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Chapter 133 Time seems to stop at that moment(1/3)

Two chapters in one

Ratliff is a mad dog in O'Neal's eyes.

Why did this mad dog suddenly lose control? He naturally remembered what Mo Mengchen said just now - "Remember what I said."

He easily associated Ratliff's foul to Mo Mengchen, which must have been instructed by this bastard.

Mo Mengchen was also a little unfair. He let Ratliff commit a foul, but he didn't let him kill O'Neal.

"Shake went to the free throw line."

"A foul of such a heavy foul was only given to one thug. The referee is too tolerant."

Thurin and Walton complained about the referee's standards, while O'Neal kept spitting trash talks about Momontex.

What "You damn Australian bed bug, I'm not finished with you!" What "Do you think this trick can stump me? I'm a Superman boy!" What "Only the sinister and despicable Australian sluts will use this kind of despicable means!"

Although Ratliff's heavy foul was not in Mo Mengchen's plan, such a heavy foul would definitely be more effective than an ordinary foul.

O'Neal's free throw percentage this season is only 48.7%, and with the help of this foul, his free throw percentage has a chance to drop below this number.

By the way, his shooting percentage is 57.3%.

Missed two free throws!

The scene was full of boos, and Momonchen took Ratliff's pass amid the boos and uploaded it to Houston in the frontcourt.

Houston dragged his injured foot and hit back.

"You can't even defend myself with one foot!" Houston yelled.

57 to 69

"I'm really surprised that you used this method to limit Shark. You are so scary!" Hardaway was upset about the shark, "Can you do anything to win?"

Mo Mengchen said impatiently: "Speak less nonsense, Zebei Rongzhi."

Zebei Rongzhi?

What is he talking about?

Hardaway expressed his doubts by changing directions like a blade to shred Mo Mengchen's defense, and his activation was fatal at this moment.

This is also the reason why Ratliff was replaced, his assisting ability is the strongest among the Pistons.

Under his interference, Hardaway swayed the basket on the basket with a tremendous amount of effort and slowly rolled out.

Thorpe slapped the ball out with great force.

Mo Mengchen took the rebound.

At this time, Toulin reported: "Dor.Mo just grabbed his tenth rebound tonight, and he achieved a triple-double!"

"This is his first triple-double in the playoffs."

A triple-double that cannot win is worthless, Mo Mengchen slapped the ball hard.

"I finally got the chance. You damn bastard, Shaq told me to educate you well!" Nick Anderson appeared in front.

You should know that Mo Mengchen's ball-control attribute point is full.

I don’t play those fancy jobs or do some ankle-ending movements to protect myself.

He spent a season making people in the league think that his left hand was a weakness, and he also spent a season making everyone think that he was a regular ball holder.

At this moment, it was so urgent that Mo Mengchen didn't care about his knees. He just wanted to rush to the frontcourt to make a counterattack.

“OH  NO!”

The fans at the scene called out.

So what happened on the scene?

Mo Mengchen and An Yansen met in close combat, but they didn't even have physical contact. At the moment of the confrontation, Mo Mengchen was shaped like a pendulum behind the ball. The pendulum changed direction behind an emergency stop. Anderson knelt on the ground and he continued to move forward.

Collins opened his mouth and Hill stared, Houston was incredible, everyone was stunned.

Mo Mengchen scored a dunk!

59 to 69

"The Magic requested a pause!"

"They were chased continuously, and now they are only 10 points away."

"Dor.Mo, he stood up at a critical moment. This Australian is a natural killer!"

When Mo Mengchen ended, Hill asked, "Are you crazy? Do you know that the pendulum changes direction..."

"I know the knee loss," Momonchen said, "Just we all know that Burger King is not healthy, but if you like it very much, it doesn't matter if I eat it occasionally. If my luck is really bad, because the change of direction just now caused the injury, I accept my fate."

"I didn't care about these things at that time," Mo Mengchen said.

Hill looked at him and said nothing.

Isn’t this what he has always wanted Mo Mengchen to show?

Aggressive.

Now he knew that this guy was not unaggressive, he just deliberately suppressed his aggressiveness because of injuries, because the game was not yet at the end of the game, because the team was still alive, because they had never encountered a crisis like tonight before.

At such a moment, he can no longer win the game by tactics and command.

Collins first looked at Thorpe's fouls, 4 times.

Ratliff's fouls count was 5 times.

"Otis, you and Theo are in a position."

Collins shouted: "Once Shaq gets the ball, he will foul him directly, don't worry!"

"Theo, I need you to stay on the court. Your assisted defense is very important to us!" Collins had no time to sigh at Mo Mengchen's decision. Now he can only use the method Mo Mengchen thought of to deal with O'Neal and constantly adjust.

Ratliff must not leave the field, and his ability to protect the basket is irreplaceable to the current pistons.

With him there, the Piston will have the chance to strangle the magic inside and outside double stars at the same time.

O'Neal got the ball and greeted him for a foul;

Hardaway Breakthrough, Ratliff Hotpot is served.

This is the piston's method and the last resort.

Pause ends

Mo Mengchen was extremely focused. He saw the magic's placement map, and the previous games appeared in his mind - they had played this tactic, at the bottom corner.

Momonchen walked to Houston and whispered and counted.

Houston nodded.

The magic was so powerful that O'Neal and Grant all came to the high post to cover, and Hardaway ran desperately, as if he was really preparing to take the ball to attack.

Since they performed so seriously, Mo Mengchen naturally had to accompany him to have a show seriously.

Hardaway distracted everyone and finally got the ball. Denis Scott, who was ambushed in the bottom corner, took the opportunity to expand outward.

It was for this moment that the Magic knew that he was injured and the success of the tactics would make them relax their vigilance. If the opponent was still Houston who was already injured, Scott's vigilance would disappear without any left. Therefore, when Hardaway passed the ball, he did not expect that Houston would suddenly get stuck in the pass position and intercept his pass.

"What's going on?"

This mistake means that the Magic's timeout is in vain, and now they still have to go back to defend.

Houston passed the ball to Hill running at full speed.

Devil Mountain single fast attack.

“BOOM!”

61 to 69

"Note that Orlando hasn't scored for nearly four minutes."

"There are 5 minutes left in the game, and they only have an advantage of 8 points."

Hardaway lost his smile on his face, and their opponents caught up, and it was not the time to smile.

Mo Mengchen was happy to see his opponent frown, but the former was easier to deal with.

If he wants to choose, he will choose the hippie Hardaway.

"We underestimate you." Hardaway said seriously.

Mo Mengchen asked: "Then are you ready to be the first team member in history to win 60 wins but fail in the first round?"

"The first round failed?"

Hardaway sneered, waiting for the attack time to enter the last six seconds, and he destroyed Mo Mengchen's defense like he was stepping on the Hot Wheels.

What made Mo Mengchen most helpless was that he knew how Hardaway would break through, but he couldn't keep up no matter what.

Hardawei was afraid of Ratliff's assisted defense, and immediately stopped halfway and jumped into the mid-range shot.

It felt bad to take action, and he shouted a rebound.
To be continued...
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