 218 cm, his air defense ability is also good, but his height is doomed to be not strong in agility. .

Before the two came into contact, Hill made a wailing European step past, came to the back of Longley, and dunked violently with just one kick.

"History will remember you with a fat face."

Hill ran back and heard Mo Mengchen's words.

Hill smiled and gave him a high five.

Harper came over with the ball, but just as he was about to pass the ball, Mo Mengchen retreated three meters away and shouted: "Ronald, I'll give you a chance to kill the game!"

Mo Mengchen called out his name again, and Harper was furious. It was useless not to vote for such a big vacancy, even if he was not allowed.

The Bulls lead by 18 points, and no one will blame him for this shot.

According to effective statistics, every time Mo Mengchen sprayed out the name "Ronald", Harper's shots were missed.

Now, too, Harper missed a wide-open three-pointer.

Mo Mengchen scored the rebound.

A minute and a half passed in the fourth quarter, and the point difference was 18 points.

In Harper's eyes, Mo Mengchen was no longer an ordinary opponent.Mo Mengchen was the bastard who humiliated him. Harper just wanted to play a high-intensity defense, but Mo Mengchen stopped outside the three-point line.

Realizing that the situation was not good, Harper immediately stepped forward, but Mo Mengchen's shooting speed was too fast. It was a left-handed three-point shot one meter beyond the arc top three-point line.

The shooting gesture with the left hand is exactly the same as the right hand, which is a hand that turns into a pistol.

When the ball flew out, Mo Mengchen turned sideways and pointed his fingers like bullet holes between his eyebrows.

Anyway, please witness.

When the ball was scored, the United Center exclaimed.

Hill ran over and shouted: "History will remember your vicious fangs and mouth!"

I can only humbly accept your compliment.

65 is better than 80
The Bulls still led by 15 points, and Walton and Brown looked at each other, which felt strange.

Although the Bulls still have a 15-point advantage, they all have a feeling.

This game is hard to say.

"Grant, let that redneck shoot!"

Just as the bull's attack was about to start, Mo Mengchen shouted suddenly.

"What did you say?"

Pippen, who got the ball from beyond the three-point line, was furious.

"Mom, you have to listen to Dad." Barkley, who was standing inside, did not forget to fan the flames.

Hill seemed reluctant to accept his teammate's suggestion, saying to Pippen apologetically, "I apologize for any offense."

After all, he stepped back three meters.

For two consecutive rounds, the Pistons let go of the Bulls' three-pointers.

Pippen had the ball in his hands, and Hill's defense completely pissed him off.

He yelled to make them pay.

Jordan couldn't stop Pippen. With such a big open space, he couldn't ride a tiger. If he didn't make a shot, the Pistons would be more unscrupulous, but if he didn't make a shot, the situation would be even worse.

This problem can only be solved by throwing the ball in.

"Run, Grant!"

Mo Mengchen rushed to the basket.

Hill was not sure whether Pippen's three-pointer could be made. He believed in Mo Mengchen, so he turned around and ran back.

Jordan reacted and quickly caught up.

Pippen shot a three-pointer with anger. The ball was obviously too powerful. The basketball hit the back of the basket and bounced out quickly.

Other than Mo Mengchen and Rodman, the people who judged this point.

How is he going to compete for the rebounds with this seven-time rebounding champ?

"No, I can't grab it."

"The rebound is mine!"

Rodman roared, grabbed the rebound, and before it hit the ground, he suddenly felt someone hit his back.

An ordinary impact made him feel a tremor in his hands.

Mo Mengchen bumped into his extremely sensitive part.

He yelled out, and the referee couldn't tell whether the impact was legal due to the crowded inside line. It was also at this time that Mo Mengchen knocked Rodman's ball away.

Hill didn't know how difficult it was to get the rebound. What he saw was Mo Mengchen throwing the ball into the sky.

"You dirty bastard!"

Rodman, who was overturned in the gutter, roared angrily.

"If killing you helps us win, I'll do it too."

Mo Mengchen looked back at Rodman. This was the first time Rodman discovered that this gentle-looking young man was so ruthless.

Looking back, he remembered that when he first joined the Pistons, he was beaten up because he angered Lambiel because of his mischief.

This person is not to be provoked.

Rodman thought to himself.

Not only was he dirty, but he was also so dirty that the referee couldn't do anything. Many moves couldn't even be found in replays. The impact on him just now was definitely a foul, but the referee couldn't see it like a blind man.

In the frontcourt at this time, Jordan returned to the defense in time, Hill was in a better position, and he failed to stop the counterattack.

67 is better than 80
"The Bulls have not scored for 2 minutes. Will what happened to the Pistons in the third quarter be repeated on the Bulls?"

Hill didn't talk trash, scored this goal, and the point difference came to 13 points, a very promising number.

Among so many successors, Hill is the least like him.

Jordan didn't understand what the media who called Hill as Jordan's successor thought, they didn't look like that at all.

He thought the game was over, they were leading by 20 points, most teams get desperate at this point, and they didn't.

This team does have unfathomable potential.

But he won't let the Bulls stop here.

Jordan's breakthrough is like a sharp blade, and his speed is not as fast as when he was young. He just relies on the change of direction in front of the rhythm, pulls out a space, and scores a jumper.

82 is better than 67
"The fans at the scene can rest assured, anyone may get lost, MJ will not!"

Jordan's jump shot helped the Bulls stabilize the morale of the army. Each of them is actively defending, and they put all their strength into defense without feeling.

Their defense was no worse than in the third quarter.

It was difficult for Hill to play singles as freely as in the previous few minutes, and the ball fell into Mo Mengchen's hands.

10 seconds left on shot clock.

Mo Mengchen took a step back and dribbled the ball behind him with his left hand. Then, he raised his right index finger and swung it from side to side.

Do nothing, leave it to me!
"If you think you can handle me alone."

Before Harper finished speaking, Mo Mengchen lowered his center of gravity and broke through Harper at an unimaginable speed in less than a second.

So fast
He is so fast!
Harper stared back, Mo Mengchen rushed to the basket, and Rodman jumped out to recover the impact just now.

He bumped up and just couldn't avoid the foul.

The referee whistled, and he made sure that Mo Meng didn't have an angle to shoot. His body pressed Mo Mengchen, and under the violent impact, he felt nothing in the air.

Yes, it feels like nothing.

With the left hand holding the ball, set the ball out.

Like a flower blooming in desperation.

"Shh!"

“Nice!!!”

The teammates called out.

Mo Mengchen gently pushed Rodman's body away and stood up.

He's fine, nothing at all.

At the free throw line, he didn't waste an opportunity.

Penalty hit.

Mo Mengchen turned and left. For some reason, his teammates felt full of strength.

Up to now, they should be exhausted, but now, they seem to be fully charged batteries.

For the first time, "Where the Heart Goes" played a role on Mo Mengchen.

Jordan was ready to take over the offense, and the situation at hand allowed them to do so, and his teammates all pointed at him.

Mo Mengchen made a decision on the spot, and he prepared layers of defense behind Jordan.

What Jordan wants to beat is not Houston, but the Pistons.

The flying man pierced the defense and was about to fly to the layup to score when Ratliff descended from the left and affected his shot.

As a result, the rebound flew out.

Hill got the defensive rebound and looked at the fast-running Mo Mengchen in a blink of an eye: "History will remember how fast you run!"

Frontcourt, beyond the three-point line.

Mo Mengchen made a three-pointer.

Goal scored, 73 to 82.

He turned around, punched, and yelled.

We are alive!
(End of this chapter)