In the last 30 seconds before the end of the half, Mo Wen, who had little physical strength, held the ball outside the three-point line, tried to breathe as smoothly as possible, and looked at Prince, who was also tired.

This kid still has his carved face that has not changed for thousands of years, but his eyes have become red because of Mo Wen's repeated scores.

Even if 2 of Mo Wen's 3 three-pointers just now were not defended by him, even if most of Mo Wen's 27 points in the half were not scored against him, Mo Wen's defender is him, which will not be wrong.

Although Prince learned some tricks from Mo Wen, he is still an honest man in essence, and it is more uncomfortable to see his defensive target score high than to cut himself.

In terms of momentum, Prince at this time is not much different from Mo Wen, who is also in a "state of excitement".

However, this goal, Mo Wen did not choose to work alone on the outside, but played a high-post cover gesture with Dazhi, who came on the bench.

Sudden growth?

It is impossible to regenerate a sudden.

His scoring in the second quarter was all about three points except for one free throw, one because Fat went off the court after finding it boring to turn back and run, and the other was that he Big Ben and Rashid also began to face up to Mo Wen's interior offense.

Mo Wen's explosive movement speed and strength were still a little worse, and he swooped twice in the middle of the second quarter, both of which were hit by interference.

Fortunately, Mo Wen has rich experience in self-protection, otherwise, he would have to hang up some color on his determination and actions to defend him.

Exhaled, Mo Wen was still dragging his feet.

"You can't vote, softass, you're good for nothing without O'Neill!"

"Mo, you're a traitor, I'm going to beat you***"

"Put the ball down and go home and feed! Prevent him from Prince! ”

The invective rang out from the stands all around, and no Detroit fan could accept a man who had received a ring from the Pistons and used halftime to take 30 points away from their home court.

“defend！” “defend！” “defend！”

The shouts and shouts of the fans gradually converged into one word.

And in the face of this overwhelming number of voices, a smile of enjoyment gradually appeared on Mo Wen's face.

O'Neill put his arm on the shoulder of the veteran Vixen and sighed: "This kid is a psychopath, he deserves to succeed!" ”

Seeing that there were 8 seconds left in the attack time, Mo Wen finally started to start.

There are no bells and whistles, the dribble is to run straight to Dazhi's cover, Prince desperately chased behind Mo Wen, Big Ben did not hesitate to move sideways and blocked the path of Mo Wen's blocking, Billups and Hamilton on both sides are also ready to let go of the defender and wrap it over.

This goal can be scored, but 30 points, Mo Wen can't take it.

Dazhi's arms are not broad, and at this moment they have become Mo Wen's only room to shoot.

At the position of being one step away from Big Ben, Mo Wen flicked his right foot, turned around and braked sharply, and bent his knees to put on a shooting posture.

Knowing how terrifying Mo Wen's shooting speed was, Prince subconsciously jumped up to block.

But Mo Wen smiled and froze in place.

Gurgle-

A chill spread from his heart in sudden arrest throughout his body.

Before Prince could retract his arms, Mo Wen jumped, and his arms holding the ball touched Prince's long arms impartially, and then his seemingly out-of-control arms pushed the ball to the basket.

Smack-

Big Ben, who thought he had caught the opportunity, flew over and smashed the basketball in mid-air.

"Drink!"

After landing on the ground, Big Ben was extremely excited, and without saying a word, he hammered his chest to the camera on the sidelines and made a movement to show his muscles.

It didn't take long for Big Ben and the unknown fans to be happy, and the referee on the sidelines blew the whistle.

Prince hitter foul, 3 free throws!

"Huh? Do you see clearly? I covered him, clean, what are you judging, I won't judge you! ”

Big Ben instantly transitioned from being unusually excited to being unusually angry.

Tilt your head and find the referee to theorize.

"It was Prince who beat you first to cover it, not to blow you!" The referee stepped back as he spoke, looking left and right for the other two referees.

"Prince doesn't have a thug, it's a normal interference, what are you..."

Big Ben wanted to say something, but Rashid came over to separate Big Ben.

"Calm down, Ben, calm down." As the king of technical offenders, Rashid is particularly sensitive to the referee's expression, and he can see it very clearly, if Big Ben says two more words, he will probably get the whistle. But now, whether it's to prevent Mo Wen from scoring, or because the team is still trailing by 8 points, he has to stop the agitated Big Ben first.

The on-site director called up the replay very professionally, and the fans on the sidelines booed again after seeing the details.

Mo Wen smiled and patted Prince's shoulder, who seemed to be in autism.

"I remember I once said I was going to teach you this trick, but unfortunately you didn't."

"Now I'll teach you again - it's all about victory."

With the boos that could make the diaper manufacturer run away overnight, Mo Wen steadily completed the first two free throws.

Mo Wen also scored 29 points in the half, in the all-important third free throw.

Mo Wen did not dribble the ball as before, but held the ball in his arms and pointed to the sky with one hand.

"Detroit, this·is·for·you!

”

After speaking, Mo Wen closed his eyes, pulled down the hairband, and threw the ball out in the stunned eyes of everyone.

The moment the ball was shot, Mo Wen turned around and walked backwards, as if he had completed his task and was hidden in the crowd as the protagonist of the movie.

If you throw in, you will kill people, and if you can't enter, you will be sophisticated.

This wave, it's Qin Shi Huang looking in the mirror - win-win!

In the excited pushing and shoving of his teammates, Mo Wen knew the result of the game.

In fact, there were a few seconds left before the end of the first half, but looking at Mo Wen, who was surrounded by Heat players, the Pistons players did not continue to play these few seconds, and Prince went directly to the locker room.

At this moment, except for the away team's Heat, the Detroit people who heard Mo Wen's words were silent.

Just like Mo Wen thought, some people think that this is murderous, and some people think that Mo Wen is still in love with Detroit, so he closes his eyes and shoots the basketball.

Especially when the basketball finally went in after turning it upside down on the basket, how do you think Mo Wen does have the meaning of putting the pistons on the horse?

No matter what the audience thought, Dumas and Larry Brown only felt chills and chatter their teeth at the moment.

You make free throws, you make free throws, you set a record, you make a record, what do you mean by that sentence at the end?

What is your purpose? What motivates you? What do you want to subvert?

"This little one... That's amazing! ”

Big Van Gundy also swallowed, and the members of the coaching staff beside him also nodded, they were all human spirits, and they could appreciate the subtlety of Mo Wen's words.

At halftime, the Pistons' locker room was quiet, and Herb Brown once again pulled Prince aside for psychological counseling after 10 months, while others were silent about Mo Wen's last words.

"In the second half... Cuarón, you play. ”

Larry Brown finally nodded at Butler, but Butler now loses the excitement he had just had.

30 points at halftime, and that dramatic free throw.

His plan to snipe Mo Wen has all been nullified.

When he came back from halftime, Mo Wen put on his training uniform and sat on the side of the court, and when the camera showed Mo Wen, the Pistons fans who seemed to have something in their brains applauded him from sparse to loud.

When he came back from the break, Mo didn't play, what does that mean, it means that he still wants to save face for Detroit, and he doesn't want to continue to score high scores and set personal records.

We booed him so much, he still loved Detroit, he really, I cried to death.

God is pitiful, Mo Wen is tired and wants to rest, applaud him at this time, are the reflex arcs of Detroit people so long?

Knowing that the Detroit people would probably be mistaken, Mo Wen could only bite the bullet, put the ring on his hand and waved to the fans around him. Familiar with "Emotional Intelligence" and "Pattern", he knows the importance of character design.

is in Cao Ying's heart in Han, and the second master Guan in Miami is exactly below!

Some things can't fool the really smart people, but in this country where "the horizon says" can be revitalized, how many bangs can there be?

After Kaloon Butler finally cheered himself on, he found that his opponent had left the game directly.

Consume anger to open the explosion, and the opponent is gone, what is this?

Seeing that Mo Wen was difficult to ride a tiger, O'Neill was also happy.

This little brother is sensible, let him finish the performance in the first half, and give up the stage in the second half.

Wade, who originally thought that Mo Wen was not there, and he could finally wipe the ball, found sadly, as if he was still a companion, and in the first battle after returning from injury, who dared not to give it to O'Neal?

Wade wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but how could you ignore the ball after such a big block stuck in the position.

······ Eh, wait, it seems that there is someone who can really do it, and the next time I go to Los Angeles, I must find him to learn from him.

With an 11-point difference, halftime is not an insurmountable chasm for the Pistons.

The combination of physical and healthy O'Neal and Wade makes Detroit feel like it's back to the Finals a few months ago.

Only this time, the Heat's more reliable teammates and O'Neal's more flexible body after losing weight made it easier for him to receive the ball.

The Pistons tried to replace O'Neal with new signing McDeis, but it didn't work much.

McDyce was also a 20+10 beast power forward when he was young, but unfortunately he suffered a major injury later, and his athleticism was seriously degraded, so he is now doing some mid-range shooting and defensive work.

His low-post defense is also skillful, but the last thing the big sharks eat is technical defense, if you want to defend him, you don't have the hardness of Big Ben and Rashid, you have to rely on meat shields, but the Pistons' interior bench is only 100 kilograms in addition to McDyce's veteran Campbell, and Larry Brown is unwilling to be appointed.

In the third quarter, O'Neal made 6 of 9 shots and 4 of 6 free throws, scoring 16 points in a single quarter, leading the team to stabilize the point difference and pressing Mo Wen to death on the bench.

In the last quarter, the Pistons used the double-Hualaishi to restrain O'Neal's style of play, but after a passionate exchange of emotions with Dafan in front of the camera, Mo Wen played with a gloomy face.

After coming on the field, Mo Wen didn't think about scoring anymore, but focused on organizing work.

The Pistons did not let Mo Wen empty him because he did not show his desire to attack, so under Mo Wen's containment and organization, O'Neal could still receive the ball.

Taking care of his teammates' mood, Mo Wen didn't let Wade stay idle all the time, and gave him a few in the middle, which almost didn't move Wade.

Seeing that O'Neill and Mo Wen have scored more than 30 points, he is very prominent, which is a bit embarrassing.

Unknowingly, Mo Wen brushed up another 7 assists in the fourth quarter, and cooperated with O'Neal and Wade to maintain the difference to the end.

In the final 3 seconds, the Heat still led by 5 points, and the Pistons finally gave up struggling.

In this battle, Mo Wen had 30 points, 10 assists, 7 rebounds and 2 steals, and O'Neal had 32 points, 12 rebounds and 3 assists.

Revenge brothers, a perfect ending.