Chapter 150 Scotty, go steal Iron Fist’s girlfriend and make him mad

Author: Dong Wangyi

Chapter 150 Scotty, go steal Iron Fist’s girlfriend and make him mad

At the end of the quarter, the Bulls attacked.

Zhou Quan followed Jordan on the right wing, and as soon as the latter passed the center line, he asked for the ball.

He became more vigilant because this was a style of play that Jordan had never seen before. He had been playing without the ball before, but now he controls the ball himself?

"Could it be?"

He immediately figured out that today his defense was too tight and it was difficult for Jordan to catch the ball. He needed to use pick-and-rolls and his shots were hasty. This was to hold the ball from the beginning to avoid being chased by him.

The strongest singles ability with the ball to defeat him?

On the right wing, Jordan dribbles close to the three-point line and is also very cautious.

He had the ball intercepted once by Zhou Quan today. Pippen and Paxson passed the ball to him and were intercepted once each. Now in the most critical final quarter, he did not want to have the ball intercepted, which would greatly damage his morale.

In the last game, he attacked Zhou Quan's psychology through consecutive steals and finally won the game.

Zhou Quan took small steps backward to defend, reaching out to poke the ball from time to time to interfere with Jordan's dribbling, trying to disrupt the opponent's rhythm and capture fleeting opportunities.

He took another small step back and placed his right foot on the three-point line. At this moment, Jordan dribbled downward and the ball escaped his hand.

"That's it now."

At this moment, he suddenly stepped forward to counterattack. His right foot that had just retreated suddenly took a big step forward, and his right hand suddenly thrust forward.

"careful!"

Ringo Wilson blurted out.

At this moment on the court, Jordan's nerves tensed up, and he immediately reacted to protect the ball, pushing forward with his left elbow and pulling the ball back at the same time.

The next moment, Zhou Quan squatted powerfully with his left foot, his body was in front of Jordan, and he made a stabbing motion with his left hand.

Jordan immediately turned right to pass, but Zhou Quan was prepared and immediately moved sideways to the right to block the pass.

"Jordan failed to break through," Robert Guida said loudly.

"Not necessarily." Ringo Wilson immediately replied.

At this time, Jordan retreated back again. When Zhou Quan followed up, he suddenly turned around again and headed towards the top of the key.

"Pick and roll."

Zhou Quan immediately knew that Jordan was going to use the pick-and-roll.

At this moment, he made the decision to double-team Joe Dumars to force Jordan to take a shot or force him to pass the ball.

At this moment, Joe Dumars also made the decision to switch defense.

Whether to switch defenses depends on whether it will allow the opponent to gain a mismatch advantage. He is originally a shooting guard, and the Pistons have always guarded Jordan with him, so he did not hesitate to make the decision to switch defenses at this time.

In the next moment, Zhou Quan's feet suddenly changed direction, from the right side, that is, the side closer to the baseline, bypassing John Paxson who was doing the pick-and-roll, and pounced on Jordan, who had just passed the top of the key.

In the previous moment, Jordan and John Paxson passed each other. He also predicted that Joe Dumars would definitely change defense, so as soon as he got behind Paxson, he immediately changed direction downwards and forcibly crushed Joe Dumas.

The ball breaks through.

Joe Dumars was too small, with only the weight of a point guard and poor confrontation ability. Jordan resisted his defense and crossed the top of the arc in one step, and then approached the free throw line with the second step.

The free throw line, including the left and right elbow areas, is one of the areas where he is best at shooting. In these areas, his shots will be more accurate.

He reached the free throw line in two steps, and the next moment, he immediately stopped and shot a fadeaway jumper.

Joe Dumars jumped to block the shot, but his hand only reached Jordan's elbow, which was too far.

But at this moment, Zhou Quan pounced over, flew up from one side, and then jumped from behind Jordan.

"Crack!"

Jordan felt the wind howling on the right side and a shadow approaching quickly. Then with a crisp sound, the ball he was about to take but had not yet taken action was actually snatched away.

"boom!"

At this moment, the Palace of Mount Auburn was like a hurricane passing through, and earth-shattering shouts roared out, sweeping in all directions.

"Iron Fist?"

Jordan stumbled back after landing. When he turned around, he saw a player wearing the red, white and blue jersey that he hated so much. He was holding the ball with all his strength and heading toward the Pistons' frontcourt. His jersey number was No. 1.

"Damn it! I was blocked by him?!"

At this moment, his competitive spirit was so strong that his eyes were splitting. Not only was it a block, it could also be counted as a shot. It didn't matter if he was being done like this by an inside man or even a small forward. The key point was that Iron Fist was still a point guard. He was beaten by a

He is ten centimeters shorter than him as a point guard.

"No, it's a sneak attack!"

He thought angrily as he chased after her.

"Bang!"

Even though he had to save energy, Zhou Quan still took off the ball with all his strength and used a powerful tomahawk chop, which made the cheers from the Palace of Auburn Hills even more intense.

"victory!"

After dunking, he punched the audience and shouted.

The morale of the veterans in the Yang Committee could not last long, so he would use every opportunity to boost their morale, feed them some pellets, and give them a shot of adrenaline.

He must win this game.

"Victory! Victory! Victory..."

The on-site commentator, the bearded John Rowes, immediately started to lead the rhythm, and then all the home team fans cheered wildly, and the palace of Auburn Hills sounded a unified voice of victory, the momentum was so loud that it shook the earth.

"Victory! Victory..."

Inspired by 20,000 people, whether it was Joe Dumars, John Salley and Rodman on the court, or the assassins on the bench, they were all pumping their fists and roaring with excitement at this time, with adrenaline rushing like crazy.

Morale has been raised to the extreme.

In the TNT commentary box, Robert Guida said excitedly: "The momentum, the momentum of the Pistons has been established. The Pistons at this moment are like a sharp knife, which will pierce the strong bull with one knife."

"..."

Ringo Wilson opened his mouth and closed it again.

"We'll give you one more."

Jordan yelled as hard as he could, but as soon as his voice came out of his mouth, it was blown away and drowned by the high-pitched shouts from the Palace of Auburn Hills.

In the backcourt, John Paxson advanced with the ball.

At this moment, it was like taking three tubes of adrenaline. Joe Dumas was in a very excited state. In his excited state, his reactions and speed were all improved.

Suddenly, he took a step forward and reached out to poke the ball. After knocking the ball away, he jumped forward. Paxson fell to the ground together. The moment he fell, his hand first touched the ball, and then he threw the ball toward the goalkeeper.

Zhou Quan made a push.

"Steal the ball, steal the ball again! Iron Fist..."

Bearded John Rowes reacted super quickly and roared.

"No, the ball was stolen!"

In the TNT commentary box, Ringo Wilson exclaimed.

Zhou Quan's reaction speed was even a little faster than Jordan's. He was in front of Jordan. The moment Joe Dumas stepped forward to grab the ball, he reacted immediately, taking a step immediately and blocking the ball.

It got between Jordan and John Paxson, cutting off their passing and receiving lines.

After Michael Jordan reacted, he was about to meet Paxson, but was blocked. He could only go around.

But at this moment, Joe Dumars hit the ball over, Zhou Quan blocked the front and rushed over immediately, while Jordan fell behind.

"Fight back! Fight back!"

When he saw Zhou Quan picking up the floor ball, the bearded John Lowes roared excitedly.

"Shet!"

When Zhou Quan picked up the ball and headed towards the basket, Jordan was still two steps behind. Although he was still trying to accelerate, he knew he couldn't catch up.

"Bang!"

With a tomahawk chop and a bang, the Palace of Mount Auburn was like a silent mountain fire that suddenly rekindled and surged into the sky with great momentum.

"This bull is in trouble!"

Far away in Chicago, Zhang Lili shook his head and said.

"Old Zhang, didn't Zhou Quan invite you to watch a game in Detroit a few days ago? Why don't you go?" His wife suddenly asked.

"It's been several days, and you're just asking?" Zhang Li said with a smile.

"I forgot, I'll ask as soon as I remember." His wife said casually.

Zhang Lili said helplessly: "Oh, I said before that I would help him contact the national team, but it didn't work out. How can I still have the nerve to meet him?"
To be continued...