You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 80 You Return My Innocence!
"You bloody Aussie, I" Payton braced himself to his feet.

"You can still stand up, not bad." Mo Mengchen came to his side with a smile, "I'm very happy that you can stand up, and I'm even more happy that this game has only passed 3 minutes, let's play slowly."

Peyton lost control of Mo Mengchen, he didn't know what happened.

It had been going well before, his trash talk aimed at Mo Mengchen's scar, and then he destroyed Mo Mengchen's fighting spirit through the suppressed performance of the scene. Most rookies couldn't survive him.

But all of a sudden he hit back.

This feeling was as if he was stabbing someone with a fruit knife, half of the knife fell off, and the half-dead man who was supposed to be chopped suddenly picked up the knife on the ground and stabbed him with his backhand.

Peyton would never accept the shame of being pecked by an eagle after playing for a lifetime.

"We're never done, rookie!" Peyton said grimly.

Peyton kept yelling and cursing, trying to give Mo Mengchen some color. The smell of gunpowder between the two of them had already attracted the attention of the audience, and the attention of the three referees on the scene was all on them.

"Gary, you better keep your mouth clean!" Houston yelled.

"It's not that there are no old people in Detroit. If you want to play, we will accompany you!" Mark West shouted from the field.

Mo Mengchen played a key role in Payton's counterattack. He is the backbone of the team. If he is crushed by Payton, the blow to others will be devastating.

Now he stood up against Peyton and gave Peyton a fierce counterattack in front of all of them. This was enough, and they would never let Mo Mengchen fight alone.

"Go to hell, Gary Payton!"

The fans who came to Auburn Hills booed one after another and started a new round of attacks on Payton.

"Aside from dirty words, do you have other things in your pig's mind?" Mo Mengchen kept posting.

The oppressive defense wasn't his thing, but he didn't mind letting Payton's ire escalate further.

"FXXX!"

Payton was about to attack, Kemp turned around, stuck Thorpe's body and raised his hand for the ball.

"You're fucking lucky!" Payton said, passing the ball.

In order to give Camp a comfortable space, Peyton moved away from the position. This is not over yet. He remembered the touch Mo Mengchen gave him, and he always wanted to return it.

If you deliberately try to do something bad, you can succeed, provided that the other party cannot detect it.

Payton's shady trick failed, but Kemp's turnaround jumper succeeded.

8 is better than 2
The Sonics still hold the initiative.

"What do I need to do?" Hill asked.

Mo Mengchen said: "Keep your eyes open and see where I am."

"no problem!"

Payton's trash talk made Hill equally indignant-this is the reaction brought about by Payton's high-pressure defense. His intensity is very high, and the trash talk has no bottom line. This method can easily defeat the opponent, but, Once the opponent came back to his senses, what he did would also anger the opponent.

"As much benefit as he can bring, as much harm as he can bring."

This sentence couldn't be more apt to describe him.

"Don't even dare to touch the ball? You useless Aussie!" Peyton said.

"Hold the ball, I can't hurt you, I have to hurt you first, understand?"

After Mo Mengchen said this in a jealous tone, he suddenly laughed, causing Peyton's back to shiver. He thought that Thorpe would come to pick and roll again.

He is overthinking!

Thorpe's pick-and-roll didn't come, Mo Mengchen got rid of it in place, and Payton entangled him. This is what he wanted. Payton's body blocked the linesman's line of sight. Let it go, otherwise they would not be able to see how Mo Mengchen hurt Peyton.

Their bodies are as close as a couple on the bed, and Mo Mengchen's left hand is constantly swaying in motion. It is only natural to bump into such a movement, right?

Thinking so, Mo Mengchen pressed his elbow against Peyton's armpit and pushed hard.

"FXXX!"

Peyton cried out in pain, fell directly on the spot and twitched, that position was too sensitive, after being hit, he lost the ability to play for a few seconds, and these few seconds were enough for Mo Mengchen to catch the ball from the outside Make a three-pointer.

"Shh!"

5 is better than 9
Peyton could feel the spasm in the armpit that was hit. He stared at Mo Mengchen full of resentment, and the other party was also looking at him.

Compared to his bitterness, Mo Mengchen looked into his eyes as if he was looking at a corpse waiting to be used by medical students to practice body dissection.

"Stand up, don't fall down here."

Those who didn't know thought that Mo Mengchen had good intentions, and he extended his hand to Peyton.

How could Peyton accept his kindness?Maybe it's some kind of conspiracy, he spit out a dirty word, got up from the ground by himself: "I'm going to fuck you to the end today!"

"Who played with you?" Mo Mengchen paused, with murderous look in his eyes, "I said, I want you to die."

Whether it's teammates on the court, teammates off the court, or the coaching staff who watched Mo Mengchen enter the league, although they haven't known each other for a long time, they all have a deep understanding of Mo Mengchen's temperament.

He committed cruelty in the name of a doctor.

The image of a good doctor they imagined does not apply to him at all. This is a villain who likes to use violence to control violence.

"This guy is the nemesis of everything." Michael Curry said with emotion.

"I remember he said that apart from killers, doctors are the best at killing people in the world. He is also a surgeon, proficient in the structure of the human body. He can find the right position and kill with one blow." Speaking of this, Dumas Swallowing his saliva, "Will that idiot Peyton end up alive tonight?"

The big screen at the scene replayed the process of Payton being brought down.

The zoomed-in screen allows fans to see the movement of the elbow clearly, coupled with the slow playback, everyone at the scene saw Mo Mengchen's sinful elbow.

This method is not straightforward, but this city has dominated the league in this frightening way for two years. The fans are used to such tricks, and Mo Mengchen was forced to fight back.

"That's how you beat that moth-mouthed bastard!"

The fans shouted and shouted.

Sikoma began to be objective: "This kind of violence should not appear on the field. I hope that both sides will exercise restraint."

His partner was about to burst out laughing, how arrogant Payton was just now, how dirty he was, now that he kicked the iron board, do you know he is scared?

"Guess where your next hit will be?"

Payton was in possession of the ball, and Mo Mengchen suddenly issued his attack notice.

Gloves has played in the NBA for five years, but I have never seen a player who told his opponent what he was going to do like Mo Mengchen.

And he really could do it, and he pulled the tricks more horribly than anyone he'd ever seen.

Fear turned into anger, Peyton roared: "You dirty devil dare to call yourself a doctor!"

"Yeah, I happen to be the best doctor in the world." Mo Mengchen smiled shadyly, and suddenly (ju) stepped forward to force Peyton to stop the ball.

As soon as Payton stopped the ball, the Supersonics' position became chaotic.

Kemp slipped to the halfway line, demanded the ball from Payton, and was the backbone of the team when his partner was in trouble.

Yuren holds the ball in his hand, and his athletic ability is about to be unleashed. The veteran Thorpe chooses his position in advance. His offense has just started. The former makes a gesture.

"Is this a foul?" Kemp yelled.

The referee clenched the whistle in his mouth. If Kemp didn't know how to play, he wouldn't mind blowing a T to teach him how to respect authority.

Mo Mengchen still didn't have the ball in his hand.

He remembered Mo Mengchen's words—"I can't hurt you with the ball, I have to hurt you first, you know?"—Thinking of this, he felt that no part of his body was safe, and the other party might hurt him at any time. Start with him.

The other party is a doctor, so he must know better than him where the danger is. If the other party is bent on attacking him, how can he avoid it?
Sinister Australian bastard, damned bastard!
"Grant, please wait and stand like this."

Hill complied, unaware that he was part of a sinister plan.

Houston took the ball from the bullhorn on the right, and Mo Mengchen started to run. Peyton had lingering fears, but he never retreated. He knew very well that what Mo Mengchen did to him was just to arouse his fear. If he was really scared, he would go up Be fooled by the other party.

He cannot retreat, he must follow.

Mo Mengchen ran at full speed, and Peyton also followed at full speed. Neither of them arrived. The elegant and easy-going Hill inserted a kick in their running route at this moment. Mo Mengchen knew that this kick would kill him, so he would dodge it. Peyton didn't know, there were so many people, his mind was in a mess, how could he have time to observe Hill's feet?

Who would have thought that Duke's top student would actually help Mo Mengchen trip someone up?
Mo Mengchen ran past Hill as if fleeing, and his arrival surprised Hill.

"I won't trip him, will I?" Hill thought, Mo Mengchen had already run in front of him, and then Peyton, who was following him, had no idea that there was a foot blocking the road, and he bumped into it , Then, fell sideways to the ground heavily.

Mo Mengchen ran another open space, caught the ball and shot a three-pointer.

"Shh!"

Hill looked at his sinful feet in amazement: "What did I do?"

"You tripped him up for justice."

Mo Mengchen pulled him away, "Good job!"

Hill was furious: "You actually use me to do this kind of thing?"

"Who would have thought that a gentleman like Grant Hill would trip someone up? It's really a declining world, and people's hearts are not old." Mo Mengchen joked, making Hill scream and jump in anger.

The game stopped.

Payton's position left a pool of blood and a blood-stained front tooth.

He broke a front tooth!
After the on-site video playback, the referee decided that Hill was maliciously stretching his foot, so an additional first-level malicious foul was added, and Mo Mengchen's three-pointer was invalid.

Poor Hill I's innocence was ruined tonight.

The staff of Auburn Hills were dealing with the blood on the ground, and the supersonic team doctor was also treating his wound, and there was a lot of discussion on the scene.

"I never thought that Grant would do such a thing!"

"I always thought he was a nice guy."

"People's hearts are unpredictable!"

"The top students from Duke are finally like the people in our Motor City!"

The corner of Hill's mouth twitched, his scalp was numb, he turned around and grabbed Mo Mengchen's clothes and shouted, "Return my innocence!"

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