The Hawks are stronger than last season, adding to the powerful players like Tyron Corbin, plus Dickenbe Mutombo, who can almost limit all contemporary insiders except O'Neal.

The arrival of African mountains has made the Eagle's penalty area more stable than before, and looks as hard and deep as a city wall.

Tonight, the Pistons let Ratliff and Thorpe partnered with the inside.

Standing in front of the African mountains, Ratliff looked a size smaller than the other party.

"Bang!"

No surprise, Mutombo won the opening ball for the Hawks.

Anyway, the Pistons almost forgot how to play the game after getting the ball to start, so it's no big deal.

"Tonight, I will let you die clearly."

Brelock dribbles from the outside, and his teammates consciously helped him to open the space. Mo Mengchen's defense is known to be bad. Seeing such a good one-on-one opportunity, the Eagles fans at the scene were like seeing the Chinese fans who were asking for the ball in the low post in the inside and shouting as if they were poked to the G-spot: "Fight! Fight! Fight!" (You will know what I am talking about after seeing the CBA)

There is no way, Mo Mengchen's defense is too bad.

Brelock changed direction and dribbled very quickly. Mo Mengchen's defense collapsed and collapsed in an instant. Because the space was completely opened, there was no assist in the inside, and the attack was unimpeded.

2 to 0

"See it? That's what will happen to you countless times tonight." Brelock said coldly.

Lorenta looked very seriously. Poser knew a little about basketball and knew how bad Mo Mengchen's defense was just now. She was worried that her daughter would have a bad impression of Mo Mengchen because of this.

Mo Mengchen's defense can be regarded as "reputable". If he is an NBA fan, but he doesn't know that Mo Mengchen's defense is bad, he must be a pseudo-fan.

Most fans also expressed their understanding of his defense being so bad.

Considering his injury history, he can still play in the NBA and perform so well, this is a very magical thing. What else can he expect to do?

"Boy, you can't be embarrassed in front of beautiful women!" Barkley yelled.

"What kind of beauty, I heard that woman is quite good." Ma Hong was worried that Barkley's mouth would cause trouble.

So the fat man and the stinky hooligan discussed what kind of character Shannon Poser was off the scene.

Once on the court, Mo Mengchen will gradually forget what is outside the court and will also throw the promise of the little girl to break the score record. For him, there is only one thing that is important, that is, win.

"You don't want to be embarrassed in front of women, do you? Who is that uncultured little girl?"

Brelock took the initiative to mention this.

"Although I am not a close friend or a good friend, I still want to advise you to be careful when speaking."

When Mo Mengchen heard Brelock's comment on Lorenta, he felt unhappy and did not show his face. He remembered that Corenna International was the sponsor of the Hawks and Poser was also the major shareholder of Corenna International, which is why she appeared on the scene.

It is not possible to be able to bookmark that row of seats in the VIP area just by having money.

"Hmph, you should care about yourself!"

Brelock shouted softly and was about to steal, Mo Mengchen shook his backhand and the ball entered quickly, and at the same time he also avoided the hand of the severing ball.

Brelock, who failed to intercept the ball, also gave up a huge breakthrough space. Mo Mengchen could not miss this opportunity. The dribble started and accelerated and galloped. He could feel his teammates moving, especially Hill.

He should have gone around.

Hill's counterpart, Momonchen, found the thrown away Tyrone Corbin, and Joe Smith who was entangled by Houston, which means that our mother is now in an open seat.

"Bang!"

Mo Mengchen didn't look at people and attacked the ground. Brelock missed again. He should have gone to make up for the defense of Hill, but he pursued Mo Mengchen without any brains because of his own anger.

From outside the three-point line, Hill took the ball and shot.

"Swish!"

Hill yelled: "My three-pointer is also very accurate!"

3 to 2

"Lorenta, do you understand? That's what I said. Doctor Mo's value cannot be just his score." Boss kept telling his daughter the ball.

For a girl who just turned 10, scoring is the whole story of basketball.

"It would be great if Dr. Mo could shoot too," Lorenta said regretfully.

Seeing this, Pose didn't know how to let his daughter understand the value of Mo Mengchen.

"You are still the same, you only know how to pass the ball. You can't capture the hearts of women like this." Brelock sneered.

Why do these people think what does it have to do with Boser?

Mo Mengchen didn't understand. Strictly speaking, he and Poser could only be regarded as knowing each other, and Lorenta was not even his patients.

Brelock still wanted to fight, but this time, he failed to succeed.

Mo Mengchen judged his breakthrough and moved sideways in advance. If it weren't for him stopping his horse and taking another step forward, Mo Mengchen decided to make a fake fall and cause him to make an offensive foul.

"Damn it!"

The offense was not good, and Brelock raised the ball and passed it into the inside.

Kristen Letterner played with the ball. This white player who beat the Sharks and was selected for the Dream Team once dominated the college basketball world with Hill. Now he turned his back to Thorpe but could not play the style of his college years. He could not move people, nor could he make any moves. He turned around and hooked his hand and was covered.

Leitner grabbed the ball and threw it into Brelloc's hand.

Brelock ignored Mo Mengchen's defensive three-pointer.

Mo Mengchen believed that the ball would not be scored because he had blocked Brelock's shooting horizon and he was not a high-quality three-pointer.

The ball hit the basket, but the Pistons still had no rebounds.

The African mountain shouted loudly, took off the offensive rebound with its ink-like long arm, and pushed Ratliff away, showing an extremely stiff hook, but it hooked in.

“NONONO!”

Mutombo shook his finger at Ratliff and said magically.

"Damn it!" Ratliff was angry.

"Dickenbe has a very big advantage in the penalty area, and his opponent can't stop him at all!"

The host of HA TV in Atlanta shouted excitedly.

The guest he partnered with was the legend of the Hawks, Lou Hudson, who had the nickname of "honey" in his player era, derived from his intoxicating game style and sweet shooting feel. He was a teammate with "pistol" Pete Malawic. The two coquettish players played a pleasing game together in that era of heroic division.

"This is the essence of the NBA. There are geniuses here, and the strong people here are geniuses among geniuses. Their talents will determine everything."

“We don’t need such a complicated offense.”

"There is no need to grab so many offensive rebounds."

In front of Brelock, Momonchen stood at the diagonal of Hill and the ball went in.

The moment Hill took the ball, he stepped back steadily, his 203 cm body was full of strength and jumped hard. Corbin, who was defending him, could only sigh at the gap in talent.

They also make a living by basketball and play in the world's most advanced basketball hall. Some people's sky is destined to be superior.

"Get again! Grant Hill scored 5 points in a row at the beginning!"

"This guy is the future of Detroit, absolutely!"

Mo Mengchen assisted his teammates continuously, and everyone except Lorenta was happy for him.

"Doctor Mo, if this continues, Grant Hill will break the record." Lorenta said loudly.

Mo Mengchen pressed her hand gently, allowing her to watch quietly.

Boser also comforted his daughter: "Since Dr. Mo has promised you, he will definitely do it."

Maybe.

Bosser knew that Mo Mengchen was not a player who was good at scoring. Since his debut, he only scored more than 30 points in one game.

Brelock wanted to attack, but their head coach Lanny Wilkens was already roaring off the court.

If he was so selfish, it would be hard to guarantee that this old coach who had been in the world for many years would not take out a ten-meter-long sword to kill him.

It's Leitner again.

Although he received all the honors in college, he was just an ordinary starter in the NBA.

Facing Thorpe, he has no advantage in all aspects.

I just covered the quilt, but this time I raised the arc to avoid the cover, but cast an intolerable three-no-touch.

"Damn it!"

Mo Mengchen returned to the basket and put away the rebound, turned his eyes and came to Hill: "Grant!"

Devil Mountain is in a state, and Mo Mengchen is willing to feed the ball.

The devil from Duke ran to the whole game and attacked the basket unstoppable. With a loud bang, Hill scored 7 points in a row.

"This guy is really the best comment on talent, he is really talented."

Every time Hill scores, Hudson praises his talent.

"Why doesn't Dr. Mo score his own score?" Lorenta looked at her mother expressionlessly.

Bosser saw a question in her eyes: "Because he is a doctor."
To be continued...