Sixteen to fourteen, the game has been mostly played. Mo Yan and the others can win if they score another five points. Wang Mingzuo only needs another seven points.

Wang Mingzuo's face was not very good-looking. He didn't care about the difference in the score. Two points were just a matter of ease. Wang Mingzuo was not comparable to Wang Hu. He didn't react at first. After so long, Wang Mingzuo gradually saw through Mo Yan's "conspiracy".

Mo Yan seems to be active and has various routines in the offense, but he has not participated in the offense. No matter how complicated the routines are before, the people who end up in the end are Xiao Tie.

Mo Yan has not even made a move once. Even if he wins Mo Yan in the end, it is not a big victory. Mo Yan can definitely use his failure to take action as a reason.

If Mo Yan and the others win, he can even use this reason to disgust himself to death. Mo Yan can beat him without taking action.

"Do you think this will win me? Do you deny your cowardice?" Wang Mingzuo wanted to anger Mo Yan with words.

Mo Yan shook his head slightly, blocking the space for Xiao Tie immediately split and pulling it to the outside line. Wang Mingzuo and Wang Hu's previous strategy was to replace people with pick-and-roll, but this time Wang Mingzuo did not follow Xiao Tie.

He rotated his feet, and bypassed with Wang Hu as the axis, and continued to follow Wang Minglei to the outside line. Wang Ming's left mouth did not stop, and kept stimulating Mo Yan.

This is not the first time Mo Yan is staying here at the forty-five-degree angle on the right. From the beginning, Mo Yan basically hasn't left this position. When the offense is over, Mo Yan will basically come here to wait for Xiao Tie to complete the attack.

Mo Yan was planning to pretend to be a dead body again. He wanted to use the provocation technique to stimulate Mo Yan and let Mo Yan take action. But he didn't know that Mo Yan didn't plan to be a dead body this time. Wang Ming's left thinking firmly thought that Mo Yan wanted to be a dead body, but who knew that Mo Yan had just reached the three-point line when he was just outside the three-point line, and the person suddenly turned back and rushed to the bottom line.

Wang Mingzuo cursed and ran away.

After a while, Wang Mingzuo was thrown behind Mo Yan. On the other side, Xiao Tie seemed to have known it for a long time. Mo Yan was behind Wang Mingzuo and hit the earth and had already passed.

Mo Yan dribbled the ball and killed the inside, and Wang Mingzuo chased after him. Wang Mingzuo was caught off guard by Mo Yan, but he reacted quickly and his speed was his strength. In the pursuit, Wang Mingzuo's speed must have a certain advantage.

The gap is constantly narrowing, and the two are getting closer and closer.

Mo Yan is still a distance away from the basket. Originally, Mo Yan had the advantage, but under Wang Mingzuo's super fast speed, Mo Yan could make fewer and fewer offensive choices. The mid-range jump shot with an emergency stop was obviously no longer possible. As long as Mo Yan paused for a moment, the one given to him must be a solid hot pot.

Mo Yan's goal is very important to both sides. Although Mo Yan has a two-point advantage, the two sides are basically on the same level. If Wang Mingzuo takes over this situation, the score difference will be smoothed out in an instant, and it is very likely that Wang Mingzuo will take advantage of the situation to win the game directly.

Mo Yan felt the fierce momentum of chasing behind him. Wang Mingzuo was behind him. Mo Yan did not choose to shoot and dribble continued to walk inward.

As he got closer and closer to the basket, Mo Yan's scoring methods were constantly decreasing. Wang Mingzuo obviously knew this, and at this time the distance between him and Mo Yan was only half a seat.

As he got closer and closer to the basket, Mo Yan's attack was getting bigger and bigger. Wang Mingzuo was getting happier and happier. As long as Mo Yan attacked the basket, everything Mo Yan had arranged before would be gone. Besides, Mo Yan wanted to score from him only half a position ahead of him, which would be too underestimated to him.

Since the beginning of the game, Wang Mingzuo's attention has never been so focused. He stared at Mo Yan's every move, and even when Mo Yan dribbled, he could even see it in his heart.

He moved. When Mo Yan was one meter away from the basket, Wang Ming's left eyes slightly condensed. Mo Yan's body, which was originally moving forward rapidly, moved his shoulders slightly backward at that moment. This is a sign of slowing down. Only when Mo Yan wants to attack will he slow down.

Wang Mingzuo also slowed down. At the same time, Mo Yan jumped forward, stopped suddenly, bent his knees slightly, and raised his hands suddenly.

Wang Mingzuo took off directly as he marched, swinging his arms from behind, where Mo Yan was when he raised his hands.

Ao...!!!

Wang Mingzuo's supporters who had been suppressing for a long time on the sidelines saw this scene, and the depression in their hearts was finally released and they shouted wildly.

Amid the crazy screams, Liu Mo heard a crisp sound. The ball that Mo Yan had just raised was heavily shot from behind by Wang Mingzuo.

Mo Yan's ball was shot away by Wang Mingzuo. But before the audience on the sidelines were happy, I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the embarrassing scene happened.

Wang Mingzuo was flying in the air, while Mo Yan stood on the ground with his knees bent. The two were tall and short. Wang Mingzuo shot the ball from top to bottom, and the ball hit the ground diagonally. Mo Yan quickly rushed two steps and took the ball into his hand again. At this time, Wang Mingzuo was still in the air, and the distance between him and Mo Yan was instantly widened.

Mo Yan came to the left side of the basket, while Wang Mingzuo was on the other side. Mo Yan could be said to be empty and the basket was right in front of him.

The thunder of mountains and seas on the sidelines came to an abrupt end, and then there was a violent coughing sound. Many people's voices were stuck in their throats, and their throats choked and coughed. Looking at the field without coughing, the expression on their faces was wonderful. What's going on? Wang Mingzuo was clearly a wonderful block, but now it seems that he assisted Mo Yan to shake him away, laying the foundation for Mo Yan's score. This assist was beautiful.

Wang Mingzuo naturally saw this scene clearly. He knew more clearly than the audience on the sidelines. Wang Mingzuo reacted almost immediately and was designed by Mo Yan.

With Mo Yan's previous cunning, he knew that he was right beside him and would still shoot without any defense, just like he was looking for a blocked shot. But how could he know that the ball would definitely bounce to that position and he would definitely catch it? You must know that he was exerting force, not Mo Yan. It would be too terrifying to say that Mo Yan could consider these things. Wang Mingzuo immediately denied this idea when he thought about being designed by Mo Yan. If it was true, then everything was too terrifying. Does he and Wang Hu really have hope of winning?

"Wang Hu." Wang Mingzuo reacted almost instantly and shouted loudly.

Wang Hu was ordered, and his body turned around and planned to pounce on Mo Yan. A black shadow hit the floor in front of him and flew past him.

Everyone was shocked again. When the score was delivered to their mouths, Mo Yan actually passed the ball. And it was passed to the outside line.

Is Mo Yan stupid? The scores at the basket are much more stable than those on the outside. He actually abandoned the score he got to fight for a three-pointer. They are the leading side, is it necessary to fight like this?
Chapter completed!