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Chapter five hundred and forty second light or darkness(1/2)

Winning the jump ball at the beginning gives the Celtics the right to attack first in the final quarter.

Kenny Anderson passed the half-time with a mask, and he couldn't tell what his expression was, only knowing that he was doing things countless times in the third quarter.

Raise his hand and signal the inside to pull it open, Duncan wants to hit him with his back.

In the first three quarters, Duncan added ball rights and scored 30 points, 14 rebounds and 6 assists.

In the last quarter, his ball power will definitely not decrease. What troubles him is that he has too much ball power.

When manpower is exhausted, the inside line is the most intense position on the field, so it will definitely not last long if it continues like this.

Duncan started the back-to-back, and at this time, the Ukrainian train walked back from outside the paint area, and his placement was completely within Duncan's control.

Seeing his position, Duncan raised his hand and sent the pass, and Ukrainian train dunked at the basket.

78 to 74

The Celtics lead by 4 points.

"Defense! Defense! Defense!"

The audience shouted together, and their screams drove the atmosphere of the audience, and also allowed the Celtic defense to suffocate a half-court position to guard the defense.

Hill's offensive route was stuck and he didn't want to take the risk of making a strong shot, so he could only pass the ball out.

The basketball passed around and returned to Mo Mengchen's hands.

There are only 6 seconds left in the 24-second offensive time.

Mo Mengchen raised the ball with both hands, as if he didn't know the last five seconds left in the offensive time. Anderson was only worried about his shooting. Seeing him hold the ball and his body moved. When he reacted, the defense had already failed. Mo Mengchen's next move was to put the ball down, bend his body, slap the ball with his right hand, and break through him quickly on his left heel.

Duncan followed, and he had a lot of opinions about Mo Mengchen because the latter had a very aggressive game style. After the two fought in the air, Shifo was surprised that Dor.mo could actually stabilize the center of gravity, cross the ball with his left hand and lick the basket to score.

76 to 78

"Damn it, why can't you guard against that guy?" Pitino yelled dissatisfied.

He didn't mean to blame Duncan, but he was just wondering, Mo Mengchen was not famous for his offense, so why couldn't he defend him?

The defense was beaten up, and Anderson wanted to fight back, but the ambition of the second-hand show was not bullied by others.

He was preparing to break through the dribble. With his combination of his control skills and his own speed, he really allowed him to open the position and fight one-on-one. Mo Mengchen was not easy to defend himself. The safest way was to take the initiative when he was not stable.

Mo Mengchen faced the front like a black cloud, the black Pistons away jersey was full of death, and Anderson's center of gravity was unbalanced and leaned back, making it increasingly difficult to control the ball in his hand.

Mo Mengchen's eyes locked on Anderson's body. No matter what movement he did, he could not deceive these eyes. The next second, Anderson's dribble was discovered and the front was cut off.

"damn it!"

"dor.mo's fifth steal tonight!"

"He's fast, but Kenny is faster than him, he's caught up, pretty!"

Is he really beautiful? Mo Mengchen snorted coldly. Anderson is indeed faster than him. This is faster. Maybe it can help him defend well and send him to hell.

Chasing over Mo Mengchen does not mean that you can defend well.

The audience will soon recognize this fact.

Anderson and Mo Mengchen walked side by side. If he was two meters tall, it would be a dangerous position. Mo Mengchen might give up the attack, but unfortunately he was only 183 cm.

In the penalty area, Mo Mengchen stepped on it, supported himself, jumped into the air, and jumped up like Anderson.

However, the contact between the two in the air instantly determines the victory or defeat of offense and defense.

There was no suspense, Anderson overestimated his power, and Mo Mengchen knocked him away on the spot.

“dor.mo takes off unstoppable!”

"The referee's whistle sounded! Kenny made a foul!"

b0om!!!

Mo Mengchen's bounce speed was very slow and he didn't jump high. This button was all based on his height and wingspan. However, when he hit the ball in, the ball blinked through the net like a missile, hitting the floor and bounced high.

No one knows how powerful Mo Mengchen is, so that he can use such a mediocre push to give people the impact of power as the essence of human films.

Mo Mengchen hung on the basket for two seconds as usual before falling down.

Anderson lay on the ground like a dead fish. He fell to his head when he landed on the ground and fainted on the spot.

Mo Mengchen stood ruthlessly, without any intention of helping.

Although the referee on one side sympathized with Anderson, he had to make the gesture he should make: the dunk was effective and one free throw!

"No!!!"

The fans in the front row called out.

It's not for Mo Mengchen's dunk, but for Anderson, who may not be able to return tonight's game.

Just like a curse, since coming to the Celtics, Anderson will be injured every time he plays with Momonchen, without an exception.

Kenny Anderson was injured, Marlon Garnett could not count on, Barros was just giving away...

Pitino looked at Damon Jones reluctantly, but he didn't expect that the other party also had a look of fear, "Don't choose me."

Pitino replied with an angry face of "Do you think I want to choose you?" and said, "Go on, Damon!"

"Yes!" Jones replied heroically.

At this moment, the Celtics were out of ammunition and food, and no one could change their No. 1 position.

The only thing Jones can provide is height and weight. If Momonchen presses him in the frontcourt, he will be very uncomfortable and needs the help of Antoine Walker to get the ball through halftime.

On the offensive end, the only help he could help the team was a one-hand three-pointer.

Defensively? The Celtics can only pray that Momonchen will be kind to them.

Although the idea is as unrealistic as asking tigers and lions to switch to vegetarian food.

"I have an advantage, but I won't keep attacking."

Before the free throw, Mo Mengchen told his teammates.

Hill and others expressed their understanding that although the Celtics' No. 1 position is a big hole and can be played no matter how much they play, once the number of times increases, it will affect the team's rhythm.

If you keep playing the same way, others will have to keep being spectators.

It's okay to have one or two rounds. Over time, everyone will lose their pace. If Mo Mengchen's hit rate drops, the game will become very difficult.

Simply put, don't hang yourself on a tree.

"Bang!"

Mo Mengchen, who shot as high as 90% of the free throws, actually lost the extra free throw.

Even his opponent was surprised, and the Celtics were about to fight back, and Wallace rudely fouled at Damon.

Poor Damon suffered a critical hit as soon as he came on the court, but it wasn't a critical hit from Mo Mengchen.

If Mo Mengchen was the one who took action, he could at least comfort himself by "making a foul, no loss."

What's going on now?

This is Wallace's fourth foul. There is still one period of time in the game, so he doesn't care about the number of fouls at all.

Duncan tried to ask for the ball, and Rashid tried his best to stop it.

The Celtics, who could not pass the ball to Duncan, could only pin their hopes on Walker. Under Hill's defense, Fattoo made a quick shot to make three-nos.

Wallace took the rebound.

The counterattack failed to open because Duncan snatched the ball from his hand and pointed at five or six arms in the penalty area. Shi Buddha stretched his long arms and fiddled with the ball.

"Swish!"

80 to 78

The Pistons' offense spread rapidly, with the V-shaped position first, Hill stepped forward to get the ball, and broke through and distributed it to Mo Mengchen.

Momonchen attracts defense and then gives Rashid.

Rashid had the opportunity to shoot at a high position, but he chose to be tough and dribble directly to the basket, and he was looking for Duncan.

Rashid leaned on Duncan and used his footwork to turn around and go around the basket to prepare for a dunk. This set of movement was relaxed and smooth, but unfortunately he underestimated Duncan too much.

The ball was about to take action, Shi Buddha reacted and stood and pressed the ball he was about to hold up, with the Buddha's face ruthless.

There were screams everywhere.

However, Hill pierced in like a sharp weapon, picked up the ball that fell to the ground and sent it out.

Outside the three-point line, Mo Mengchen, who received the ball, made the audience stand upside down.

"No!"

A female fan shouted out loud.

Walker snatched at Mo Mengchen, and he has always been criticized for his poor defense. This goal has made him lose all his life.

Momonchen tricked Walker into front of him, and pushed the ball to the left with both hands. That was Alan Houston's position.

In the last three seconds, Houston made an open three-pointer.
To be continued...
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