You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 641 I Will Kill Whoever Wakes Me Up
"You played very hard tonight, why?"

At the end of halftime, Mo Mengchen led the Pistons to catch up to 1 point.

Moreover, Mo Mengchen played the entire second quarter.

He was in such a good state that he missed every shot in the second quarter, scored 19 points in a row, and even Penny couldn't hold him down.

After playing a full quarter with all his strength, he was also sweating and looked tired.

"Win is such a simple question, why ask why?"

Mo Mengchen asked Hill back.

Hill was on crutches. Although Mo Mengchen suggested that he use a wheelchair, and Hill accepted this suggestion in private, he resolutely refused to use a wheelchair in public because it would damage his dignity.

Although Mo Mengchen thought about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out how majestic this guy was.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple?" Hill asked with a smile, "Want to win? Don't you always pay attention to the outcome of the regular season?"

"Tonight is different."

We are short of major generals, but they are strong and in good condition.

"Where is the difference? Isn't it just showing weakness to the enemy after losing tonight? Isn't this your favorite trick?"

I was speechless.

Mo Mengchen held back for a long time and said, "In my opinion, there is no need to show weakness to New York."

Hill was puzzled: "Why?"

"This is the third time we have played against each other in the regular season. So far, I don't know what weaknesses they obviously have." Mo Mengchen said, "Since Pat Riley entered New York in 91, he has been trying to build them. A second legion of bad boys."

"It's a pity that they met the best player in history."

"Michael never shared that compliment."

Be polite and don't interrupt.

Mo Mengchen looked at Hill with dissatisfaction, and continued: "Every time the Bulls play against the Knicks, which one is not a real fight, muscle against muscle? The trick is in front of such an opponent."

Mo Mengchen smiled wryly: "A little pale."

"so?"

Duke's high-achieving students really have the spirit of inquiry. Mo Mengchen is very strange. He has already talked about this, so why does he still not understand?
"Show off their muscles and let them know who is the leader in the Eastern Conference. Even if we are short of major generals and two All-Stars, we can still beat them. This is what I want to do tonight." Mo Mengchen's voice sank , "I will definitely do it!"

Hill looked at him for a long while without speaking, and suddenly said, "Cool, Dad!"

In the second half, Pippen returned to the court, and the Knicks increased their possession points from one to two, and the initiative returned to their hands.

Without Pippen, Davis could turn over the water. When Pippen came, he stared at him again.

The Pistons also had an advantage in the third quarter.

The points that Mo Mengchen tried desperately to get back were stretched to 7 points again.

But the game hadn't come to a close yet. In the second half of the third quarter, Mo Mengchen called the scalpel tactics continuously, and Alan Houston fulfilled his mission and hit all the chance shots.

The point difference returned to 1 points again.

The form is staggered. Although the Knicks are more athletic, the Pistons score very fast. As long as they can't score for a few rounds, the Pistons' counterattack can cost them within four seconds.

Take the lead, extend the lead, get close, then pull away again.

This is the rhythm of the third quarter.

At the end of the third quarter, the two sides have played all their cards.

71 is better than 66
The Knicks led by 5 points and the game entered the fourth quarter.

Mo Mengchen not only played the second quarter, but also the third quarter.

Before the start of the fourth quarter, Westphal asked if he needed to rest.

"My physical fitness is fine." Mo Mengchen said calmly.

It's not like someone who played two quarters at all. You know, he not only shoulders the heavy responsibility of offense, but also directly faces Hardaway on the defensive end.

The pressure on both ends of the offense and defense is the greatest in the team.

"Don't force it," says physical trainer Anne Sorvino.

"Barely?" Mo Mengchen smiled faintly, "Not at all."

Only a fool would force himself to do the impossible.

Mo Mengchen's physical attributes are 98 points, and he is only 27 years old, and all the functions of his body are at their peak, even if they play the whole game, they will not be physically exhausted.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Westphal no longer insisted. Seeing that Mo Mengchen played the second and third quarters and still did not rest in the fourth quarter, this also inspired his teammates.

The direction of the heart is quietly working.

The Knicks, who won the opening jump ball, had the right to first attack in the final quarter.

Fighting against Hardaway, the final result is at most a loss for both sides, which is not worthwhile.

Mo Mengchen thought, they must reduce the Knicks' offensive success rate, and in order to achieve this goal, his defense is crucial.

Hardaway hopes to follow his most comfortable offensive rhythm. He first dribbles with his left hand and tries to break through.

It was foreseeable that Mo Mengchen made up for it in time, and after that, he casually changed direction from behind, switched to his right hand to break through, stepped forward quickly, and knocked Mo Mengchen away with his body.

He had accumulated strength for this collision, but Mo Mengchen just backed away a little, and immediately posted it without giving him a chance to strike.

Hardaway fell into an embarrassing situation. In desperation, he moved his pivot foot and made a right turn jumper.

"Beep!"

The referee's hands turned like wheels on his chest, clearly telling Hardaway why he was blown.

Hardaway had nothing to say, Mo Mengchen dribbled forward, and the pressure from the Knicks was far stronger than that of the Pistons.

Pippen blocked the perimeter and was ready to fill in at any time. This was what he did most often in the Bulls. It's just that the Bulls didn't have the suffocating rim protectors like Mutombo and Camby.

However, the Pistons do not have Jordan's suffocating high-pressure single defender.

Mo Mengchen broke through Hardaway's pass to Lewis in the corner.

Lewis missed a three-pointer, which was the beginning of the 3-minute high-pressure offense and defense.

Within 3 minutes, no one scored points.

Hardaway missed a long shot from the outside, and Mutombo grabbed an offensive rebound and didn't make up for it; the Pistons' offense was destroyed by Pippen, and the tactics ended without a problem.

The Knicks attacked again, this time Hardaway started from the inside.

A stiff inside turn from Mutombo nearly netted him a shot, and Wallace angrily slapped him to the free throw line.

Missed two free throws, and Mo Mengchen, who was about to counterattack, was fouled by Penny.

These 3 minutes are a disaster for laymen, because they can only see the rookies of the two teams constantly hitting the iron, being fouled, the referee blowing the whistle, re-serving the ball, and not even scoring the simplest free throws. Shit!
In the first 3 minutes of the fourth quarter, the scorer did not move.

The two sides have struck iron one after another.

In the 4th minute into the fourth quarter, Hardaway made another three-pointer from a long distance and hit the iron. This time he didn't even have a rebound, and the basketball flew out of bounds.

Who else hasn't made a move?
When receiving the serve, Mo Mengchen thought of this question.

Wallace and Ricky Davis.

In the fourth quarter, only the two of them hadn't made a shot yet. Mo Mengchen, Houston and Lewis had already hit a lot of iron in the past 3 minutes.

It is not good for them to continue this stalemate.

The Knicks are not in a hurry because they are leading.

Someone has to break the scoring drought.

When Mo Mengchen dribbled the ball across the half court, he glanced at Davis and then at Wallace.

It stands to reason that it is easier to play the ball for Wallace. Although he is facing a no-fly zone, he is infinitely close to the basket. The closer to the basket, the higher the success rate.

However, there was a strong feeling in Mo Mengchen's heart that drove him to make the opposite decision.

To bite, bite a hard bone.

The importance of Pippen's defense to the Knicks' perimeter is self-evident. It is he who protects Penny and Steve Smith. It is his presence that makes these two defenses not look so bad.

If he breaks through from this point, the Knicks' defense will have big problems.

So, is Ricky Davis reliable?

Mo Mengchen took the ball at a 45-degree angle on the right wing. He knew that this position was Davis' point, and his three-point shooting percentage in this position was 44%.

Then, Mo Mengchen raised a finger.

Davis opened his eyes wide, there was nothing wrong with that, Dad was calling him.

Turmoil began to appear in the position, and the pistons were all dispatched as if they were executing the last attack.

Davis and Pippen stayed in the left corner, seemingly jumping out of the tactics.

In Pippen's view, this is very reasonable. Using an elite blocker like Davis to get stuck in the left corner and not participating in the team's collective defense is a sure-fire deal no matter how you look at it.

However, Mo Mengchen suddenly dribbled the ball towards the top of the arc, and at this moment, Davis moved.

He struck first, and Pippen hadn't expected it at all, and he was two lengths behind in a blink of an eye.

"Want a pick-and-roll? You're dreaming!"

Pippen also made a mistake in his judgment, and Hardaway also thought that Davis was here for the pick-and-roll.As a result, instead of stopping beside Mo Mengchen, Davis ran past him.

"what happened?"

Hardaway's eyes widened.

Mo Mengchen grabbed the ball with his left hand and threw the basketball at a 45-degree angle to the right.

Then, he stood upright and blocked Pippen who was chasing him.

The two fell to the ground together.

At a 45-degree angle on the right, Ricky Davis has the ball. He holds the ball firmly with both hands and jumps up to shoot.

"Shh!"

69 is better than 71
"Fu! c...k!" Pippen slapped the floor angrily.

Davis ran over and pulled Mo Mengchen up.

"It actually went in," Mo Mengchen patted Davis on the back, "Good shot."

Davis ran back as if in a dream.

Dad praised me?
God, if this is a dream, please don't wake me up!
I'll kill anyone who wakes me up!

Mo Mengchen didn't know that his casual encouragement would have such an effect, but that casual encouragement did bring a positive response.

Davis' fear was not Pippen, but letting Dor.Mo down.

He is not afraid of anyone but Dor.Mo.

Therefore, when he tried his best to confront Pipen and made Pipen extremely difficult due to his youthful advantage, Hardaway lost the biggest assisting arm on the field.

He shot again, another three-pointer.

He forgot that it was the Pistons, not the Knicks, who broke the scoring drought.

"boom!"

A piece of fine iron flew out of the basket. Mo Mengchen judged the ball's landing point, jumped up and grabbed the defensive rebound, and threw the ball in the air before it hit the ground.

"Ricky Davis went on a fast break right after Penny shot!"

"Oh my god! Look at this pass!"

Less than two seconds after Penny missed the shot, Davis caught the ball in the frontcourt and presented a windmill dunk.

71 is better than 71
The Pistons tied the score!
(End of this chapter)