You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

The public opinion elicited by Hill’s words has not affected the Pistons, because they are winning streak, and these things can not cause trouble to them.

But now there is no trouble, it does not mean that there will never be, because they will always lose.

The next night.

Battle with the Jazz.

The Jazz has the most precise positioning, the master with the strongest ball handling, and the core and role with the strongest execution. What effect will the attack of these people play? Just one word: precise.

On the basis of precision, they are also practitioners of the iron-blooded defense of the 1990s.

High-intensity confrontation, black elbows within the scope of the rule, once unstoppable, the foul is extremely fierce, these are the pistons are not good at coping.

Faced with such enemies, they trailed by 15 points at halftime.

The Jazz sent Brian Russell to mark Mo Mengchen and gave high confrontation, which made him feel completely lost.

Hill lost himself in the Pistons' high confrontation and fierce foul.

The only person in the team who played normally was Alan Houston. If it weren't for him, this game would go into garbage time at halftime.

"Jazz showed us the strength of the super team."

"From now on, I will be a supporter of the Jazz, and they have shown the strongest fighting power in the West tonight!"

Finals: The Jazz slaughtered the Pistons 31 points 108-77.

Houston scored 27 points, if not him, the game tonight will be even more embarrassing.

Malone played a horrible 39+18, plus Stockton's 15+15. Compared with them, the two Pistons commanders, Hill and Mo Mengchen combined only 24 points and 14 assists.

"We encountered some problems tonight," Hill explained. "Utah is tougher than us. They are very old. They have played in a mature system for many years. They are more skilled than us. We are still adapting to the new system. ."

Mo Mengchen was much more direct than him: "There is no excuse, except Alan, the rest of us are playing like shit."

The effects of this incident are also terrible.

What Hill said a few days ago now becomes salt on the wound.

"The offense lost its effect, and the Pistons began to stop and fall into the abyss."

"If they can determine the direction during the offseason, they should be able to control the run now, but unfortunately, the thing that Doug Collins likes to do is to temporarily hold the Buddha's feet, this can't blame him, I just for Dor.Mo, Grant. Hill felt sorry."

"It can be seen that Grant has a lot of resentment. He is the one who has sacrificed the most for this system, and now he has to work hard to integrate into this system."

"So, what is Doug Collins doing? Throughout the offseason, he made a ridiculous deal and then signed for Barkley? If we can ignore Dor.Mo's own operation for Barkley, this is indeed Doug. Credit, but it’s not. Without Dor.Mo, Charles would go to Houston and New York, but he would never come to Motor City."

Collins's chief assistant, Mark Jones, is also fanning the flames: "The current system is very suitable for the team, but there is no system that can be used immediately. Unfortunately, we are not prepared in the offseason."

The negative comments on Collins were so overwhelming that he was almost overwhelmed.

The next day's training

Before training, Collins somberly summoned the players: "From today, everyone should not be interviewed in private!"

This hard requirement was for Jones, and his words in the media embarrassed Collins.

The angry head coach swept around Hill and Mo Mengchen. He knew that this could not be blamed on Hill. He was unintentional. He was just used by reporters.

However, if he is not so big mouth, these things will not happen.

In the later match, Zina McLean, who served as the referee, served as the referee.

No matter how much the black team did, his whistle did not sound, and Hill’s white team immediately whistle as long as there is a little confrontation.

Such unbalanced blows made Mo Mengchen play 10 to 0 in a few minutes.

"Please, can you be fair?" Houston complained loudly.

McLean looked at it coldly, and Hill pulled Houston away, saying it was useless.

The game, which was originally full of confrontation, suddenly changed its flavor. The white team is competing with McClan, and the movements are getting bigger and bigger.

Until Mo Mengchen's layup was overturned by Williams on the ground, Collins ran away: "Are you all fighting against me?"

"This is just a match, what do you want to do?" Collins shouted.

Williams did not dare to argue with it. He kept silent, and Hill was extremely dissatisfied. He did not speak in order to maintain his gentlemanly manner.

Houston, the dumbfounder, was too late to see Collins angry, and he was afraid to argue with him.

The black team was originally the beneficiary. They knew that the scale of the whistle was strange, but Collins was in the early stages for Mo Mengchen, and they couldn't say anything.

"It's okay, Jerome."

Mo Mengchen's voice took away Collins' anger, as well as the attention of others.

He patted his **** and stood up, his eyes cold as a beast in the jungle, staring straight at McLan.

If he says he wants to kill Macland alive, it is estimated that those present will also believe it.

"Mo... what's wrong with you?" McClan took a step back in fear.

"Oh, what's wrong with me? How did you ask this sentence that caused me to drop a big heel?"

Mo Mengchen walked in front of her, ignoring the amazed Collins; "If you have menstruation, just stand aside and sulky yourself, don't spill your **** on others!"

"I..."

McLean just got Collins's order to give Hill an embarrassment, and didn't expect Momon Chen to profit from her because of this.

If Hill's blame is Hill, this is much easier to handle.

"Mo, the person who caused you to wrestle was Jerome, Zina, she..." Gentry wanted to speak for McClan.

Mo Mengchen shouted: "If she maintains the scale of the game, this game will not be like this! What the **** do you want to do?"

Collins found that things were out of control, which was completely out of his control.

"Mo, maybe Zina's punishment has some problems, but he is also to avoid injuries due to too strong confrontation, we can no longer reduce staff." Collins said in a good tone.

Mo Mengchen said with a sneer: "Really? Why did we lay off staff because of the excessive confrontation during training? This is not the reason for her whistling at all! It's her who made things like this, what is she trying to do?"

In an instant, the eyes of all players focused on McLean.

Macland was so upset that she glanced subconsciously at Collins.

Both Hill and Dumas noticed this reaction, and the principal behind the incident was clearly revealed.

"Zina, you did not do it right."

Collins swallowed his anger, "However, the game will continue."

"If the referee is her, I will not fight." Mo Mengchen took off the jersey.

"Then let others play!" Collins yelled, "JD, you come!"

Dumas laughed: "Sorry, I am older and I can't fight such a big confrontation."

The face of the head coach is worthless at this moment, Collins only wants to teach Hill a lesson, and now Mo Mengchen jumps out to make him face clean, he just wants to suppress this rebellious flame.

"Kenny, you come to fight!" Collins yelled.

Where does Smith mix this muddy water? He shook his head and said, "Coach, I've finished training, and I can't get physically active. I don't want to be injured!"

"Downey!"

Collins looked at Downey Boyce like an injured beast.

This second round of the 95th round has been staring at Mo Mengchen's position, and should not be rejected at this moment.

"Okay, let me fight!" Boyce thought this was his chance.

Mo Mengchen just sneered.

Collins looked at everyone: "Go ahead and fight."

"Coach, I don't play."

Luis M. Roll took off the jersey.

Then, Ratliff, Reid, Wallace did the same thing.

Hill and others did not speak, but just took off the jersey of the match.

"Donny, you play alone, no, maybe you can call other coaches to play together."

Mo Mengchen smiled and said to others: "A new cold drink shop has been opened outside. Who will accompany me?"

Except Downey Boyce, everyone else followed Mo Mengchen.

In the vast training hall, there is only one Downey Boyce who can't even play garbage.

McClan panicked;

Gentry is in a dilemma;

Mark Jones and others were sad on their faces, and their hearts blossomed, and they stepped forward and asked, "Doug, what... what to do?"

The irrational Collins shouted at Jones: "How the **** do I know?"

...

"Mo, do you have to make things like this?"

The business of the cold drink shop is particularly prosperous. They did not expect to welcome a group of VIPs. This group of people packed up the entire store and drank water, ate desserts, and played cards.

Hill sat across from Mo Mengchen and asked this sentence~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There are some bad signs. You can't wait for it to sprout and deal with it. The easiest way is to pull up the roots before the signs grow. . "

"They can do hands and feet in the competition today, and they can do hands and feet in other places tomorrow. I believe you are like me, just want to train well and play well."

Mo Mengchen stared at Hill's eyes as the moonlight shone into the ground: "The person who interferes with me, I will find a way to kick him away."

"Doug is the general manager and the head coach, you treat him so..."

"Oh," Mo Mengchen laughed sarcastically, "How can there be a permanent general manager and head coach?"

Hill froze.

"To tell me, you have done too much today." Dumas said.

Mo Mengchen said: "When they calm down, I should apologize, but I will not regret it."