Wave your hands, clench your fists, and shake your arms.

Larry Brown's words are sonorous, and it comes up with a meal of chicken blood and sticks.

was beaten 11:2 at the beginning, trailing by 9 points, and let that little miscellaneous hair score 5 points and 2 assists, although there was no actual damage, but he still felt pain in his cheeks.

After the contradiction between him and Mo Wen was made public, was it only Mo Wen who was questioned?

Some time ago, when Mo Wen played a consecutive triple-double, he was the one who was questioned the most, except for Dumas.

In front of Larry Brown's spittle, a group of Pistons players were also helpless.

Mo Wen, the former "salted fish", has developed muscles and sharp teeth; O'Neill is still at his peak, and it is also a reality that one ball can dunk two people; Wade's explosive performance of 30+ consecutive games in the first few games cannot be ignored.

When a team has three strong scoring points, no matter how well the defense works, they can't target all of them.

What should I do if I can't prevent it?

The head coach of the Pistons 15 years ago, Chuck Daley, gave the answer, "I want to see blood!" ”

This piston is not so violent, but the upper strength is also certain.

After the timeout, the Heat players on the court noticed that the Pistons players were suddenly moving bigger.

Whether it's offense or defense, the intensity of this game suddenly rises to the intensity of the playoffs.

Swing elbows, pinch waists, push people.

The referee also had a sudden seizure, and there was no intention of blowing the penalty.

Mo Wen faced Hamilton after holding the ball and blocking it, and broke through to the middle distance with a smooth dribble rhythm and a few shoulder swings, and when he made a pull-up jump shot, his ribs on one side were suddenly attacked, and at the same time, a pair of big hands were also placed in front of him, interfering.

"Oh hoo." Mo Wentong shrank in the hole, endured the pain or made the shooting action in place, and threw the ball out.

When-

The basketball bounced off the basket, spun around twice in the mouth, and fell into the net bag.

Who's going to him again? - Chauncey? Rashid? Or Big Ben?

When he turned around, Mo Wen found that the owner of the elbow turned out to be the harmless baby face of humans and animals.

"Ha, good job, you've grown up with Tyshawn." Mo Wen patted Prince's arm as if he didn't care about this trick.

"You taught me, Mo, all for victory. We're no longer teammates. ”

Prince pursed his lips and whispered.

"yes, we're not teammates anymore... It's just, I don't know if you're really ready? ”

Mo Wen shook his head slightly, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes as he looked at Prince.

"Ready? What to prepare? ”

Prince was a little confused, but he didn't mean to explain.

The sudden increase in the intensity of the confrontation made the rest of the Heat team uncomfortable, and the difference between the two teams gradually approached in this situation, and in just 5 minutes, the original 9-point difference was only 2 points.

After knowing that Van Gundy called a timeout, the Heat players gradually understood and adapted.

And somehow, Mo Wen, who was taken care of by the five Pistons, although he also started in various ways, the impulse in his heart became stronger and stronger.

In reality, for the sake of good health, he has always used a healthy and low-confrontation style of play, but in the dungeon game that never stopped, his style of play was quite crazy.

- The confrontation is full, and only those who stand are qualified to play.

His madness is to do his best to win the game and get rewards, but also to vent his inner irritability.

Compared with the floor flow style in reality, he is more accustomed to and prefers the crazy style of play in the dungeon, so it can also be said that he has been suppressing and sealing himself.

Originally, according to the plan, after he practiced the confrontation attribute, he could change his style of play in reality, but today, in the face of the "provocation" of his old teammates and the gaze of Larry Brown next to him, he really couldn't help it.

With 80 seconds left in the first quarter, the defense after a change of defense sensed Billups' intention to swing his elbow, Mo Wen did not dodge as usual, but leaned sideways to meet it.

Winter –

After a muffled thud of muscles, Mo Wen's large hand slipped along Hamilton's arm, severing the basketball that was about to bounce into Billups' hand.

Immediately Billups felt the soft flesh around his waist be pushed against him, and before he could taste the familiar pain, a cold wind blew in his ears.

"How do you feel, Chaunse?"

"Fake, you kid... Tap. Billups gritted his teeth and suppressed his voice.

Coming to the offensive round again, after playing a block with Wade, Mo Wen, who switched to Billups, gave his teammates a pull away gesture.

And when the lineup was opened, Mo Wen did not rush to attack, but walked on the court with his old friend, while holding the ball firmly behind the right side of his body, he said to Billups.

"Do you know the difference between the current Pistons and the 'Bad Boy Army' in history?"

"Don't try to distract me, you kid, it's not good for me." Billups sneered, his eyes did not relax at all, staring at Mo Wen's body.

Ignoring Billups' words, Mo Wen continued to himself, "Compared to the real bad boys, you are too sensible and not crazy enough. The real 'bad boys' can be desperate to win, and they are crazy, and you guys are far from it. ”

"Huh? What the hell are you talking about? Billups frowned, suddenly a little unintelligible about what Mo Wen was trying to say.

"I mean, I want to try and give it my all... Kill Detroit, so bring out all your strength, Chauncey! ”

At the moment when he finished saying this, Billups felt that the momentum of the person in front of him had changed, and looked up at Mo Wen's eyes - he was a serious person, and he couldn't read anything that was thin and bloodthirsty, but what he could see was that those eyes seemed to be glowing!

It's like a hungry wolf ready to hunt.

At the moment when Billups was stunned, Mo Wen shook his back and started.

After two rapid dribbles, he left Billups behind, and looked at Big Ben, who came to help the defense, and didn't mean to dodge, dodging half a step with a non-decelerating change of direction when he was close to the first half of the step, and then dunked the ball into the basket when there seemed to be physical contact, but in fact there was basically no confrontation.

Bang –

Looking at Mo Wen on the swing on the basket and Da Ben who was stunned on the side, the entire court fell into a short silence.

Big Van Gundy took off his glasses and rubbed them vigorously.

"I think it's time for me to change my glasses, I actually saw Wade as Mo just now, haha... Hah..."

The big Van Gundy, who had put on his glasses again, stopped laughing.

The back number may be wrong, but the skin tone will not.

"I really want to understand why [George] Karl had a falling out with Ray Allen before. This group of shameful salary thieves can obviously break in to play, but they still pretend to be able to shoot from the outside! ”

Stan Van Gundy said bitterly.

Big Ben, who was stolen a ball by Mo Wen, is also a little blind.

He had the impression that Mo Wen was always floating on the outside, and it was not that he had no breakthrough before, but he had never had the idea of challenging him like he did just now.

Until Mo Wen dunked, he was still paying attention to whether Mo Wen was going to pass the ball.

"Cheer up, that kid is going to be serious."

Billups shoved the ball on the ground into Big Ben's arms and continued with a calm face.

"Do you know what Mo just said? - He said he was going to kill Detroit. ”

Big Ben was stunned again, but he immediately seemed to understand something.

"Heh, then let him come!" Big Ben's "kind" black face becomes even more "kind" at this moment

If you can't love anymore, then hurt each other!

Turning, Billups broke through and hit a mid-range close-range throw to bring the margin back to 2 points.

In the last 10 seconds, the Heat handed over the right to the last attack to Mo Wen.

O'Neal also has no opinion, just as he was willing to pass the ball to Kobe Bryant 7 years ago, feeling the passion of the ball just now, O'Neal also chose to hand over the stage to Mo Wen.

Standing in front of Prince again, Mo Wen first took a step back, opened up the space, and started to accelerate directly without waiting for Prince to catch up.

When the two were about to collide, Mo Wen's front foot made an emergency stop, dribbling in a small circle and retreating to aim at the frame to worship Buddha, seeing that Prince was not shaken up and leaned over to change direction.

After the two shifts in the center of gravity, the continuous virtual shaking made Prince feel like he was frozen by "Xiaomei", and he was embarrassed in place and didn't know which defense to go to.

At the same time, Mo Wen also started smoothly and broke into the inner line.

Mo Wen first used a fake pass to O'Neal's action, so that Rashid did not dare to come over to make up for the defense, and faced Big Ben again, he shook sideways, facing Big Ben with his shoulders, reducing the contact surface, increasing the pressure, and before the body lost balance, an "old man hooked his hand" and threw the ball into the basket.

While Mo Wen hit Big Ben with his shoulder, his ass also ate Big Ben's blow to his knee.

Maybe he has good teammates, maybe he has a smarter way of playing, but today, no!

"I'm not going to let you score easily anymore!"

Big Ben, who wrung his brows, picked up the basketball and made a move that wanted to smash people.

But Mo Wen didn't blink his eyes, shook his head and pointed to Larry Brown, who had already got up from his seat next to him, "Think about how to deal with that old man." ”

At the end of the first quarter, Mo Wen shot 7 of 10, 2 of 3 three-pointers, and 1 of 1 free throws, scoring 17 points in the first quarter. O'Neal made 2-of-3 shots and 1-of-3 free throws to score five points, while Wade was 2-of-3 for four points.

Heat 30:26 Pistons

Many fans who want to see O'Neal's debut are a little stunned when they look at the player statistics interface in the first quarter.

"O'Neal's form looks like he's recovering well, but I think what surprised the Heat fans even more was Mo's outburst, 17 points in a single quarter, which was a really crazy performance, especially his uncharacteristically tough rimming in the last few rounds, which he had never shown in his previous games."

"I think the Pistons should have a headache for a while how to defend the veterans they released this summer, and probably most people like to watch the players who are traded slash their old clubs, but the Pistons are not among them."

Bob, the commentator for ESPN, commented in front of the TV.

During the break, Van Gundy gritted his teeth on the bench and said "very good" to Mo Wen three times in a row, and the eyes of several other assistant coaches looked at Mo Wen and became ambiguous.

This little cub is very bad, obviously he can solve the problem by relying on his own strength, but he still wants to come up with a bunch of tactics for them to study, God knows how many nights they stayed up and how many hairs they lost in order to prove whether the tactics proposed by Mo Wen were feasible or not!

Damn it, you're damn it!

In the second quarter, Larry Brown ignored Charon Butler, who had been asking for a game just now, and still played with the starting lineup.

He didn't believe it, last year's championship starters couldn't clean up a small substitute from last year?

"Another three-pointer, three three-pointers in a row, oh god, the Pistons seem to have forgotten Mo's accurate three-pointer when they helped them win the championship last season, and Mo's amazing three-pointer from beyond the arc after the opening."

"Either get broken or get a three-pointer, Prince is a little out of shape right now, I think he needs to take a break and change somebody to defend Mo."

"Less than 27 points in the half, let Mo score a three-pointer, then he will complete the feat of 30 points in the half, Detroit, do you regret it now?"