As the pace of the game suddenly accelerated, the Suns could not stand it, and coupled with the continuous blows on the offensive end, the Pistons took this opportunity to widen the gap to double digits.

After the first quarter, the Pistons led by 12 points 1-19.

Mo Mengchen scored 8 points, 4 rebounds and 5 assists, and this game was definitely the most aggressive game he played since the start of the season.

"If I were to rate Doro's performance, I would score 100 points. Facing Jason Kidd, he showed a far better performance than before."

It would be great if the system agreed to your score.

Because Mo Mengchen performed relatively low-key, he received a technical score of less. If his technical rating can reach a, he will generally get a triple-double game.

In the second quarter, Mo Mengchen rested for a few minutes off the court.

During this period, the Sun tried to set the pace, but Bobby Jackson slashed and angrily in the chaos, scoring 8 points alone, and first appeared as a bandit on the bench.

Due to Jackson's outstanding performance, Angie replaced Kidd in advance.

"Look, this guy has no ability, so he will use the main force to die. If I go, I can be a coach. Isn't it just that the main force will fight to the death?"

Barkley's resentment towards Angie is not a little bit.

Mo Mengchen is more worried that his going will lead the Suns team to lose muscles and gain weight. By then, the Suns team will weigh more than 120 kilograms, so the picture will be dazzling.

Kidd is undoubtedly the perfect core point guard, and as long as he is not allowed to shoot, he can do whatever the team needs him to do.

Seeing Jackson, Kidd didn't want to get involved with him, so he accelerated and advanced to the half-time, as if he wanted to play quickly.

"Come on, I'm not fucking afraid of you!"

Jackson shouted, not expecting Kidd not to rush in because of his strength, but after the two came into contact, he pulled the ball back out of the three-point line.

What Jackson didn't notice was that due to Kidd's breakthrough, the piston's defense had been washed away, and Antonio McDace seemed to go back to his backyard and cut into the open restricted area.

Kidd just had to throw the ball into the air.

"Antonio McDyce scored a dunk!"

It was a highly stunning all-over dunk.

McDace yelled: "That's what we can do!"

Kidd sneered at Jackson: "Let Ethan come up, you are not qualified to compete with me."

"What did you say?" Jackson's eyes were as cold as ice cubes just taken out of the refrigerator.

Kidd smiled sarcastically and he would soon prove that what he said was true.

Jackson likes to play fast, so that he can use his offensive skills, but it is not realistic to expect him to lead other teammates like Mo Mengchen and Hill.

He is very similar to the point guards who play in the No. 1 position more than ten years later, who are actually like No. 2 position. He has strong scoring ability, but his organizational ability is just that. Most assists are because of sticking the ball, because as long as you control the ball for a long time, you can always pass the ball and always get assists.

Just like playing 2k, if you stick to the ball for more than ten seconds, you will definitely pass when you see an open space, unless it is Westbrook who assists in double-digit assists or Kobe who plays in unparalleled play.

Jackson made a reckless attack, and before the other teammates were ready, he made a strong breakthrough with one move, and then took a step back, and then he shot.

Kidd is 19 cm tall and 92 kg weight. As long as there is a confrontation, Jackson will definitely not be able to resist it.

Retracement is the right choice, but the timing is wrong.

The experienced Kidd didn't want to give Jackson any space. When he made a move, the shooting felt like he didn't have it because he had eaten Kidd's confrontation before that.

"Bang!"

Inside the position, Kidd picked up the rebound.

When Kidd grabbed the rebound, his two teammates were pushing with him at the same time, and he was in a three-line fast break.

Only 2 Pistons completed the return defense. Facing a 2-game attack, it was a master like Kidd, and the probability of defending was too small.

Kidd first attracted a defense himself, then made a fake move to adjust the defense of another person, and finally came to the most comfortable position without looking at the pass. The headband leader Clifford Robinson, who got the ball, jumped and dunked.

0 to 9

The sun is rising.

Frauses glanced at the time. Five minutes had passed in the second quarter, so he shouted to Momonchen and Hill: "Get ready to play."

"Chris, you can prepare and replace Alan," said Frauses.

Chris Robinson thought he had tinnitus, so he widened his eyes and looked at Frauses.

"Yes, I'm calling you." Lauderdale, the water dispenser trio, pushed him.

This is the first time Robinson has entered the rotation since the beginning of the season.

Thinking that he was about to fight side by side with Mo Mengchen and Hill on the court, Robinson felt endless excitement and a little worried.

He knew that such an opportunity was extremely rare for him. If he couldn't seize it, Frause would give it to others next time.

Robinson followed the two big bosses and was so arrogant that he dared not show off.

"Chris, relax, just like playing a match." Hill saw his nervousness and comforted her softly, "I promise you that the intensity of the match is not as strong as the match in our team."

"It's not that he has never played the game. You're too redundant." Mo Mengchen's words came over and instantly made Robinson wake up.

You can't be nervous, absolutely not!

He had seen Mo Mengchen angrily scolding his teammates on the court. As long as he messed up, even Hill would be scolded.

Kidd's defense is suffocating, pace, intensity of confrontation, prediction, positioning reading, shooting interference, entanglement, and some small moves that are hard to defend.

Jackson is just a rookie, this is his first season and he is not ready.

Kidd's defense became his nightmare. The arrogant one was now as frightened as he was. He finally remembered his teammates.

But his teammates have already lost the rhythm of the game.

Scott Pollard pulled the ball with his back, and there were too many people in the penalty area. He didn't dare to push it in, so he leaned against McDace's body and made a hooking hand.

"Bang!"

"It's still a hit, it's still the sun's counterattack!"

Kidd pushed forward, intending to slow down and let Jackson catch up.

He knew that the rookie had a fever in his head, so he wanted to take this opportunity to score 21, and at the same time left an indelible mark in the heart of this rookie who was neither big nor small.

"That idiot."

Mo Mengchen seemed to have seen the future in a few seconds.

Jackson chased after him frantically, his enthusiasm was about to overflow his body, and then what? What can he do?

Kid leaned against him, and the referee blew a foul whistle. The little demon who had reached the plan sneered and made a layup back.

"Jason Kidd ignored defense and scored three points!"

"Pistols request a replacement!"

Jackson gasped and walked off the scene dejectedly.

"You will have to play many games with him in the future. I don't want you to be beaten so miserably every time." Mo Mengchen didn't say much, "This is a rare lesson."

These words were very light for Mo Mengchen. Hill slapped Jackson's butt and gave him encouragement, and then the three of them played at the same time.

The Pistons replaced Jackson, Reid and Alan Houston who was like a perpetual motion player since the opening game.

The newly replaced three players, including Ben Wallace and Pollard, form the five-man group on the court.

Two main players, two rotated, and one water dispenser.

"Are you still trying the lineup?"

Angie looked at Robinson. He knew that this player and even more that his status in the Pistons was very average. He could not play in regular time in the previous nine games. He actually played tonight?

Apart from testing the lineup, Anji couldn't think of any other reason. They are not a weak team, so how could they give you a chance to train new players?

As the No. 2 position, Robinson has a full-sized height: 196 cm.

The first-hand shooting also meets Houston's substitute needs. The reason why he can't play is because his three-pointer is very accurate after shortening the three-pointer line, but the extended three-pointer line is not so exciting.

Last season, he averaged 22 three-pointers, hit 08 goals and 8 shooting percentage.

This season, he played in garbage time in eight games, averaged 18 shots per game, hit 04 goals, and had a shooting percentage of only 28.

This is also why Frauses allowed Houston to play for so long, one because Houston's physical strength slot allowed, and the other because there was no good substitute, and other people, such as Don Reed and Louis Lore, were not very reliable in three-pointers.

"Next we'll get a scalpel, Chris, get ready."

Mo Mengchen decided to make a ball for Robinson to see how he felt.

Robinson took a deep breath and said, "I will hit it."

"Don't put pressure on yourself, everyone will miss the chance." Hill continued to comfort her.

Then, Kidd's penalty was added, 4 to 9.

"It's so kind to see you return." Kidd was saying this, and the hot-bodied female fan screamed again.

"Will this voice make you feel friendly?" Mo Mengchen moved forward with the ball, ignoring Kidd's tight pressing and teasing, "You won't be jealous, are you?"

Kidd wanted to try hard, but he didn't expect Mo Mengchen to stop suddenly and turn around beautifully and pass him like a statue.

"not good!"
To be continued...