Chapter Fifty-Six: The Ability to Collect Races

Chen Mo underestimated the determination of the Pistons tonight, they had been in a stalemate with the Bobcats, and until the last three minutes of the game, they still maintained the pressure on the Bobcats. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Damn!" Chen Mo gritted his teeth, all he wanted was to lock in the victory as soon as possible.

The few good balls that Chen Mo passed to his teammates today were all wasted by his teammates. And Jackson seems to be too excited and aggrieved for too long today, and the power of several shots has been used too much.

His teammates couldn't score, so Chen Mo decided to come by himself!

In this offense, Chen Mo controlled the ball at the top of the arc, and in the face of Prince, the frequency of his possession of the ball suddenly accelerated, pulling the ball sideways outside the three-point line, and shooting in the face of Prince's long arm.

He didn't shoot quickly, his movements were handsome, and his body was still leaning back, he had already calculated that he couldn't be covered by Prince, and Prince didn't dare to make any bigger foul moves. He has already been charged with one first-degree malicious foul, and if he is whistled for another first-degree malicious foul, he can only go to the locker room to cheer on his old friends.

The three-pointer drilled into the basket, a real hollow ball.

Maddy then assisted Hamilton on a mid-range shot, and the Pistons continued to maintain the score gap.

Chen Mo quickly dribbled the ball through the half court, ran to the low post and saw the opportunity to give the ball to Jackson on the outside. Jackson dribbled to the left waist, and Chen Mo also ran backwards to the left waist. Gerald Wallace cut to the basket, Jackson passed the ball to Chen Mo, and then crossed in front of Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took the ball immediately after he took it, but he didn't stand firm under his feet, and his body was crooked when he jumped. But he didn't have a defender in front of him, and no one could interfere with him. Although he doesn't dare to say that he has such a shot every time, the success rate is also extremely high.

Chen Mo hit three points again, and the difference was widened.

Although the three-point shot is not as powerful as the dunk, it is not as domineering as the big center's strong attack under the basket. But he has a unique charisma.

The time when the ball flies in the air makes people expect him to score? It's exciting to score, but it's embarrassing not to score. Sometimes it's a three-pointer at this critical moment, and scoring or not scoring is enough to affect a game, or even the ownership of a ring.

The Auburn Hills Palace, which was deafening just now, suddenly became quieter.

However, it was Maddie who gritted his teeth and burst to the basket, his feet swayed continuously, picked up Kwame Brown, and then easily put the ball in the basket.

But it was just a simple action, and Maddie slowly moved back to participate in the defense by covering his back.

Maddie's back was almost to the point where he couldn't continue the game.

"Tracy, why don't you get out of the game?" Hamilton said with concern.

Maddie let go of her hand, moved her shoulders, shook her arm, and said firmly, "No!"

After Chen Mo dribbled past half the court, he found that the Pistons' defensive formation had changed, they were all stepping on the three-point line to defend, and even Big Ben was near the free throw line, it seemed that he was going to defend Chen Mo's shot.

Chen Mo frowned slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "Are you here to defend the shot?" Do you think I won't break through?"

Chen Mo beckoned to block and dismantle Kwame Brown, he wanted to play big.

As soon as he blocked and dismantled, Chen Mo rushed directly to the basket. Big Ben interfered on the side, and Prince had blocked the route of Chen Mo's breakthrough.

Chen Mo put the ball in front of him, and his feet were about to change direction. However, Pulis's center of gravity had just shifted, and Chen Mo pulled the ball back.

The body moves in the opposite direction of the ball, and the rhythm changes extremely quickly, and the old guy of the Pistons can't keep up with his rhythm.

Chen Mo burst in at once, and he attracted the defense again. Seeing Hamilton and Maddie coming towards this side, although Chen Mo didn't see his teammates running, he was almost certain that there must be his teammates under the basket through the results of his previous observations.

Chen Mo didn't dare to send a straight plug to the basket, after all, the speed was too fast, and he jumped up and threw the ball to the basket with a throwing technique. This way the ball is slow and teammates have enough time to react. Whoever it is, they're sure to get the ball in.

Sure enough, on top of the basket, a pair of big black hands grabbed the ball, and then changed the trajectory of the basketball and smashed the ball into the basket.

Chen Mo really didn't expect this person to be Kwame Brown, this kid actually took the initiative to cut the basket.

"Kwame, this empty cut is beautiful. Chen Mo gave a thumbs up and praised.

Kwame-Brown smiled and scratched her head, looking a little innocent. Today he was sprayed by Chen Mo and Gerald, but he didn't have a psychological breakdown today, but was a little enlightened.

Two three-pointers, an air relay after an assist, the Bobcats scored 8 points in a row. And then, Maddie's three-point shot, and Kwame Brown didn't let Ben Wallace grab the rebound again. And after Kwame Brown grabbed the rebound, he also waved his elbow. Then he passed the ball to Chen Mo, and the Bobcat pushed back.

As it turns out, as time goes by, the Pistons' veterans have dropped so much that their awareness of retreat is still there, but there is no speed. The brain is aware, but the person can't come back.

Chen Mo seized the opportunity of the Pistons' unstable defensive footing, and scored a three-pointer at a 45-degree angle on the right side of the three-point line.

Three three-pointers in a row, the entire Auburn Hills Palace was silent.

The audience was stunned, and even the Pistons, a group of battle-hardened veterans, were stunned. I've never seen a three-point shot thrown like this, and if you don't agree with it, you can throw three points, and the most important thing is that you can still throw it in.

The Detroit native still didn't want to give up, and one of Hamilton's desperate layups was violated by Kwame Brown. Although the referee's whistle blew, Hamilton was lying on the ground clutching his knees with a painful expression.

It took Hamilton a long time to come back to his senses, and I don't know if he was seriously injured, or if he was gritting his teeth and persevering.

Only one of the two free throws, after the free throw, Hamilton finally seemed to be unable to hold on, he was unwilling to go off the court.

Chen Mo secretly stretched out his thumb to Kwame Brown, this foul is fierce, even if it is worth paying for one foul.

The score difference has gradually widened, but Chen Mo's performance is not over yet. He dribbled just past half court and hit a three-point shot without warning. The ball bounced straight at the front of the basket and then crashed into the basket.

Chen Mo made his hands look like he was holding a sniper rifle and "fired a shot" in the direction of the basket.

This is a move that he used to like to do, this is the representative of the White Death, and this is the first time this move has appeared on the NBA court!

After a series of hearty scores, Chen Mo once again regained the feeling of the White Reaper, and the iron-blooded Piston Five Tigers, although tragic, could only fall under the sniper rifle of the White Reaper.

The Pistons didn't fall, they continued their charge, but they couldn't close the gap under the white terror, let alone turn the score around.

The game was taken away by Chen Mo's sudden outburst, and then it was time for Chen Mo to settle accounts with some people.