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Chapter 396 Permissions

Momonchen dribbled through half the game, and Jackson boldly let him go two meters because he made zero shots from outside the three-point line.

This is an adventure defense.

Let Momonchen two meters away? Few people dare to do this, but Jackson's experience reminded him that there is no problem in doing this.

If even Hill would be angry because she was released, then Mo Mengchen, who is known as the most accurate shooter in the world, should be even more angry.

He should ignore his bad touch and make three-pointers.

Jackson didn't wait for Mo Mengchen to make a three-pointer, and he saw a mocking smile on the opponent's face, as if he was mocking his plan. Then, he ignored the open position and passed the ball to Hill in the high position on the left wing.

"I didn't take action? What was he thinking?" Jackson thought that every young man was impulsive, and even Mo Mengchen could not help it.

But he passed the ball without any anger and made an unexpected but reasonable choice.

Hill made an Eagle-style attack at a high position. He was about to break through, but Jackson suddenly stepped forward and double-teamed.

He just wanted to see if Mo Mengchen would want to shoot three-pointers. This is no longer a two-meter open space, and it is an excellent opportunity for unattended defense.

Strangely, Hill did not pass the ball, and Mo Mengchen did not ask for the ball.

The massive pace of Devil Mountain easily crushed Mullin and Jackson's double-team.

What do two old guys who have lost their athletic ability add up together? - The eight-legged turtle is just a large toy in front of the leopard.

The top Duke students easily smashed their siege, and took one step to the point, ignoring the Pacers' shrinking inside line, causing Schmitz's foul in the air, and scoring backhanded the ball.

Hill did not use his roar to show what kind of anger he had, but he just walked back without looking back, clapping Mo Mengchen high-high, and then said, "I ignored your empty seat."

"You did the right thing in a rare sight." Mo Mengchen slapped his hand.

Unfortunately, this is a doomed high-five.

Mo Mengchen infected Hill with the bad touch, and his extra penalty shot was lost.

Jackson wanted to run and fight back when he received the pass. If he had any room for performance, it was that now, no matter how hard he retreated, he could not take the position in time.

He was too anxious, Mo Mengchen calculated his sprint position and stood in advance. When he rushed to the front, he just needed to fall backwards.

"Beep!"

Jackson was stunned: "Is this a foul?"

These savage referees can even ignore elbow strikes, but they cannot let go of a person who dribbles in front of them.

The referee's attitude was extremely clear and there was no need to discuss it, so Jackson had to admit defeat.

He wasted a good opportunity, Miller was dissatisfied with him, Bird on the sidelines pointed at the golden retriever's head and shouted: "Please use your brain!"

Mo Mengchen felt very uncomfortable when he saw Bird paying attention to Jackson so much. He ran to Bird and said, "First of all, he needs to have a brain."

Bird discovered this, and Mo Mengchen seemed to like to come to him and talk trash.

"Play your game well, Mo."

Bird has no time to delve into this matter now, and Jackson's performance makes him very upset.

Hill continued to get the ball, as long as he was not outside the three-point line, he was still an unsolvable point for the Pacers.

His offense is extremely strong. Whether Mulin or others, as long as he falls into a one-on-one situation, he will definitely be able to solve the problem.

Seeing him holding the ball in his hands so confidently, Mo Mengchen found that he had nothing to do.

Suddenly, Jackson left him again.

This feeling of being ignored is not good, Mo Mengchen doesn't want Jackson to really think he won't attack.

Mo Mengchen took a few steps in and came to the free throw line, which made Hill's breakthrough space compressed again, and he could only pass the ball.

Mo Mengchen, who got the open spot, scored the first goal of the night.

14 to 10

As time entered the seventh minute, you can see that the Pistons' substitutes were already standing on the sidelines to prepare for substitutions.

Miller's eyes were deep and he had been waiting for the pistons to rotate.

"The fragrant pig is here again, very good." Bird said to himself, "I'll let him see if this ridiculous rotation is useful."

Bird is not not advocating rotation, but he just does not advocate the practice of reckless rotation of players based on the thickness of the lineup.

In his opinion, this is not the right way to do it.

If he was a player and he and other main players were in a hot state, he would still be limited by the fact that this damn rotation policy was replaced when he should be enterprising, and he would go crazy.

Because it is rare to be in good condition, no one knows what kind of condition they will be in next time they play.

This is why Bird hates Frauses.

Half a minute later, Momonchen and Hill were replaced.

Bird took the next few minutes as an opportunity, and stood on the sidelines, almost stepping into the field, whistling at Jackson.

Jackson heard the whistle and found that Mo Mengchen was not there, and his expression was excited.
Chapter completed!
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