In the third quarter of the execution scene, the most devastating goal occurred in the Bulls' last attack.

With 30 seconds left in the third quarter, they will of course let the most confident person get the ball, and Jordan will take the initiative.

There is no need to consider giving him a ball. Even if he doesn't have such a high shooting percentage, the name Michael Jordan alone can give him the ball.

Not to mention, since the opening, Jordan had a helping hand in the three-point line, and in three quarters, he scored 40 points with a super high shooting percentage.

Under the double destruction of his offense and trash talk, Alan Houston was almost collapsed. At this time, the Pistons were 18 points behind, and the Bulls had a chance to penetrate a desperate knife in their chest.

Jordan came over the ball, like a general who was whipping the horse and whipping. His fine steps pierced the defense of the Central Poker King like a sword. In the paint area, the flying man fought against four. He made three consecutive pull-up moves in the air and finally hit a shocking goal.

70 to 50, the Bulls led the Pistons by 20 points, while Jordan scored 42 points with a 100% shooting percentage within the three-point line.

There are 10 seconds left in the third quarter.

At this time, Mo Mengchen also realized that he could not count on Hill or Houston, and he had to do it himself.

Based on his 66 overall evaluation, what can he do in the face of this situation?

In the third quarter, he scored 12 points, 7 rebounds and 5 assists. For him, such data is basically his average data.

He performed so well, but the team was 20 points behind.

Hill scored the most points in the team, who scored 15 points with a terrible shooting percentage, the highest in the team.

What's the use?

The experienced Bulls knew who to deal with. The Pistons' eyes were distracted, and only one of them had a firm expression. They knew who to deal with.

The terrifying defense forced Mo Mengchen to catch the ball on the left, and Pi Peng put forward high pressure to force him. Such intensity made people unable to have any other thoughts.

"There's no time!"

Thorpe came up and gave Mo Mengchen a key cover.

"I'll go fuck you!"

Not to mention that this person is Mo Mengchen, even others, Rodman dared not refuse when he encountered such a moment, not to mention that the other party had offended him severely. At this moment, he just wanted Mo Mengchen to pay the price.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, not because of Rodman's buzzer-beating foul, but Mo Mengchen's way of attacking.

There was nothing special about shooting outside the three-point line, but Mo Mengchen - he shot with his left hand!

What's even more outrageous is that when he took a left-hand shot, the feeling of shooting was completely no different from that of his right hand. He just changed the direction and could not tell at all that there was any awkwardness, as if this was his master's hand.

For a moment, the audience felt that Mo Mengchen was a left-handed.

Rodman destroyed Mo Mengchen's balance and the referee who had been staring at him whistled again.

Hua Dazhe looked back at the basket, he stared at it, and saw the ball hit the rebound with an incredible arc, and then fell into the Nets.

“Oh~~~~~!!!”

"Dor.Mo scored four!"

"He shot with his left hand!"

"He actually shot with his left hand?!"

Rodman was furious and furious: "You turtle bastard are as bullshit as Larry Bird!"

Mo Mengchen stood up straight.

He also has a free throw.

At this time, Hill came to him, Houston walked towards him, and his teammates on the field walked towards him.

They helped him up.

"Is it okay?" Hill asked.

Mo Mengchen said: "It's okay."

Jordan had only one question, with anger: "Who the hell said his left hand was not good?"

"who?"

Longli said: "Maybe it happened?"

"No matter how coincidental it is, shooting without a habitual hand cannot give people the same feeling as the main habitual hand. This cunning bastard, he has been covering up this matter, and he must be planning something!"

Cole had suffered this loss before, and at this moment he was sure that Mo Mengchen's left hand was definitely not his weakness!

Phil Jackson stood on the sidelines, as if watching a treasure I had never seen before.

He lived in the era of Bill Russell and Wilt Chamberlain. He also played against Jabbar, worked as teammates with Fraser, Willis Reed and others. Now he coached the greatest player in history... It can be said that he witnessed the career journey of the top 50 superstars in NBA history, but he really couldn't find another player who was similar to Momonchen.

What kind of person is that he has covered up his greatest strengths for most of the season?

How did he do it?

To this day, the whole league feels that Mo Mengchen's left hand is his weakness.

If he didn't make this left-hand three-pointer tonight...

Even with this three-pointer, countless people will still think it is luck.

Only he knows, only Steve Cole knows, and only the Bull who witnessed this shot with his own eyes knows that this is definitely not fooling!

As usual, Mo Mengchen will hold a small meeting before the free throw.

He stood at the top of the arc and waited for others to come.

Thorpe and Ratliff came to him.

The two of them just arrived at Mo Mengchen's side, and then... they found that Hill was also coming.

Next, Houston.

"Mo, what do you need me to do?" Hill asked.

For the first time ever, Hill and Houston put down their figure and joined the meeting.

"Their defense is not impeccable. Rodman has already had four fouls. I want to hit him!" Mo Mengchen said his goal, "Once the inside loses the barrier, the Bulls' outside defense will also collapse."

Thorpe said: "I heard they are very good at playing without Rodman."

"Of course there is no problem with soft persimmons," Mo Mengchen said proudly, "We are not soft persimmons!"

Houston has a question: "Where am I? What am I doing?"

"Retrieve yourself." After saying that, Mo Mengchen executed a penalty.

"Swish!"

At this point, after the three quarters, Mo Mengchen's last four-pointer helped the Pistons catch the score to 16 points.

“He is challenging us.”

Jordan and Pipen had a clear feeling that the Pistons would not give up. He was headed by Mo Mengchen and was about to counterattack. That goal was a sign of their counterattack.

"Scott, I hope you haven't relaxed yet," Jordan said.

Pipen responded: "As long as you don't relax, I will never relax."

This is how Pipen followed Jordan.

Jordan does whatever he does. If Jordan doesn't train tomorrow, he will not train in order to promote himself as the second player in the team other than Jordan. He comes from the countryside and has a hard time since childhood and has a strong and fragile self-esteem. This is why, when the Zen master arranged the winning goal to Kukoc, he would refuse to play.

Because Jordan was not there at the time, he took it for granted that he should do what Jordan had done, such as deciding the outcome of a game.

In the first goal in the fourth quarter, Jordan led the half and wanted to end with a three-pointer, but Houston seemed to suddenly wake up and enveloped Jordan.

At that time, Jordan was ready to take action, and the sudden defense made him choose to pass the ball.

Pi Peng made a three-pointer from the outside.

He really didn't feel the touch tonight, and he scored this three-pointer again.

Mo Mengchen grabbed the long rebound and was about to push the counterattack, Harper posted it up.

"If you think you can win, then you are really dreaming!" Harper squirted trash words, intending to interfere with Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen pulled the ball back and accelerated from the sideline. After half the game, the Bulls' defense was already in place.

"Not called a pick-and-roll, Dor.Mo singles out Ron Harper!"

"This is a scene that we don't see often."

Harper never thought that Mo Mengchen would dare to fight him one-on-one. He was about to use his strength to make this young man pay the price.

"Left hand again!"

Harper is already on guard, and it is not surprising that Mo Mengchen activated with his left hand, and there is no secret on him.

Even a defender as experienced as Harper would suffer a loss of rhythm. Mo Mengchen's left hand breakthrough was rapid, but this was not his full speed. Harper took twelve points to be careful and eventually suffered a great loss - behind Mo Mengchen's racket, he simply changed direction behind his back, shook Harper's center of gravity to one side, and pointed the sword straight to the basket.

He found Rodman.

"Damn it! Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am?"

Rodman was furious and his biggest compliment to a defender was that the offensive side would take a detour when he saw him. Usually, Rodman was the one who was scary, but now, his opponent actually came to him directly as a soft persimmon.
To be continued...