You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 513 Come Prepared
Keir Patrick, considered a rising star in the political world, is good at delivering speeches, and his speeches are very contagious.

This is a must-have skill for a good politician.

Mo Mengchen didn't know much about him and Bin, but if he had to choose, he would definitely choose Bin.

Who told this guy to covet Ephraim?

At the dance that night, Mo Mengchen was not the main character. Whether he was an NBA player, a doctor, or a businessman, his weight was not enough.

The purpose of Mo Mengchen's trip was not to attract their attention, he was just here to get acquainted.

After that, the Pistons' season continued.

They went all out for the last eight regular season games.

In two consecutive games, they defeated their opponents by a large score and won ten consecutive victories. At the same time, they became the first and only team to win at least 40 wins this season.

Even if they lose all the next six games, they will not shake their No. [-] ranking in the combat power list.

Only six games left.

Two days later, the Pistons challenged the Supersonics in an away game. This team was destroyed by the suspension of the season. The original team maintained a dual-core inside and outside. Gary Payton still had a good level of competition, but Vin Baker was infected with alcohol during the offseason. , embarked on a road of no return.

That night, the grievances between Mo Mengchen and Peyton continued.

The two confronted each other at a high level, and under the deliberate indulgence of the referee, they entangled each other until the last moment.

Ten seconds before the end of the game, Payton elbowed Mo Mengchen and made a layup to kill the game.

The Pistons request a timeout.

Mo Mengchen made a "witness please" gesture to the live camera with a dark face. Nearly [-] million people around the world witnessed this scene through the live broadcast.

Six seconds later, Mo Mengchen sat off Payton before receiving the ball, received an outside pass, called Hill's pick-and-roll, created a little space for himself, and shot immediately.

"The ball is in!"

"Goal scored! Dor.Mo brought Detroit [-] consecutive victories!"

"The Pistons haven't lost yet!"

"Detroit can't win enough!"

At the Supersonic home court, Mo Mengchen continued his winning streak in a murderous way. Mo Mengchen scored 34 points, 13 rebounds and 10 assists, plus the final buzzer lore. This is undoubtedly his best performance this season. good game.

His brows were slightly red, it was the winning streak gift bag that Peyton left on him.

The reporter asked about the final elbow.

Mo Mengchen replied directly: "The referee didn't blow the whistle, it's a normal confrontation, I have no objection."

"Gary Payton thought your push before the lore was a foul, what do you think?" the reporter asked with a smile.

Mo Mengchen never thought of easing the relationship with Peyton. Since he personally put such an opportunity in front of him, how could he miss it?

Facing the camera, Mo Mengchen said: "Because he is a softie, he has always been."

Peyton is a jerk?Mo Mengchen's speech was so shocking that those Western defenders who had been tortured by Payton all the year round expressed their confusion.

"Maybe for Dor.Mo, Gary is not that tough, but for me, he and Dor.Mo are the most difficult defenders in active service."

"Payton is soft? This is bullshit! He is the toughest guard in the league!"

"Dor.Mo can't impose his standards on others, GP is definitely not a softie, I guarantee it with my life."

All of the above speeches are from "unnamed players".

It's understandable that they don't want to disclose their names, because they don't want to suffer Mo Mengchen's revenge.

In the past four years, Mo Mengchen's reputation has spread far and wide. Fans will remember his wonderful moments on the court, while his opponents are even more impressed by his aggressiveness and "evil" that everyone has said.

Leaving from Seattle, the Pistons returned home.

The next opponent, before the fight started, the public opinion was flying all over the sky.

Their opponent is the Portland Trail Blazers, ranked No. [-] in the West.

The last time the two teams played against each other, it could be said that they fought for real, and also forged a rift. A good old man like Sabonis personally said to Mo Mengchen that there was no balance between the two teams.

The Pistons won the last round of confrontation, and now, the battlefield changes, it is the turn of the Trail Blazers to visit Detroit.

What will happen tonight, no one knows.

As soon as he got off the plane, Weber said to the media: "We all know that Detroit is the best team in the league. We don't like their style. Tonight we will raise the intensity of the game to the same level as theirs. Let's see what happens."

"I still say that." Sabonis repeated in front of the media, "There are no equals!"

The game has not yet started, and the Blazers players have expressed their opinions in front of the media one after another.

This makes a war that is about to start full of gunpowder before the war.

Henry Ford Training Center
"There are no two sides, why does this European guy like to say this so much?" Rashid had no feelings for his old teammate, and began to tease in public.

Dumas "guessed": "Probably because we injured the two of them consecutively at the Rose Arena last time?"

"That was an accident!" Rasheed would also be shy.

Because one of them was accidentally messed up by him.

The training hall, which should be filled with the smell of gunpowder, is very relaxed.

After practice, Westphal convened the group to sit down: "We need to talk."

"Tonight's game will attract a lot of attention. The battle for the top spot in the east and west. If we are lucky enough to reach the finals, we will most likely meet Portland in the finals, so I hope you will be safe and sound. Get ready," Westphal said. "Let's forget what happened at the Rose Arena, that game doesn't count."

Rashid said he didn't understand.

"Why can't it be counted?" Rashid thought that the game was won at a real price. "Why didn't we win the game with our strength?"

Westphal changed the phrase, he asked: "Then may I ask, is last season's champion still a champion this year?"

He managed to overwhelm Rasheed.

Seeing that Rashid didn't speak, Westphal took out a form with many copies: "This is the statistics of the Blazers after the game against us."

Each player gets one.

Mo Mengchen picked up the form and looked at it.

There are not only the statistics after the game, but also the statistics before the game. The two statistics can be put together for comparison, because they come from the same person.

"After that game, Chris Webber averaged 25 points, 14 rebounds and 6 assists per game?"

"Sabonis' assists per game has also broken through 5?"

"Sprewell's counterattack frequency is fake, right?"

"Wait a minute, Sprewell's assists went up, too."

Hill asked, "What happened?"

Westphal laughed: "They just made a change."

"They moved Latrell Sprewell to the No. 1."

"WTF?"

Indeed, everyone was shocked, Sprewell changed to No. 1, why?
Westphal looked at Mo Mengchen, he believed that Mo Mengchen knew what it meant.

In the last game at the Rose Arena, Mo Mengchen blasted the Blazers' three guards. This was the key factor that killed the game. It was because of his outburst that the Blazers were in a state of embarrassment throughout the game, and they ended up at home fiasco.

The injuries of Stoudemire and Webber are just an excuse for them to lose.

The real reason was that they couldn't guard against Mo Mengchen.

Stoudemire, Greg Anthony, John Crotty, these small guards are like appetizers with different tastes in front of Mo Mengchen, and they can be swallowed in one bite.

Sprewell was born at the No. 2 position in the Warriors, but he has a good dribble and a passing awareness, but he is prone to falling into individual singles. After experiencing the neck-choking incident, his personality has undergone a huge change. Or, whatever the team needs him to do, he will do it.

Mike Dunleavy regarded the Pistons as a team player in the finals. On the premise of ensuring that they could reach the finals, he asked Sprewell to play point guard to target Mo Mengchen.

Needless to say, Sprewell's offense is the type of player that Mo Mengchen fears the most. He can shoot the ball when the wind blows, his speed is terrifyingly fast, and his physical fitness is extremely powerful.

What about the defensive end?He is basically the best defensive player in the 2 position after Jordan retired.

This is the so-called apex.

There may be a few other guys with a similar defense, but no one at the same position has a better defense than him.

He plays point guard, and Mo Mengchen will face a major test on both offense and defense.

"However, in this way, no one can restrict Alan and Grant." Mo Mengchen said.

Westphal nodded: "Yes, this is the sacrifice they are willing to make."

They would rather beat Houston and Hill to the ground than restrain Mo Mengchen.

"It really makes me feel extremely honored." Mo Mengchen smiled wryly.

"If you have a problem with the offense, you can always pass the ball to Grant, trust him," Westphal said.

Mo Mengchen nodded.

"Guys, they're coming hard," Westphal said. "But this is our home game, let's move the winning streak up another notch!"

That night
21:00
In recent years, it has become the norm for the Palace of Auburn Hills to be filled with fans.

Not only has the Pistons been rebuilt, but their style of play is extremely entertaining. There are also idol-level players like Mo Mengchen and Hill. More and more fans are willing to buy tickets.

Most of them are workers. They are usually tired from work, and they come to the stadium to vent. Cheering and insulting are rare in the league.

Tonight, the Blazers players were insulted in unison as soon as they entered the field.

“Portland Pigs!”

This is a relatively neat slogan.

There are also some idlers who dug up the dark history of the pioneers, insulting one after another.

When Weber was scolded, the voice of "rapist" resounded throughout the audience, which was extremely harsh.

Weber angrily took the red headband off his head and smashed it to the ground.

(End of this chapter)