“australia    no.1!”

Mo Mengchen's trash words have become a classic word-of-mouth passed down by fans through the players' oral narratives, but if you don't understand the background story, it is difficult to find the exquisiteness of this sentence.

This is the trash talk that several NBA players shouted against the background of each other's nationality "dog".

However, after Peja was shaken by someone, this trash saying was destined to be passed down for a long time.

Moreover, Peja was not only shaking his knees, but his knees seemed to have some problems because of this move. They were sore and were sore. Although he was determined to fight, he was replaced by Adelman immediately.

Peja and Divac are one of the few players on the court who can fully adapt to Princeton's tactics. There must be no problem. If Peja is absent due to injury for a period of time, the Kings will really not be able to play a little Princeton's tactics.

Peja left the field and the replacement was Nick Anderson.

Anderson is already in his twilight years. Penny leaves Orlando. He is also abandoned by the Magic. Now he is playing short-term work in the Kings and may be cut at any time. If Peja had not ended on the spot by Momonchen, he would have never had the chance to play.

The former rival, who was fighting each other, is now goodbye to the field, and Anderson doesn't know what to say.

The flames of the game were also kneeling down with Mo Mengchen, and the words "australia   no.1!" were completely ignited.

Outside Divac, the kings were all young.

The young man is full of energy and fighting. How can he bear it when he sees his companion being humiliated so much? McGrady immediately took over Peja's class and drove the ball alone through the half-court. He ignored Hill's interference and pulled a three-pointer on the top of the arc to respond to Mo Mengchen.

"america    no.1!" McGrady shouted at Mo Mengchen.

His scream made the Americans on the Pistons very embarrassed. Should we support it or not?

Then, the game entered the superstar competition mode.

This always happens when playing against young and talented teams. They can easily achieve some results with talent alone, which leads to them not liking to complex tactics and strict discipline.

The king maintains the lead by relying on his talent.

They still had a 5-point lead until the last three minutes.

108 to 103

5 minutes is not too long, and there is not much time either.

Every attack in the next step is related to the outcome. Mo Mengchen recalled his teammate's performance, and everyone except him tonight performed averagely.

Hill was beaten by McGrady, Houston was not used to playing against such a tall defender as Peja (although the latter had already left the court), Rashid was also beaten by Nowitzki. Although Wallace was not beaten by Divac, his defense was mediocre tonight.

In other words, it is safest for him to attack after looking at it.

At this time, the defender on the Kings field was Joan Barry.

When Mo Mengchen saw him, he was not his legendary father, but the first meeting between the two in the 1995 Rocky Mountain Summer League.

This guy was only 26 years old at the time and was in the Mediterranean. He looked like he was 46 years old. If someone else stomped his feet, he would have a bald head. I never thought that after so many years, he still insisted on the Mediterranean hairstyle.

The most amazing thing is that he looked like 46 years old in 1995. Now, he is 32 years old and still looks like 46 years old. Looking at it this way, Mo Mengchen felt that he had to continue to persevere.

If he is lucky and persists for another 14 years, he may still look like he is 46 years old when he is 46 years old?

Barry had no idea what image he was in Mo Mengchen's heart, and he never thought that in this short side, the other party made such an embarrassing assumption in his heart.

He only knew that dor.mo was very dangerous. As early as the first time in Rocky Mountain, he knew it when they looked at each other.

Mo Mengchen made a one-on-one gesture again, and his teammates who performed poorly also consciously moved the road away. With Barry's defense, it was completely impossible to defend Mo Mengchen.

In the blink of an eye, the King's first line of defense was broken. Anderson, who was substitute Peja, wanted to block Barry's gap, but he was old and had already lost his youthful vitality. For Dor.mo, his assisted defense was just an extra snack to break through the ageless male god (the nickname Mo gave Barry). To eat this snack, you only need to speed up.

Anderson's assisted defense was resolved before it was formed. Mo Mengchen attacked the penalty area, causing Divac's foul, and completed an angrily dunk with amazing momentum.

"dor.mo has scored 40 points!"

Before the extra penalty, Mo Mengchen still held a small meeting on the outside. He directly told his teammates: "Unless you have a great opportunity, I will continue to fight alone. Do you have any other opinions?"

No one would think Mo Mengchen was selfish. They all knew what they performed tonight, so everyone's opinion was: "No."

"Since you have no objection, let me hear it." Mo Mengchen's face became cold, like a biting cold wind blew across his cheeks, "I don't want to lose tonight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Mengchen turned around and entered the free throw line.

106 to 108

"Damn it, guard them!" Barkley brought everyone on the bench to cheer.

When Mo Mengchen took the initiative to take over the offensive burden, the other four people on the Pistons knew what they should do.

For them, there is only one thing left to do, that is defense.

He tried his best to defend his opponent's attack, just as Momontz attacked the king and could only send a guy like Joan Barry to die.

Barry had no choice under Mo Mengchen's defense. He wanted to pass it to McGrady, but in this case, McGrady could not escape from Hill's defense.

The Pistons team was tied together.

"After 1998, they never lost," Westfal said.

Frauses didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, because the Pistons still lost a lot of regular seasons.

But soon, he understood.

This sentence may be said so.

They have never really lost since 1998.

After the Bull Dynasty that stood in front of him collapsed, the Pistons naturally took over the alliance. To this day, they have changed from challengers to challengers.

Isn’t the opponent tonight’s Kings just like the Pistons back then?

They are young, talented, and have unlimited futures, just like the pistons that challenged the Bulls back then.

The only difference is that the Bulls quickly collapsed after completing their peak achievements. Although the Pistons have not yet achieved three consecutive championships, they are on the way. Unless Momchen joins other teams this summer, they will be one of the hottest championship teams for a long time in the future.

Therefore, they must win this game tonight.

The kings have risen, and they are no longer the youth army representing talent and future.

They are not satisfied with the future, and the ambitious McGrady and Nowitzki have turned their attention to the present, and they are eager to become the new king.

Then, McGrady's offense was blocked by Hill.

Mo Mengchen dribbled through half the game and entered the last two minutes.

It was still a one-on-one fight, and the person who defended Momonchen became Nick Anderson.

"Do you think I'll be afraid of an old man?"

There was only Dor.mo on the field who was talking trash, then he followed up and changed direction, shook Anderson away, scored a jump shot, and tied.

108 to 108

Then, the Pistons once again defended the King of a 24-second buzzer-beating attack.

If it weren't for being forced, no one would have hoped to attack in this way, McGrady made a hopeless three-pointer and hit the iron.

The rebound fell into Mo Mengchen's hand.

Barry couldn't help but Anderson couldn't help so they had to send McGrady to defend.

Even the Kings have no confidence in McGrady's defense. He is no longer the one who can send out the most blocks in the team.

"Don't worry, I'll shoot in the last second like you." Mo Mengchen's ball was brought behind and waited patiently, "The difference is that my teammates will dance for my goal."

"You dream!" McGrady was like an angry child, stepped forward and made a fierce operation.

Mo Mengchen snorted coldly, turned around and stuck out his butt, and pushed the person back.

Then, the last five seconds left for the attack.

Mo Mengchen slapped the ball, and suddenly a double change between Tim Hardaway's crotch, right first and left, McGrady's reaction was also extremely fast. Unfortunately, his speed was not as fast as Mo Mengchen's shooting speed.

The moment he took action, Mo Mengchen turned halfway. After landing, the ball was still flying. He made a "Please witness" gesture to his bench, and the three-pointer that flew out from McGrady's head shot through the net.

"Dor.mo's personal 45th point!"

"This is the most dangerous killer on earth!"

The Pistons took the lead by 3 points and scored a timeout from the Kings.

The fans at the scene thought that the suspension would give them a breath, but they didn't know that this was the death knell that pushed them into hell.

After returning from the timeout, Adelman changed back to Bibi, but unfortunately his fighting spirit had completely disappeared. Although he had arranged his tactics, he was lazy in running position and could not withstand the defensive strength of the pistons.

Tragedy is inevitable.

The tactics arranged by the King during the timeout failed. Mo Mengchen's hand was faster than Bibi. He directly pushed the racket to the frontcourt, relied on his speed to catch up with the ball, and then stopped outside the three-point line at the top of the frontcourt arc.

At this moment, even the fans in front of the TV could hear the howls of 20,044 fans at the scene.

“nooo~~~!!!”

Mo Mengchen made a quick three-pointer, and after turning around, he happened to see the opponent chasing him back. Unfortunately, the ball had already flew out.

Dor.mo had a terrifying smile on his face, and he hit another three points.

114 to 108

The Pistons have led by 6 points, with only 50 seconds left in the game.

No one expected that the Kings did not score a single point in the last three minutes, while the Pistons relied on Mo Mengchen's attack alone to kill the game.

McGrady's three-pointer missed the basket again.

Mo Mengchen picked up the defensive rebound, changed direction and avoided Bibi who wanted to foul him, and dribbled the ball to the frontcourt.

McGrady had already defended her, and he pulled up three points again between two meters from the three-point line.

With less than half a minute left in the game, this three-pointer allowed the difference to rise to 9 points.

The suspense of the game was knocked out by Mo Mengchen alone, and the touch was so hot that he couldn't help but spread his hands helplessly, and said to the small front-row fan who was beaten and cried by him: "Sorry, I can't control myself."
Chapter completed!