Old turtle?

The already angry bull became even more angry, and the Zen master was struggling between changing and not changing Rodman.

"Give me the ball!"

Jordan's offense is smooth and it makes people feel no difficulty. Alan Houston behind him does not look like a defensive man, but a dish, a dish he eats whenever he wants.

Such a gap is helpless, and Houston's confidence built through several counterattacks is about to be destroyed again.

Jordan's offense was extremely fierce, and the King of Central Investment still remembered what Mo Mengchen told him: to sell him a flaw.

There was such a big flaw in the low-post defense. Jordan knew there was a ghost, but he didn't believe in evil, so he insisted on finding out.

The Flyingman turned around and broke the Knicks' bottom line and doubled the gap between Ewing's goal.

The difference is that there is no double-team for the Pistons, and Houston gave him such a big space.

Jordan violently started, and if no one stopped it, it would be a dunk to save the team's morale.

Ratliff held his breath, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Mo Mengchen always tells them: smart people will wait patiently for opportunities, but they will never let them slip away.

In the hearts of Ratliff and others, Momonchen was like a god.

He knew that his chance had come.

The flying man took off head-on, and Ratliff's cover came from the flank.

Jordan has encountered countless assisting defenses in his life, and he knows how to resolve these defenses.

A light circle pull rod, Ratliff's assisted defense was easily avoided, and if it were just like this, it would not be able to stop it. Fortunately, the piston did not underestimate him, and would never disappoint him by buckles and buckles.

Jordan's old friend, the Flying God Pig who had loved and killed him for many years, hid in Ratliff and waited for Jordan to finish his acrobatics.

Then…

"Bang!"

Jordan glared, never expecting that the person who stopped him was this fat man who seemed to be unable to jump up.

"Michael, kiss my ass!"

The fat man shouted loudly after landing.

The basketball bounced onto the rebound and flew out. Mo Mengchen had already predicted its landing point. He quickly caught up, blocked the gap, and picked up the ball.

The Bulls are willing to see anyone other than Mo Mengchen take the ball. He is in good shape now and has a stinky mouth. Every goal makes people want to take off their jersey and have a century boxing match with him.

Harper grabbed Mo Mengchen's hand, making it impossible for him to advance.

Mo Mengchen raised his arm that was caught and left with claw marks: "Use some more force, if this can comfort you, I encourage you to do so."

Harper never hated a person.

Mo Mengchen reminded him of a golden white man wearing a green jersey.

It's just the same style. One such beast has already made people suspect that God has a bad taste. Now another one has come, and it's even worse in some aspects.

What exactly is wrong with God's brain? Why do you always create such a bastard?

Back on the offensive end, Mo Mengchen hangs the ball to Barkley.

"You have committed three crimes, do you know?"

Barkley only attacked after he said that, and Rodman's expression was serious. As long as he faced Barkley, he was this expression, which made people wonder if Barkley had done something too much to him, otherwise why would he always show an ascetic face like an old cadre?

Jordan is eager to take revenge on Barkley. If the fat man is not allowed to pay the price on the spot, the blocking will become the topic of conversation for the next time the two meet. At that time, he can only take out his ring and make a point of reasoning.

"I knew you would come!"

Even if God is God, he is also a physical body and mortal fetus, and he also has seven emotions and six desires.

He left Houston to seek revenge on Barkley, which seemed extremely reckless to Mo Mengchen.

Barkley is not a reckless man who only knows attacking when he gets the ball. Just look at his career assist data. He can pass the ball. When he knows that double-teaming will come, he can give out beautiful assists.

Jordan regretted it at the time because the next second, Alan Houston got an open space.

The open three-pointer of the Centre-Ball is as stable as the 3-pointer.

He glanced at the angry Jordan and suddenly felt that the flying man was not that scary. He pulled up the shooting basket and made another three-pointer.

"50 to 42! Should I pause? No, Chicago has no choice to pause!"

"Phil looks like he trusts the players' ability to adjust on the court!"

Whether offense or defense, Jordan is the one with the most presence.

Pipen took the ball from the outside, Jordan continued to run, and squirted a few trash words in Houston's ear.

Houston is no longer the Houston he taught to be like a primary school student just now.

Once you can score, your waist will naturally become hard.

"Michael, after you said so much, can you recover? You are all 8 points behind now. Can you tell me the priority?"

Oh my God, Houston is actually educating Jordan!?

Mo Mengchen regrets that he failed to witness this moment with his own eyes. He is trying to make a foul by Pipen and Rodman.

Rodman has already had three fouls, so he will be more careful.

Pippen seemed to have controlled his emotions, but also lost the aggressiveness of the start. If he kept doing this, what would he do even if he stayed on the court?

Mo Mengchen thought so, and Jordan made a mid-range shot.

"This ball is dedicated to you, idiot!"

Jordan whispered Houston again.

In turn, Barkley directly fought hard at a low post.

Both sides were playing very monotonously, and the Bulls were preparing for double-teams, but they didn't go up to help without communicating with others in order to avenge their revenge.

With the Bulls' defensive rotation ability, as long as they communicate well, even if Barkley passes the ball in advance, they can still rotate and not get open by their opponents.

But their opponents are not a mess, Mo Mengchen is already ready on the outside.

As soon as the double-team appears, all the staff interact with each other.

Barkley passed the ball in time and Reid transferred the ball.

The ball came to Mo Mengchen's hand, and the pick-and-roll was applied to break through Harper's defense - the Bulls' left defense had a loophole, and Mo Mengchen broke through to the deepest position before giving it to Barkley.

Now, in order to limit Barkley, they had no time to make up for the loophole on the left and could only continue to shrink the defense line. At this point, the entire defense completely collapsed, and both defense lines were all lost. People gathered in the paint area, and Barkley threw the ball out.

“It’s Alan Houston again!

The King of China Investment will only shoot three points tonight. His opponent is angry and angry, but he can do nothing.

"Swish!"

53 to 44

"Who will tell me what's wrong with the Bulls' defense? Why do people frequently miss out on the outside?"

"And it's the one who shouldn't be missed the most!"

The Zen master was about to call a timeout. The problem was not only that there was a problem with their offense, but also that the problem with their defense was also very serious.

Rodman and Pipen were timid and did not have the same sharpness as before. Otherwise, no matter how the Pistons transferred the ball, they would not have had such a big leak.

Just as the Zen master was about to call for a timeout, Pi Peng suddenly took the ball and killed it.

Then…

He knocked down Mo Mengchen!

Whistle!

The Zen master's eyes turned dark and he almost fainted.

Pipen made an offensive foul!

With four minutes left in the second quarter, Rodman and Pipen foul three times at the same time!

“The Bull requests a pause!

"The Bulls are now 9 points behind, and Dennis and Scott have both encountered foul problems. If this continues, will their defense still work? I doubt this."

Barkley panted.

He has been the main attacker since the beginning and has been seriously overdrawn in his physical strength. Fortunately, Rodman has been forced to make three fouls, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

Collins made a substitution adjustment.

Thorpe replaces Barkley.

"Chuke, take a break, we need you to continue playing like this in the second half," Collins said.

Barkley nodded repeatedly, found a seat to sit down and take a breath.

Mo Mengchen silently adjusted his breath.
To be continued...