"Listen to the cheers at the scene, the fans here are tired of losing.

Vinier Johnson has been very depressed recently. Not only because of the Pistons' performance, he also caused a scandal - being abused by domestic violence. Not only did he say that there was a shrew who was unfaithful at home, but his work was also unhappy. The team originally wanted to rise, but suddenly a team conflict broke out, and then a six-game losing streak was inexplicably a bit like riding a roller coaster, but as a strong team, you can't let fans take a roller coaster.

A strong team means stability. Those unstable strong teams will at most leave traces of "Someone's first round trip" in the playoffs, and then quietly withdraw from the stage.

His partner Woods Seyze expressed optimism: "Don't worry, they will definitely be able to get back their previous form."

"I hope." Johnson looked down at the players of the two teams who were warming up, and said with some expectations, "They must not want to lose tonight, because the opponent is the Suns, and Charles and them can be considered a peaceful breakup."

Before the game started, Barkley walked slowly to the court and hugged and signaled to Kay Johnson, the old friend who had fought with him for many years.

"Brother, I won't show mercy tonight." Buck used his strength to hug Johnson, "I'll give you a suggestion, don't block my way."

Johnson smiled and said, "Don't worry, I must have committed the most serious rule in history in your life."

The Suns coach, Danny Angie, who made Barkley leave the team with one hand, did not want to see Johnson and Barkley perform so well.

No matter how good their friendship is, both sides are now opponents.

In his era, what should the opponent do? Fist greets.

Anji was still young at this time, not as cunning as later. If he were later, he would never have broken up with Barkley. Even if he wanted to leave, he would have to squeeze his value out. For example, making a deal to see if he could find a person who was eager to make the team rise. He was stupid and the Russian boss who was rushing to make the team rise.

"Amil, this!"

Ephraim and Adrian took the spot in advance, and Medela arrived late, but at least he was not late, so he arrived before the game started.

"Luckily, I'm rushing." Medela held popcorn in both hands, and Adrian was confused.

Ephraim did not want her little brother to be addicted to these foods that would make his figure continue to develop horizontally, but it is impossible to stop it now.

"Eat slowly, Adrian," said Ephraim.

He didn't say it, but when he said it, it seemed like he was afraid of being robbed, and he ate it voraciously, making them the most unique scenery in the family area.

"Oh my God, has that little brother never eaten popcorn in his eight lives?"

Jerome Williams opened his mouth and suddenly felt hungry.

"Do you want to die? That's my dad's girlfriend's younger brother!" Don Reed kicked Williams in the butt.

Williams rubbed his buttocks and laughed, "Then...that shouldn't be like this, right? It's not a rare thing."

"If you want to become an unknown corpse on the Overpass, you can continue to talk about it, don't get close to me, I don't know anything." Reed put his hands empty, getting further and further away from Williams.

Mo Mengchen didn't notice the movement here, but just practiced shooting seriously.

Before the game started, Collins tried to set tactics for his players, but except for Hill and Mo Mengchen who seemed to listen to him carefully, everyone's eyes were blurred.

He seemed to be the teacher in the bad boy class, while Mo Mengchen and Hill were poor students who were embarrassed to not listen carefully in the front row.

Perfunctory and playful, what he did is meaningless.

The game is about to begin, and the Pistons' starting lineup is Momonchen, Hill, Michael Curry, Barkley, and Ratliff.

On the Suns, the starting lineups are Kay Johnson, Rex Chapman, Michael Finley, Danny Manning, and Hort Rod Williams.

The three frontcourt players are slow and stunningly athletic, while the two backcourt players lack height. They look no different from the team that was scored by Jordan in 1993. The backcourt lacks height and Barkley is missing in the penalty area.

In terms of jumping balls, the Suns Williams' advantage is not obvious. He is a typical player who will be forgotten completely once he retires. He averages 108 data per game all year round. In this era of inside monsters, this data is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary.

Ratliff is not much different from his height, and his bounce speed gives him the advantage when he jumps.

Together, Ratliff gave the racket to Momonchen.

“Beautiful job!”

The irritable Barkley roared, and his sandbag-like arm rose up and asked for the ball to Mo Mengchen.

So excited?

Mo Mengchen sent the ball out on the spot, and Kai Johnson couldn't even press on.

"It seems you are sure that Chuck can kill him tonight?" Johnson asked with a smile.

Mo Mengchen turned around and walked back. It was obvious that Barkley's attack was about to begin, and this scene was too strange. The fans didn't even have time to show doubt. Barkley carried Manning's body and crushed it into the penalty area and forced a score.

"Your people can't stop me!"

With a strong attack, Barkley rushed to Angie and roared.

Anji's face was extremely gloomy. This was undoubtedly a provocation to him. He would never accept such a provocation. He deliberately asked Manning to go out to play the pick-and-roll together.

Manning received the ball after pick-and-roll, and his glory has disappeared, but no one will forget how much he was expected almost ten years ago.

If it is not an injury, the league's superstar manual should have an extra name.

Even though he was troubled by injuries, he still averaged 207.

Barkley followed, his shape was extremely terrifying, but he couldn't scare Manning. He drove his body and took a sudden step, breaking through Barkley's defense and scoring in the flying basket.

It's simply unbelievable that this is an action that a 208 cm four or five swinger can do.

twenty two

"Theo, pay attention to assisting defense." Mo Mengchen shouted.

Ratliff nodded.

"Give me!"

Barkley raised his hand and shouted.

Mo Mengchen shook his head helplessly, stopped the tactics, let everyone pull it apart, and then hit the ball.

Barkley came tonight with murderous aura. He was going to swallow his opponent alive, and everyone could feel this power in him.

Manning and Barkley have had a fight many times and have some understanding of each other, but recently Barkley has rarely attacked with all his strength like tonight.

The tank-like body drove the 198 cm body to break away from the 208 cm Manning. There was no way, this was the difference between 130 kg and 105 kg.

Barkley arched to the basket like a monster, and then scored hard.

"Chuck!"

"Chuck!"

The audience danced for it. Barkley had been with the team for so long, and this game tonight was undoubtedly the strongest opening performance he had ever played.

"Mo, how did I fight?" Barkley asked loudly.

Mo Mengchen said: "Maybe it was a wrong decision to make you lose weight?"

"Haha! Must!" Barkley was proud and gave Angie another proud face.

Angie doesn't want to devote the whole team to fight Barkley. Barkley is not even the most difficult player of the Pistons - those two people have not taken action yet.

Anji looked at Hill, then Mo Mengchen, especially Mo Mengchen...

Damn it, what a great player.

He has been waiting for Mo Mengchen to enter the trough. As long as he performs sluggishly, Angie will make a deal with the Pistons. Maybe that will really get him, but he has never hit the wall, and maybe he will never hit the wall that 99% of rookies will hit.

Johnson took the ball, and Momonchen's defense was in front of him.

"There are a lot of flaws, doctor."

Johnson can be regarded as Westbrook who has been completely weakened. At least in terms of physical fitness, these two people have some similarities.

As for sending the team to the crematorium without thinking, the similarity between the two men is 100%.

His explosion made Mo Mengchen envious, and he passed by in one step.

There was no time to react. With Mo Mengchen's current lateral movement speed, if he could not make predictions in advance, it would be impossible to defend Johnson with top athletic defense.

You know, this is not Johnson at his peak, but in fact this is his peak tail.

His last season averaged 20 points per game.

Despite this, Mo Mengchen was helpless between him and his side, so he had to watch him enter the basket to challenge Ratliff's defense.

This is a crazy defender who can dunk Olajuwon. Ratliff's defense is still a little tender, and he forced him to hit 21.

"Mo, your defense is really not good~!"

Johnson shouted back.

You don't need to remind me about this.

Mo Mengchen had a meeting outside.

Curry suggested: "I'll guard against him."

"Feasable." Mo Mengchen is not a fool, this is the easiest solution.

He and Curry are not as fast as Johnson, but Curry knows better how to deal with sports monsters like Johnson.

Both of the Suns' defenders are players who are not tall, and Mo Mengchen and Curry are the same as how they change defense.

"Swish!"

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"Come on, Mo!" Johnson said provocatively.

Mo Mengchen stopped one meter outside the three-point line and pulled up...

"No?"

It's true that Mo Mengchen was not overwhelmed, it was a pass.

Barkley cut into the basket, grabbed the ball and dunked it, and scored 6 points in a row! 12
Chapter completed!