You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 64

The impact of Houston's defense of Mark Jackson on the game is that the Pacers' position Mo Mengchen's offensive and defensive consumption tactics went bankrupt.

Jackson could have raised his fat ass and ravaged Houston to death. The latter would be as irresistible as Mo Mengchen, but he didn't need to resist either.

Back-ups consume a lot of energy. It is impossible for him to play like this every round. Even if he sticks to this style of play, his stamina will drop, and if there is a problem with his stamina, his offensive efficiency will not be as high as it was at the beginning. Therefore, every round Every time you hit back, you must calculate the scale.

If he couldn't hit Mo Mengchen, Jackson's back hit wouldn't have to be so reckless.

As for Mo Mengchen, Miller is obviously a tougher opponent than Jackson, but he doesn't have the huge butt of the latter.

Miller is good at shooting and likes to run without the ball. If he keeps running, it will also bring great consumption to Mo Mengchen.

However, since it is a running position, there must be traces to follow.

It is impossible for him to draw a route for himself in order to get rid of his position. Not to mention whether he can do it or not, Brown will not allow this kind of thing to happen.

Tactics are holistic, and when one makes a mistake, everyone makes a mistake.

Miller successfully ran a tactic in front of Mo Mengchen, because no matter how he ran, the latter was always with him, like a rubber band, and he couldn't get rid of it. His defense was not too strong, but he couldn't get rid of it. .

Miller has considerable confidence in his running position. Every commentator, expert, and opponent who introduces him will praise his running position, but now he can't get rid of Mo Mengchen.

"What the hell did your mother do?" Miller yelled angrily.

Mo Mengchen pressed close to him: "Your running is like a child playing house, who can you get rid of?"

"Fuck you!" Miller raised an elbow, and Mo Mengchen fell back.

"Beep!"

It was too obvious, there was no dead corner, and no one blocked it. The elbow happened almost in front of the referee, and they immediately gave Miller a flagrant foul.

Mo Mengchen raised his head, looked at Miller's face that smelled worse than shit, and said mockingly: "When you have nothing to do, violence is the only way for a fool like you to vent, I understand, but it doesn't mean I won't fight back."

"What did you say?"

The referee has called a flagrant foul, what else does he want?
That's a fucking double throw, and he'd like to be the one being attacked if he could.

Miller, like most players, will hurt his opponent because of his emotions, but he will regret it afterwards, and he has now paid the price for that irrational behavior. He thought that the opponent should be satisfied, but obviously, the opponent did not Going to expose this.

Miller didn't know what kind of narrow-minded person he had provoked, and he didn't think the other party could do anything to him.

Mo Mengchen got up and stood on the free throw line.

Made two free throws.

Mo Mengchen first found a few camera positions at the scene, he didn't want to be photographed committing the crime, and then paid attention to the referee's position.

With these threats in mind, it's much easier to do small tricks.

In fact, it is not difficult to hurt others, especially as he used to be a doctor, he has a way to KO Miller on the spot, making him unable to play without causing bad effects.

He won't do it because it's not interesting.

"Otis!"

Thorpe's old face collapsed, he was too familiar with that position, and also knew Mo Mengchen's intention of calling him that.

He has the best pick-and-roll on the Pistons floor, the largest coverage area and the widest frame, which can block the referee's vision for him, so that they can't see what's going on here.

"Stupid waste, I want to see how you treat me. Aww~~!"

Miller yelled, Mo Mengchen moved suddenly, slammed his elbow hard on his cheek, the instinct of his body made him turn, just hit Thorpe's body.

He had no strength to resist when he was hit in the face. Thorpe's pick-and-roll gave him the final blow, and Miller fell to the ground, his eyes blurred.

From the referee's point of view, Thorpe made a high-quality pick-and-roll, and they didn't see Mo Mengchen's elbow.

"asshole!"

They didn't see it, but the nearby fans did.

The sound of the scene was like the waves exhaled by the vast ocean, almost engulfing the arena, but Mo Mengchen cut straight into the paint after getting rid of Miller, caught the ball with his left hand and scored a layup.

This goal gave the Pistons a 6-point lead.

Larry Brown called a timeout with a livid face. He wanted to know why Miller was lying on the ground and "playing dead."

This is really a misunderstanding of Miller. His consciousness was blurred for more than ten seconds. Finally, Jackson patted his face before regaining consciousness.

"That bastard!"

"That insidious Australian guy, I'm going to kill him!"

"I want to let the fucking X know who is in charge here!"

Miller was furious.

"What happened?" Collins couldn't figure out the situation.

Everyone looked at Mo Mengchen and Thorpe in unison.

Mo Mengchen drank Gatorade and said, "I'm just fighting back against the evil forces."

Thorpe's expression was bewildered, and he doubted his life. He entered the league in 84. As a representative of blue-collar players, he never embarrassed the 84 diamond generation.
"Mo, you're over it," said Thorpe.

Mo Mengchen said: "I just fight back."

"He has eaten a criminal."

Thorpe believes that Miller has already paid the price, and Mo Mengchen's counterattack will only lead to more fierce revenge.

Mo Mengchen said lightly: "I don't like others to help me get justice the most. The referee gave him a criminal because of the rules, not to help me. I just did what I should do. If he doesn't stop , let’s see who gets carried down first.”

Thorpe's heart trembled. Did the young man know what a terrible thing he was talking about?

"Mo, we need you." Collins worried that Mo Mengchen would be sent off.

"Smart people have smart ways, don't compare me with that crazy monkey."

After saying that, Mo Mengchen glanced disdainfully at Miller in the distance, who was also staring at him.

What Mo Mengchen did caused his teammates to ask a question many times: Is this guy really a doctor?
It is said that doctors have a benevolent heart, but this guy is just the opposite.

Poisonous tongue, cruelty, meanness, viciousness, and vengeance will be vengeful.

Do any doctors actively hurt others on the field?Even if he fights back?Couldn't he incarnate justice like other doctors and repay evil with virtue?

"Mo, come down and rest for a while."

Collins didn't want the situation to escalate. Replacing Mo Mengchen was the only way to do it. The time for the replacement has not yet come. "

Mo Mengchen said.

"No, I can't let you fight Reggie Miller, you come down and rest." Collins gave clear and clear instructions.

"Coach, when did you become a firefighter?"

Mo Mengchen said mockingly, took the towel from Luo Er, went to the court and sat down.

If you provoke him, even the coach will not let it go.
Hill and Houston were dumbfounded, who is Collins?The person who brought Jordan was also the No. 1973 pick in the player era-didn't expect it?Doug Collins was the No. [-] pick in [-]—a downright successful guy with a solid resume.

"Is there anything in this world that scares him?" Hill asked.

"Probably not, this is a lunatic!" Houston said.

Dumars substituted: "I didn't expect to play early for this reason. Alan, switch back, I can't guard Reggie Miller."

"Understood." Houston nodded.

Collins was standing on the sidelines. At this time, his heart was not on the game.

Mo Mengchen gave an unusually familiar feeling.

Jordan?kind of.

But it's not exactly similar, he has Jordan's meanness, but he doesn't oppress the people around him as crazy as the latter.

He's tough, uncharacteristically strong, he's not even a top-four player on the team, but he just commands people and he's always right.

He is only in the first grade, and he dared to contradict me after only a few starts
Thinking of this, Collins was a little worried.

If he continues to improve, his influence and prestige will inevitably increase. Coupled with his personal effect, how will the Pistons still have his voice?
"Mo, you should apologize to Doug." Joe Lynch came to Mo Mengchen and said.

Mo Mengchen asked, "What did I do wrong?"

"What you did just now hurt his dignity," Lynch said.

Mo Mengchen said: "His adjustments hurt the morale of the team." "No, he just doesn't want you to face Reggie Miller who is full of firepower." Lynch said.

"Don't you think I'm afraid? I have nothing to fear, see"

At this time, Miller ran an open space and scored a three-pointer.

After the ball was scored, Miller ran over and yelled at the Pistons' bench, "Get that Aussie off!"

"No matter what Doug's intentions, this adjustment is stupid, I shouldn't be off at this time, because the crazy monkey is pissed off by me, he needs catharsis, Alan Houston is not ready, he doesn't know What are you facing?"

"I'm sitting here without saying a word and watching Reggie Miller kick our ass out of respect for the manager, Joe, what do you think I have to do to show my respect?"

Lynch didn't say a word, Mo Mengchen was too strong.

Doug, do you regret it?
This is your hand-picked player who defies authority and is arrogant.

Lynch smiled wryly and walked away. He didn't need to get involved in this matter. He was just the chief assistant coach, and he was already the chief assistant coach of the Pistons' three-time head coach.

If there is not a particularly good opportunity, he may not even have a chance to be in the top position.

It's just that he has never seen such a player.

No, he's not a player, but a player-coach.

Miller ran away and Schmitz crisscrossed the penalty area. This is what happened within 5 minutes of Mo Mengchen's departure.

Originally they had a 6-point advantage, but after the first quarter, this number became 0, and they were 4 points behind the Pacers.

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