You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 341 Sweet and Bitter

All 17052 seats at the Keys were filled tonight.

The Seattle ball market is booming, which is inseparable from the Supersonics' stable record over the years. In addition, tonight's opponent is the Pistons. Mo Mengchen and Payton have been fired by the media for several years.

From stats to honors, the gap between Mo Mengchen and Payton is not a star and a half. Many people have doubts about this comparison, but every time the two of them fight against each other, they will satisfy the outside world's imagination of their rivals.

Trash talk, small gestures, conflicts, confrontations and even fights will happen.

In the Christmas battle of the previous year, Mo Mengchen pushed Peyton down before leaving the field and said to him: "Merry Christmas, I hope you have today every year." It has become a legendary story that has been passed down.

"You insidious bastard, I will let you die ugly tonight, this is my territory, you better be careful!"

Payton stepped on the floor of the key court, and opened his mouth with a golden tooth gleaming.

"It looks like you really want to get your other tooth gold, too, and if that's your New Year's resolution, I'll try to make it happen."

After talking trash, Mo Mengchen and Peyton turned their heads.

"Wow, Gary, are you and Ethan so conflicted?"

The new supersonic aid, Wen Baker, who had high hopes from the Seattle people, asked in a strange tone.

"I'm at odds with that bastard!" Payton stated his attitude.

Baker laughed: "You know I'm on your side."

Tonight, Barkley is taking turns off, although he is not afraid of the cold, but he is also a flesh and blood, he caught a cold.

Because Barkley had a cold, Mo Mengchen finally had a reason to ask the team to change hotels.

But they have already stayed, even if they want to change the partner hotel in Seattle, they have to wait until next year.

They only come to Seattle once a year to play a game.

"Ah biubiu!"

The sound of Barkley sneezing is particularly magical.

I saw that he had a red nose, and from the look on his face, he was the kind of misanthrope who was very likely to be used by terrorists as a human bomb.

"Fucking Seattle, I hate this shit place!" Barkley cursed dissatisfied.

Mo Mengchen put the down jacket he brought with him on Barkley: "Take this as my New Year's gift to you, Chuck."

"You are too stingy!" Barkley complained loudly.

On New Year's Eve, the entire Pistons team had made an appointment to celebrate together and send each other New Year's gifts, but Mo Mengchen missed it in order to shoot the MV for the new album.

Now they are sending gifts one by one, and only one third of them have been given.

"Forget it!" Mo Mengchen snatched the down jacket back.

"I want it!"

Chuck trouble?
Barkley snatched the down jacket back, and discussed with Dumas in front of Mo Mengchen: "You said that if I find Mo's fans and let them know that this is the clothes worn by Ethan, guess how much they will pay for it?" Buy this down jacket?"

The corner of Mo Mengchen's mouth twitched.

"Give me back the down jacket!" Mo Mengchen yelled.

"If you don't give it, how can you ask for it back?" Barkley held the down jacket tightly.

Mo Mengchen had nothing to do with him, so he took off his jersey and prepared to play.

Barkley was absent due to a cold. The Pistons started with Ratliff and Jerome Williams on the inside, and the old three on the outside. Needless to say.

For the Sonics, the starting lineup has changed a lot.

Payton, Schramf, Vin Baker, Jose Hawkins and Jim McElvine.

Before the jump ball started, Alan Houston grumbled, "I bet Theo didn't win the jump ball."

"How much is the bet?" Barkley stood up wearing a down jacket and asked.

"Ten thousand!" Houston said.

Barkley shouted: "5! This guy can't jump the ball!"

The jump ball had gone sour, and Ratliff was so sad that none of his teammates were optimistic about him jumping to the ball.

Mo Mengchen, who stood at the back, said, "As a teammate, can you show some kindness? Theo, show them!"

"Yeah!" Ratliff nodded movedly.

Just as the referee was about to throw the ball, Mo Mengchen suddenly said, "I bet [-], if he can't jump, prepare to return to defense!"

"Are you playing monkeys?" Supersonic white center McIlvain has a bad temper. When he saw that the Pistons took the jump ball as a joke, he immediately became angry.

"Just playing with you monkey!"

Ratliff tried his best to jump, but unfortunately, he still couldn't jump to the ball.

McElvine managed to give the racket to Payton.

"The game started, Gary and Dor.Mo faced each other right from the start!"

The supersonic star, the current commentator of the Key Stadium, Jack Sikoma, said loudly.

"Don't worry, I have plenty of fucking time to play with you slowly!"

Payton shifted the basketball to the top of the arc and was in no rush to attack.

As soon as he passed the ball, Mo Mengchen immediately posted it, so that he could no longer get the ball, and the Supersonics didn't seem to have the intention of returning the ball to Payton.

Schramf also didn't get entangled with Hill, and hung the ball to Baker who was in a back-up state.

Baker's inside footsteps can be said to be at the textbook level, with many changes and extremely practical. It doesn't take many tricks to deal with a stunned young man like Williams. It is to be able to invest.

"Ahahaha~~!"

If anyone wants to vote for the worst laugh in the world, I'll vote for this idiot.

Mo Mengchen felt that his ears had suffered the cruelest persecution in history, why did he have such an ugly laugh?What is this laughter like?He thought for a moment, like Janice, Chandler's girlfriend in "Friends."

Yes, that damn laugh!
"Mo, that guy's laughter is disgusting, I have to blow him up!" Williams wanted the ball.

But expect Jerome Williams to blow up Vin Baker?Mo Mengchen had already seen the picture of Williams striking the iron after the dog barked again and again, and then Baker let out a magical laugh.

I still pray that the silly hat accidentally choked himself to death when he made that small noise, this wish is more realistic.

Mo Mengchen ignored Williams' position, and let Ratliff come out to pick and roll, break through and split the ball.

Ratliff made a jumper from the free throw line.

This routine is already very familiar, and the free throw line is Ratliff's most stable scoring point.

"Australian, don't you want to fight? Come on!"

Peyton yelled loudly.

"Don't call others random nicknames." Mo Mengchen stepped forward and slammed into him, but the referee held his whistle tightly and didn't blow it.

Payton was shocked by Mo Mengchen's confrontation. He didn't knock the man away, and he had already lost the opportunity. He had to pass the ball back to Schramf, who was waiting for the opportunity.

The German ghost takes the ball and shoots.

"boom!"

Ratliff and McIlva went to the perimeter for pick-and-roll and screens, and only Williams and Baker were rebounding at the basket.

Now Williams can't think of helping his teammates pick and roll, because he is not absolutely sure to win the rebound.

Baker was in his final year before his fall, he hadn't gotten drunk yet, and he was still an All-Star insider.

Faced with such an opponent, Williams went all out, but it was difficult to protect this defensive rebound from his men.

Baker gets the rebound and the basket is in sight.

He couldn't wait to make a shot, wanting to help the team get another point.

In desperation, Williams lost his mind and yanked Baker's arm hard. His thinking was correct. Even if you were allowed to make free throws, you would not be allowed to score easily. It is a pity that the incident happened suddenly, and there were inevitably omissions. He missed the hand that held the ball.

Baker was dragged and lost his center of gravity, but the ball holder remained stable.

Under Williams' gaze, Baker made a difficult shot.

The basketball stumbles into the hoop.

Baker waved his arm heavily: "Ahaha! Ahahaha!!!"

"Vin Baker is dominant around the basket!" Sikoma exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone in the Pistons was immersed in Baker's laughter, and there was no time to be distracted.

Williams couldn't hide the frustration on his face. He tried his best but only got fouled.

"You can't compare to him in terms of technology, use your brain." I know this is difficult for you.Mo Mengchen said to Williams.

Baker scored an extra penalty, taking all the team's current scores.

Payton made an extremely strong defense against Mo Mengchen, but Mo Mengchen has seen a stronger defense than this.

This is not Payton's limit. The two have played against each other four times so far. Payton will come up with different defenses every time. It is not that he has not tried the highest intensity defense before. That will not destroy Mo Mengchen, but will also make the opponent get used to high Intensive defense and increased chances of fouls are not worth the candle.

"Come on, Aussie!" Peyton called.

"You are too dissatisfied, I can't satisfy you." Mo Mengchen slammed Payton back, and Hill took the opportunity to run to get the ball.

Peyton stepped forward and gave Mo Mengchen a blow on the back: "Then let me loosen your muscles and bones!"

"I advise you not to do that." Mo Mengchen said with a smile.

When the two were bickering and making small moves, Hill easily broke through the German ghost. He could score by himself, but thinking of Williams' situation, he chose to pass the ball.

He couldn't watch Williams being beaten by Baker and remain indifferent.

"Idiot!" Mo Mengchen cursed secretly.

In Williams' current form, it would be foolish to expect him to respond to Baker.

Hill didn't understand this, and when he passed the ball, he was doomed to return in vain.

Williams had a good chance, and Hill's passing could not be found at all wrong, but unfortunately, he was so nervous and wanted to play well that the ball slipped from his hands.

"Beep!"

"Out of bounds!"

Sikoma teased cruelly: "The farthest distance in this world is not the distance between life and death, but the distance between nine other people on the court who are playing seriously, and Jerome Williams doesn't know where he is standing. .”

"You want to end, Jerome?"

Mo Mengchen's expression was as ugly as a rusty pot bottom, "If you want to end, just say it out loud, don't hold us back!"

Williams didn't dare to answer, let alone look at Mo Mengchen's face, and ran back with his head down.

Hill followed him: "You don't have time to be depressed, keep your head up, and I'll keep passing the ball to you."

Seeing Hill and Williams whispering, Mo Mengchen believed that Hill would continue to pass the ball to him.

Well, let's see if Jerome Williams can rise today.

Mo Mengchen also returned to defense.

(End of this chapter)