After Thanksgiving, perhaps because of being too relaxed, the Pistons' eleven consecutive victories ended.

The ending of their streak was one of the eleven corpses that had fallen before them.

The Miami Heat came back to life, exactly the same as last time they played against the Pistons, and they continued to consume the Pistons with muscle battles, and this time, they won.

In a difficult game, both sides played two overtimes. The second overtime dared to start. Mo Mengchen had a cramp in his thigh and had to withdraw from the battle. The Pistons, who lost the commander, were seized by the Heat and fought in a row to attack.

The game ended at this point, and the Pistons, who played at home, lost to the Heat, swallowing their first defeat of the season.

"I say it again, Miami has shown the league the way to deal with Detroit, which is worth learning from."

"In the two games against Miami, the Pistons averaged 104 points, which was far below their average, and it was by no means accidental."

Teams that reach the top will be studied, and the difficulty of defending the title will be strengthened. Each team will have such a process. Only teams that overcome many difficulties can overcome all obstacles and reach the top again. Those teams that reach the top three times in a row have overcome thousands of obstacles.

However, not every team can learn from the Heat's way of playing.

The Heat's team has two inside players with the best defensive team strength, Mourning and PJ Brown. They are the basis for the Heat's meat grinder battle, plus a bunch of madmen who dare to fight.

They are indeed the best team at controlling the pace and one of the Pistons' most hated opponents.

The Pistons then used two wins to cross from November to December.

Throughout November, the Pistons ranked first in the East and second in the league, because there was a team in the West that was more ruthless than them.

That is the Lakers who are favored by Mo Mengchen.

During the offseason, they invited the Zen master who had been recuperating at home for a year to take charge of the coach whip.

Zen Master first established the team's tactical system, and he moved the Bulls' triangular offense to the Lakers, which is something the Lakers are happy to see.

Because the Bulls used this system to treat the 1990s and then advocated trading players such as Eddie Jones who had combat power but did not seek improvement. O'Neal was the absolute core and Kobe was the attacker on the outside.

His arrival completely intensified Kobe's growth.

So far this season, Kobe averaged 23 points, 5 rebounds and 4 assists per game. Although he still looks like an All-Star in terms of data, his influence on the defensive end is in his first year at the same position.

Mo Mengchen remembers that this year is the peak of Kobe's defensive end.

Later, multiple advanced data showed that Kobe's output on the defensive end this year was second only to Mooning, who won the best defensive player for two consecutive years.

In the last month of 1999, the Pistons started a long road trip at the beginning of the month.

Six consecutive guests in the east.

The first stop was Washington, who showed no mercy to the Wizards, continued to be the true nature of a away killer, and slaughtered the opponent 34 points at the opponent's home court.

They never know the principle of accumulating character, and they will work to death if they have the chance.

As long as the opponent is slackening, they will use the most terrifying attack in history to make the opponent pay the price for it.

In the past two years, there have been many tragedies in the Pistons. The Bulls’ 74 points in the opening game last season were their masterpiece, and they hit the run to the extreme.

Then there is the second stop, Toronto.

Mo Mengchen didn't like this place because it was December, the coldest time of the year, and the northern border was definitely not a false reputation.

In Toronto in December, the coldest day can reach minus fifteen degrees Celsius, and the warmest one is minus three degrees Celsius.

The third degree below zero is the coldest time in Detroit.

Sometimes, Mo Mengchen really likes that his contract has the clause "If you need to fly to Toronto in December, you can automatically take a turn off the road game", and he seriously considers this matter.

In this world, he is not afraid of anything, but the cold.

The strong Dor.mo rarely showed weakness. He wrapped his body tightly with a down jacket, with a black scarf around his neck and ears covering his ears for warmth.

"I've heard that my dad is afraid of the cold, but I didn't expect to be afraid of this." Ginobili said with a smirk from behind.

Mo Mengchen refused the reporter's interview and walked onto the bus coldly.

It looks a bit like a big shot, but he can't care so much. He has only one request now, hoping that the bus driver can leave his teammates behind, and then he rushed to the hotel at the fastest speed - killing someone without paying his life. He wants to hide in the hotel room and not come out until the game tonight begins.

"Ethan!"

"Ethan!"

"Ethan!"

Passionate fans are not afraid of such cold weather. Maybe they have long been accustomed to this climate. They think their enthusiasm can melt the cold in Mo Mengchen's heart, but this is not enough, far from enough.

"Forget it, I'll go to the hotel by myself." Mo Mengchen said.

"Are you sure?" The bus driver looked at him in confusion.

Mo Mengchen nodded: "Don't worry, my assistant is here."

Medela also came to Toronto, which was something she often did before. She came to the away game with Mo Mengchen and arranged the things here in advance. However, as Mo Mengchen's name increased, her assistant's workload also increased.

There is nothing else happening recently, and Medela can finally go away with Mo Mengchen to help him arrange it as before.

Mo Mengchen waited for twenty minutes, and Medela finally arrived.

As for his teammates, those guys who don’t know if they are humans are not afraid of the cold and are not afraid of the cold weather. They are not sure when this interview will end, and Mo Mengchen will not continue to wait.

He got into Medela's car.

But what they went to was not the hotels booked by the team, but the hotels booked by Medela themselves.

In such a cold day, if someone can warm up the bed, it will naturally be excellent.

But human greed is endless, especially if there is a beauty around her who looks like Rachel McAdams but has a perfect figure as good as the former. How could she just let her warm the quilt?

"Are you cold?"

After the fish and water had sex, Medela leaned against Mo Mengchen and asked.

"Why do you want to choose a hotel with such bad heating? I won't reimburse you!" Mo Mengchen said angrily.

"Maybe I can warm you up?"

"you?"

Mo Mengchen was about to ask her what she was going to do, but Medela retracted into the bed, and a few seconds later...

Mo Mengchen put his hands flat and placed big words on the bed. The comfort that could not be described in words poured into his body, and he had only one wish left.

It would be great if the heating in the room was warmer.

Mo Mengchen did not return to the hotel, and this incident briefly caused panic because he told the bus driver to take the assistant's car to return to the hotel, but when the team arrived at the hotel, he found that Mo Mengchen had not come to report it yet.

Westfall was so scared that he almost called the police. If Mo Mengchen hadn't been busy thinking about calling them, he would not have been able to see an emergency message on the TV in his hotel room: Ethan was missing in Toronto.

He definitely deserves such attention.

After learning that Mo Mengchen had nothing to do, everyone in the Pistons felt relieved.

It's such a cold day, Mo Mengchen just wants to stay in the room. This is not lazy. Everyone has something that cannot be defeated. Today, he will not participate in the team's training.

Westfal can understand it, as long as he can appear on time tonight.

Momonchen's lunch and dinner were prepared by Medela, who stayed in bed and watched TV like a dead fish.

The colder temperature made him not want to get out of bed at all.

"Boss, you should come down and have an event," said Medela. "You have a game tonight."

Mo Mengchen would not go on until he died: "You don't have to worry about this!"

"You have to get out of bed, otherwise I will turn off the heating!" Medela definitely took the leopard's courage and dared to threaten the dor.mo.

Moreover, this is really a very powerful threat.

Although the heating in the room is worth a negative review and a thousand words explanation, it is heating at least and at least plays a role.

If Medela turns off the heating...

"You dare to threaten me!"

Mo Mengchen kicked the quilt away in anger and lay down from the bed, but his feet became weak and he had not exercised for a day. Suddenly, he walked like this and almost threw himself into pieces.

"I'm for your own good." Medela looked elsewhere, not daring to look at Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen suddenly became the biggest grudge in the world. He complained about everything from the decorations of the room to the heating, from lunch to dinner, from Medela's dressing taste, her lifestyle of QQ, and where she could complain.

Medela pouted proudly. No matter how bad she was, when she got on the bed, wouldn’t Mo Mengchen have to be together to keep warm?

Men are all pigs’ heads!

That night, Mo Mengchen arrived at the competition site very late.

When he arrived, the others had been warming up for half an hour.

Fortunately, the heating in the center of the route is very good, and there are two worlds inside and outside the stadium.

He was very satisfied with such a warm stadium, and Mo Mengchen took off his appearance uniform and went in to warm up.

Seeing him coming, Marbury said in a strange way: "I thought you didn't dare to come after reading the news."

In the evening, Marbury told the media to make Mo Mengchen look good.

Unfortunately, Mo Mengchen was lying on the bed at that time and missed this scene.

Seeing that Ma Da Young Master is so arrogant, Mo Mengchen must remind him of the past: "It's been two years, have you eaten the Minneapolis ball?"

Mo Mengchen re-reported the old story, but Marbury was blushing. This incident was indeed his dark history, and people have been happy with this.

He will beat Marbury when he says something, and he will not eat the ball Stephen.

"Are you a child? I have been remembering something a little bit big for two or three years? I'm so fucking stingy!" Ma Dashao said in annoyance.

Mo Mengchen said sarcastically: "Even a child cannot speak so hard as you. Don't pretend to be garlic here and don't even dare to eat a ball. What kind of man are you?"

ps: For details, see Chapter 369.
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