You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 590 AI, I advise you to be kind
5 Chapter Ninety AI, I advise you to be kind
"Ugh"

There was a sigh from the VIP table, Bill Davidson had a lot of friends tonight, and before the game even started, he kept bragging about how good the Pistons were at opening the offense, and they failed to win the jump ball.

Since he couldn't win the jump ball, he naturally didn't have to grab the start, because what he had to do now was defend.

Snow honestly dribbled the ball across the half court, never greedy for credit or thinking about other things, and passed the ball whenever he saw an opportunity.

Clifford Robinson with his back to Jerome Williams.

Robinson has a physique like a big tree, which earned him the nickname of a big tree. His one-handed shooting skills are intoxicating, but his low-post offense is mediocre. Fortunately, his opponent is not a low-post defender. Two reckless men decided the outcome by brute force.

Robinson finally suppressed Williams, turned around and scored with a basket.

2 is better than 0
The moment the goal was scored, Hill turned around and ran to the frontcourt. He and Mo Mengchen had no communication, and their tacit understanding was so good that there was no need for communication.

Mo Mengchen quickly returned to the basket, picked up the ball, and did what he shouldn't have done—serve the ball.This is not an ordinary serve. Everyone was puzzled by the fact that Mo Mengchen ran to the basket to serve. Only George Lynch from North Carolina realized that something was wrong. He quickly chased Hill, hoping to prevent the worst. things happen.

"Oh my god, a long serve?"

Lynch couldn't catch Hill. His only chance was to prevent the ball from falling into Hill's hands.
Lynch roared and jumped up trying to send the racket flying.

Only an idiot would pass a long pass without calculating it.

Mo Mengchen didn't even bother to watch. Lynch's interception was doomed. He and the ball were only a few centimeters away. He failed to stop the ball, and the ball finally flew to its destination.

Tonight's game will be broadcast live across the United States, or the night of the championship flag raising and ring awarding night. The team's major shareholders, sponsors, friends of the boss, and most of the prominent people in Detroit have come to the scene. If this pass is messed up, Even if Devil Mountain can face Mo Mengchen's accusation with a thick skin, it will eventually have to apologize to the people of the United States.

Considering the irreversible consequences, Hill adopted the most conservative and safe dunk with both hands.

"A counterattack that took two seconds! The connection between Dor.Mo and Grant Hill from the backcourt to the frontcourt!"

2 is better than 2
Davidson stood up and punched: "Did you see it? These two guys are the essence of human performance!"

Poser, Little Dura and others beside him all smiled, much calmer than Davidson.

The voices at the scene were loud.

Keith Patrick, who was sitting in another seat, knew that he was right. The Pistons really had great potential. Their games were entertaining, and they would be competitive for championships in the next few years. Their popularity in the city would only increase. More and more prosperous, although his previous public speeches were biased towards the Red Wings, but he did not take sides, what he wanted was to please both sides, competition in the sports world was nothing to him, what he wanted was the support of voters.

As such, he doesn't mind looking happy and excited when the Pistons are doing well.

He needs this kind of lens to win the favor of Pistons fans. If there are Red Wings fans questioning his approach, he can also shirk it as being unable to help himself in the face of wonderful performances. This is human nature.

For the next year's general election, he must ensure nothing goes wrong.

To this end, the Patrick family became the Red Wings' game equipment sponsors. When the sponsorship was reached, they signed a contract with the Red Wings that was unprecedented at the time, which also made the Red Wings his unbreakable ally.

Now that the Pistons are about to sweep Detroit, he has no choice but to show his favor.

Therefore, when he saw such a wonderful cooperation between Mo Mengchen and Hill, even though he didn't understand it very well, he danced with excitement like a fan.

Iverson, who plays the 2nd position, looks decent, and his running position and offensive style are very similar to Jordan.

It's a pity that he is not as tall as Jordan, and his offensive threat is far less than that of the Flying Man.

Snow passed Robinson again.

Robinson's previous back hit gave others a lot of confidence. If he can continue to open up this point, others will play more easily.

Williams gritted his teeth, looking like a feral dog guarding food, and entangled with Robinson.

Robinson roared, turned over and hit a hook, which missed.

Wallace jams Ratliff.

Ratliff is too familiar with this style of game, he couldn't move because of Wallace's card, and the rebound was accepted by Hill.

Wallace got an indirect rebound, and Hill accepted the defensive rebound that no one cared about, and made a long pass to Mo Mengchen.

The pass was very good, two counterattacks, the two showed their long pass skills in all directions, Mo Mengchen jumped up to catch the ball, but did not take the ball.Mo Mengchen, who got the ball in the air, stepped forward to make the ball continue to fly forward.

Alan Houston got the ball, and without any defensive players around him, he went straight to the basket and scored.

4 is better than 2
"The whole fast break only took three seconds! Do the Pistons dare to time?"

"Yes, they are in a hurry!"

Vinier Johnson and Kenny Smith sang along in the commentary booth.

The 76ers finally gave up the style of attacking the inside, and Iverson will not always watch Snow hand the ball to the inside.

As soon as this round came, he waved his hand and asked for the ball.

Seeing Iverson take the ball from the outside, Ratliff pulled to the high post, and Robinson pulled to the three-point line, they didn't want to attack the rebound, relying on the threat of range, the basket was emptied.The Pistons' penalty area is undefended. In theory, Iverson can easily score as long as he breaks through Mo Mengchen.

Iverson took three tentative steps to the right with his right foot in a row. The action was very deceptive. Mo Mengchen's center of gravity was very stable and he was not fooled.

Iverson can only start the attack with his left hand. Just after taking a step, he suddenly brakes and changes hands under his crotch. He is dexterous and powerful. Lean back and shoot.

"Shh!"

4 is better than 4
Iverson stepped back arrogantly, the ball was too easy for him.

Mo Mengchen is also getting used to his offense. Such a small man can win the scoring champion many times, which really gives him one-on-one space. Maybe he can really score 50 points tonight.

In the frontcourt, Mo Mengchen wanted the ball to attack, and Wallace came up with a pick-and-roll.

From the very beginning, Snow knew he couldn't defend. Mo Mengchen's speed was so fast that he had no hope of Ratliff's help in defense.

Facing his former teammate, Ratliff relied on his understanding of Mo Mengchen two years ago to defend, but the latter made a breakthrough and couldn't catch up at all.

bang!

6 is better than 4
"Let's rock together!"

Iverson hit the head, his center of gravity was extremely low, and he dribbled back and forth under his crotch. This kind of multi-rhythm attack made Mo Mengchen at a loss.

This has nothing to do with speed, but speed is the least influential factor.

Although Iverson is short, he does not rely solely on speed to win.

His technique and rhythm are the killer features to help him win the scoring champion. Of course, the explosive power of the attack is also key.

Mo Mengchen uses speed to deal with small guards. The most important thing is to predict in advance. He can always predict the opponent's attack in place first, and then use his speed to keep up.

For Iverson, this approach did not work.

Iverson's fast-paced crotch change direction forced Mo Mengchen two steps back, and then started to the left, pulling out the shooting space and scoring a jumper.

It's that horizontal.

Iverson smiled and said, "Mo, are you sure you can guard me?"

"Shut up, shorty!"

Mo Mengchen turned around and made a direct personal attack.

"What did you say?" Iverson didn't expect this guy to be so careless.

Mo Mengchen continued to ask for the ball to attack, but Snow had already been ignored by him. What he had to consider now was how to defend Iverson.

Mo Mengchen stood in place, and suddenly, he stepped on a step like a dynamite explosion, and the gushing energy shocked everyone on the field.

"How could he have such explosive power?"

Hill stared and watched Mo Mengchen step past Snow, who was close to him, and rush into the penalty area. Ratliff didn't have time to help defend, and he scored a layup again.

8 is better than 6
"Short, why don't you come to defend me?" Mo Mengchen provoked Iverson from the air, "Why do you stop when you are defending? Don't you shorts only get tough when you are attacking?"

How can a bloody man like Iverson stand up to this kind of stimulation?

After the blood pressure rises, speaking no longer passes through the brain.

"Come on! Next round, you fucking wait for me!" Iverson roared.

The irritated Iverson affected his touch. In the next round, he continued to single-handedly hit Mo Mengchen, but because of his excessive anger and excessive shooting force, he directly hit the back of the basket.

Mo Mengchen picked up a long rebound and prepared to counterattack. Iverson got close, and a rough thug knocked out Mo Mengchen's basketball.

"Beep!"

Fouls are essential.

Iverson was booed all over the court for this rough thug.

"A bunch of softies, isn't that a foul?" Iverson shouted.

Seeing this scene, Alan Houston could finally say the line that he hadn't said for a long time: "AI, I advise you to be kind."

No one could remember who provoked Mo Mengchen the last time.

"Joke, do you think I will make friends with him?" Iverson yelled loudly, "If you have the guts, call back, if you don't have the guts, hold back!"

Mo Mengchen dismissed Houston.

He never needed anyone's help in this kind of thing.

Maybe other travelers would swallow their anger and respond with basketball when encountering such violence, but I am sorry, he not only responded with basketball, but also made Iverson feel more than three times the pain he felt.

No way, I have a bad temper, and my style of painting is so peculiar!
After making up his mind, Mo Mengchen raised his face, and on that handsome Asian face, there spread out a terrifying face ready to commit violence.

(End of this chapter)