The Staples Center, which can accommodate 20,000 people, has a constant voice at the moment.

Even with so many Lakers fans, as long as you look carefully, you can still find some non-gregarious guys.

Medela came to the scene. Unlike Auburn Hills, there are Pistons fans everywhere. In order to show her identity, she directly put Mo Mengchen's jersey on the outside, so she found a companion here.

Her companion is a child, and he is a fan of Momochen, but he is a native of Los Angeles and supports the Lakers but adore Momochen.

This game is difficult for him to show his position. He likes Mo Mengchen to play a wonderful performance, but he also hopes that the Lakers will win the cup.

It's just that when Kobe Bryant shook the hill, broke into the inside buckle Ben Wallace and scored 2+1, it seems that the result is already clear.

This is the second minute of the fourth quarter.

After Bryant's deduction, the score became 74 to 62.

His penalties are of course very stable.

So it becomes 75 to 62.

The gap of 13 points.

The kid - named Modric - he said, "I think the Lakers might win."

Medela knew it was difficult, but said "not necessarily."

However, it can be clearly seen that the Pistons' determination is being shaken, especially Hill. His defense against Kobe has failed, and even the success rate of the offense has declined. At this time, the confidence of the offense has been lost.

If he can't attack, the Pistons' double dance loses a protagonist.

They shifted the ball aimlessly, seeing that they would be defended by the Lakers for 24 seconds. The ball finally came to the top of the arc and was received by Mo Mengchen.

In the first three quarters, Mo Mengchen scored 30 points. Such a performance is great on the stage of the finals. What happened? They trailed the Lakers by double digits.

In the first two minutes of the fourth quarter, he mainly played for Hill, but he lost confidence.

Big Ben has committed four offenses, Rashid has also committed three offenses, Houston has too many fouls, and Ginobili is currently standing on the court

"No time!" the teammates reminded.

In a suffocating moment, Mo Mengchen threw a buzzer for a three-pointer, Kobe's interference was extremely in place, and his palm was almost on his face.

"Uh!"

65 to 75

"The Pistons haven't conceded yet, doro saved them!"

Mo Mengchen quickly returned to the defense and shouted, "Do a good job of defense, don't distract yourself, and focus on your own people!"

The Pistons' offense was reduced to a buzzer with a bit of luck, but what about the Lakers? Kobe passed the ball to the brave shark.

The position of the shark is far away from the rim, and this round has a good chance to prevent him.

O'Neill did not use bulldozers to get himself close to the basket, but visually inspected the position of himself and the basket, and then turned to use a big hook that was rarely used.

The ball bounced a few times and still hit.

77 to 65

Mo Mengchen took the serve and quickly ran to the frontcourt, where his position was settled.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and called the maze tactic for the first time tonight.

Miller was not there. The Maze tactics of the Pistons were only semi-finished products. All the routines could only kill the routines. The Lakers had already seen their details.

Sure enough, after the continuous pick-and-roll was completed, Mo Mengchen's breakthrough encountered resistance, and the tactics seemed to have failed.

"You are done!" O'Neill shouted beside Mo Mengchen.

All the shooting angles of Mo Mengchen have been blocked by the Lakers, is it really over?

No, if even a fool like O'Neill can get out of the maze, can the maze tactics be called a maze?

The tactics were indeed cracked, but the Pistons’ running position was not restricted, especially the Ginobili’s running position. The Argentine wisely borrowed the cover of the inside and took the Lakers’ defensive attention while Momo Chen broke through. To the top of the arc.

Seeing hope annihilated, the ball was passed at this time.

"The Argentine's vision is amazing!" Even characters like Jerry West were convinced by the doro's biography.

Ginobili received a pass from Mo Mengchen and threw a three-pointer carrying hope.

"Uh!"

Ginobili shouted, "The piston is not dead! We are not dead!"

68 to 77

"You are not dead yet?" Bryant's eyes spread murderously.

Hill couldn't find an adjective suitable for Kobe, and now he found it.

A vicious snake.

The Lakers' wide range of transfers allowed Kobe to receive the pass at a 45-degree angle on the right. The location is empty and suitable for wide-open attacks.

Hill took Kobe's fake moves first, and now he can't tell the true and false of his opponent completely, and Kobe passes the defense.

"Be careful!"

Teammates are shouting.

Hill catches up, but Kobe is ahead, he still has the initiative.

The restricted area filled with giants cannot make Kobe easy to layup. This is not the era of the ball that sings out of the empty city twenty days later-so there will be so many incredible levers-Kobe has murderous in his eyes. He roared and took off with Rashid determined to defend the penalty area.

Rashid flew from the side, and Bryant glides forward. Their intentions are different, but their determinations are as tough as steel.

Rashid hit Kobe, the referee whistle!

However, in the process of being hit, Bryant took the ball with both hands and flicked the ball hard with his right hand for a lap. At this time, his body just leapt to the basket. The right hand dragged the ball and chopped into the upper basket like a big ring knife.

"Rashid is a warrior!"

"Unfortunately, he became Kobe's dead soul tonight!"

This buckle made the Lakers' famous places stand up and shouted, there was no blood in the aged body, but such an exciting scene happened in front of him, and the long-sealed fighting spirit was also provoked.

They wish they were decades younger!

Jabal yelled, "Just fight, boy, turn the piston!"

Kobe also roared, his teammates gathered him together.

Before the penalty, Corbett turned back and greeted Mo Mengchen, "Are you dead?"

He didn't get no answer.

Then Kobe scored with a penalty.

80 to 68

Teammates sent the ball to Mo Mengchen, and then ran their positions without communication, because they didn't know what else to do.

Mo Mengchen patted the ball. In such a noisy stadium, he could hear the sound of the ball hitting the floor.

It's really strange, when has my hearing become so good?

Seeing Mo Mengchen calling tactics again, Kobe immediately defended himself, spitting stars. "When will you understand? The people around you are unreliable!"

Mo Mengchen gave Kobe an elbow, speeding up to break through the flawed defense, and then gave the ball to Hill on the right.

Hill gave Ginobili the corner.

The Argentine started with another three-pointer.

Just looking at the arc, Mo Mengchen concluded that this three-pointer would not enter the rim. The more this time, the more focused he is.

"boom!"

The ball flew out, Mo Mengchen turned and rushed to the point of the rebound, took offense and rebound.

Then, step back out of the three-point line and pull up the three-pointer.

"Uh!"

"Doro again!"

71 to 80

"I don't know how to praise this guy!" Wharton praised. "He is supporting the game!"

Mo Mengchen shouted, "We are not dead yet!"

Hill glanced at his position, not only blaming himself but ashamed.

He did not help when Mo Mengchen needed it most.

"damn it!"

Hill took the initiative to find Kobe Bryant, no matter whether it was effective or not, at least, under his defense, Kobe had no chance to catch the ball.

This is the best defense the Pistons have made since the opening quarter of the fourth quarter.

No one can score under such a defense.

Kobe couldn't even touch the ball. O'Neal encountered the ball as soon as he got the ball. There was no room for action.

The ball passed out.

Kobe finally got the ball, his breakthrough did not throw off Hill, Devil Mountain was crazy close to his body, the crazier he was, the more indulgent the referee.

"We are not dead yet!" Hill almost forced Kobe out of bounds.

The Lakers can only pass the ball, but time is running out.

"We are not dead yet!"

Rashid alternated tirelessly in rotation and blocked the outside space again, but his rotation did not respond to his teammates in time, allowing them to miss the most terrible killer.

In the bottom left corner, Robert Horry received the pass with three seconds left to attack.

"They missed the people who should not be missed!"

This killer who had sealed his throat with a sword at countless times showed his blade, a silver flash, and a three-pointer flew out of his palm.

"No!!!" Rashid shouted.

"Uh!"

83 to 71

The piston requested a timeout.

"The great Pistons will be a dream tonight!"

"In four years and three finals, two championships, their achievements are doomed to immortality!"

Muffler Albert and Hubby Brown are practicing for the summary speech at the end of the game.

Westphal laid out a clear tactic that allowed Mo Mengchen to catch a three-pointer.

The starting point of this tactic is Hill.

Serve by Rashid, pass it to Hill, and then make a pick-and-roll for Devil Mountain nearby. Through the breakthrough of Devil Mountain, the Lakers formation is disrupted, and the ball is given to the outer Mo Meng Chen.

Simple and effective tactics.

Self-blame accumulates in Rashid's heart. No one was dissatisfied with his leakage. Just now there was a mistake in communication.

Rashid went to defend other people. Someone should have defended Horry, but there is no defense that does not make mistakes in the world.

Rashid sent the ball, he was determined to make up for his mistakes, he would make the best pick and roll for Hill in the world.

Roaring Tianzun stretched his body and ran to a stop outside. Then Fox hit him directly and fell to the ground like he was hit by an anesthesia gun.

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle sounded.

"Shield foul!"

"What?!!!" Rashid roared, "My **** foul!"

The sideline referee said seriously, "I warn you, raise your hand and step back!"

Rashid is moving forward more and more. "What the **** are you **** watching! I didn't foul at all, you can give me a good look at the replay!"

The sideline referee held the whistle indifferently, rang the whistle again, and gave two technical offenders in an instant.

Rashid was out of control and was about to attack the referee, but was pushed down by Mo Mengchen who rushed over, "Go down!"

"I didn't foul!" Rashid's eyes burst into tears.

Mo Mengchen said nothing, just turned to look behind him.

Westphal was as disappointed as he was, and at the same time, he was somewhat desperate.

Two technical fouls directly invited Rashid out of this game. Big Ben lost his golden partner. The Pistons have no capital against O'Neal. They are now double digits behind and there is an upcoming two. There was a penalty and there were only six minutes left in the game.

The replacement for Rashid is Jerome Williams.

On the Lakers side, they should have sent the safest man to perform technical fouls.

However, Zen masters can always surprise people at such times.

"Phil, are you kidding us?"

"Shaq is going to execute a technical foul penalty!"

Yes, the Zen Master appointed O'Neal to make a technical foul.

This is confidence in one's own strength and contempt for opponents.

Even more surprising than the Zen Master’s decision was O’Neill’s free throw. He made two technical fouls and he made all the free throws.

Old Brown jokingly said, "If even the Lakers dare to let Shaq perform technical fouls, you know that the Pistons can't win!"

His words are so harsh~lightnovelpub.net~ Now who can refute?

Mo Mengchen saw at a glance, who can win the courage to say that we are not dead yet?

Looking at their expressions, he can get an answer.

The Pistons are dead, so are they.

Mo Mengchen held his fist, he saw faces with no fighting spirit, and a group of losers who had not dared to hope for victory. He had seen such a look.

In the 1998 Eastern Conference Finals, they lost to the Bulls.

Mo Mengchen walked back to the position step by step, he was different from others.

I have died once, I have failed several times, and I know what it is like, and I swear to the sky, I swear I don’t want to experience it again!

Brian Shaw received the ball and saw a demon possessed by death.