God of NBA point guards

Chapter 150 Scotty, went to snatch Tekken's girlfriend and pissed him off
At the end of the final quarter, the Bulls attacked.

Zhou Quan caught up with Jordan, right wing, and the latter asked for the ball as soon as he crossed the center line.

He raised his vigilance, because this is a style of play that Jordan never had today. He played off the ball before, and now he controls the ball himself?

"Could it be?"

He figured it out right away. His defense was too tight today. Jordan had difficulty catching the ball. The strongest singles ability with the ball to beat him?
On the right wing, Jordan dribbles close to the three-point line and is also very cautious.

He was intercepted once by Zhou Quan today. Pippen and Paxson passed the ball to him, and each was intercepted once. Now the most critical last quarter, he does not want to be intercepted, which will greatly damage morale.

In the last game, it was through consecutive steals against Zhou Quan that he hit the opponent's psychology and finally won the game.

Zhou Quan took small steps back to defend, stretching out his hand to poke the ball from time to time, interfering with Jordan's dribbling, trying to disrupt the opponent's rhythm, so as to capture fleeting opportunities.

Take another small step back, stepping on the three-point line with his right foot, and at this moment, Jordan dribbles down and the ball is out of his hands.

"It's now."

At this moment, he suddenly took a step forward to fight back, his right foot that had just retreated instantly took a big step forward, and his right hand suddenly thrust forward.

"careful!"

Ringo Wilson blurted out.

On the court, at this moment, Jordan's nerves tensed, and he immediately reacted to protect the ball, pushing his left elbow forward, and pulling the ball back at the same time.

The next moment, Zhou Quan squatted with his left foot forcefully, and his body was stuck in front of Jordan's body, and he made a motion of poking the ball with his left hand.

Jordan immediately turned to the right to pass, but Zhou Quan had been prepared, and immediately moved to the right to block the front.

"Jordan's breakthrough failed." Robert Guidha said loudly.

"Not necessarily." Ringo Wilson replied immediately.

At this time, Jordan retreated again, and when Zhou Quan followed, he suddenly turned around again and went towards the top of the arc.

"Pick and roll."

Zhou Quan knew right away that Jordan was going to use the pick and roll.

At this moment, he made a decision to double-team with Joe Dumars, forcing Jordan to force a shot, or forcing him to pass the ball.

At this moment, Joe Dumars also made the decision to switch defenses.

Whether to switch defenses depends on whether the opponent will get a dislocation advantage, and he is a shooting guard, and the Pistons have always let him defend Jordan, so he did not hesitate to make the decision to switch defenses at this time.

In the next moment, Zhou Quan suddenly changed direction, from the right side, that is, the side close to the baseline, bypassed John Paxson who was doing the pick-and-roll, and jumped at Jordan who had just crossed the top of the arc.

The moment before, Jordan and John Paxson crossed each other. He also predicted that Joe Dumars would definitely switch defenses, so as soon as he got behind Paxson, he immediately changed direction and forcibly crushed Joe Dumars. The ball breaks through.

Joe Dumars' tonnage is too small, only the weight of a point guard, and his confrontation ability is not good. Jordan resisted his defense, killed the top of the arc with one step, and then approached the free throw line with the second step.

The free throw line, including the left and right elbows, is one of his best shooting areas, and his shots will be more accurate in these areas.

Two steps to the free throw line, the next moment, he immediately stopped and shot a fallback jumper.

Joe Dumars followed the jump to block the block, and his hand only reached Jordan's elbow, which was too far away.

But at this moment, Zhou Quan rushed over, flew up from one side, and then passed behind Jordan.

"Snapped!"

Jordan only felt the wind whistling on the right side, and a shadow was approaching quickly, and after a clear sound, the ball he was about to shoot but had not yet been shot was snatched away.

"boom!"

At this moment, the Palace of Auburn Hills was like a hurricane passing through, and earth-shattering shouts roared, sweeping in all directions.

"Iron Fist?"

Jordan staggered a step back when he landed, and when he turned around, he saw a player wearing the red, white and blue jersey that he hated so much, holding the ball with all his strength and attacking the Pistons' frontcourt. The jersey number was No. 1.

"Damn! I was blocked by him?!"

At this moment, he was so competitive that his eyes were tearing apart. Not only was he blocking the shot, but it could also be counted as a catch, even if he was done by an insider or even a small forward. The key iron fist is still a point guard. A point guard cap ten centimeters shorter than him.

"No, this is a sneak attack!"

While running after him, he thought angrily.

"boom!"

Even though he had to save energy, Zhou Quan still took off with all his strength, and with a powerful tomahawk-style dunk, the cheers from the Palace of Auburn Hills became even more intense.

"victory!"

After dunking, he punched and yelled at the audience.

The morale of the veterans of the Yang Committee could not last long, so he would use every opportunity to boost their morale, feed them some small balls, and inject a tube of adrenaline.

He must win this game.

"Victory! Victory! Victory..."

The on-site commentator John Rowes immediately began to take the rhythm, and then the fans of the home team shouted frantically, and the Palace of Auburn Hills sounded a unified victory sound, which was so powerful and earth-shattering.

"Victory! Victory..."

Under the encouragement of 2 people, whether it was Joe Dumars, John Sely and Rodman on the field, or the assassins on the bench, they were all excitedly pumping their fists and shouting, adrenaline rushing, Morale has been raised to the extreme.

In the TNT commentary seat, Robert Jeddah said excitedly: "The momentum, the momentum of the piston is complete. The piston at this moment is like a sharp knife, which will stab a strong bull through."

"..."

Ringo Wilson opened his mouth and closed it again.

"We have one more."

Jordan tried his best to yell, but as soon as his voice came out of his mouth, it was blown away and drowned by the high-pitched shouts from the Palace of Auburn Hills.

In the backcourt, John Paxson advanced with the ball.

At this moment, it was as if three tubes of adrenaline had been injected. Joe Dumas was in a very excited state. In the excited state, his reaction and speed were all improved a bit.

Suddenly, he took a step forward, reached out to poke the ball, and after poking the ball away, he rushed forward. Paxson fell together and fell to the ground. At the moment he fell, his hand first touched the ball, and then the ball went Zhou Quan pushed.

"Steal the ball, steal the ball again! Iron Fist..."

The bearded John Lowes reacted super fast and roared.

"No, the ball is broken!"

In the TNT commentary seat, Ringo Wilson exclaimed.

Zhou Quan's reaction speed was even a little faster than Jordan's. He was in front of Jordan. When Joe Dumars came up to poke the ball, he immediately reacted and took a step up immediately to block the ball. It cuts off the passing line between Jordan and John Paxson.

After Michael Jordan reacted, he was about to meet Paxson, but was blocked, and he could only go around from the side.

But at this moment, Joe Dumars hit the ball, Zhou Quan blocked the front, and rushed over immediately, while Jordan fell behind.

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

Seeing Zhou Quan pick up the floor ball, the bearded John Lowes roared excitedly.

"Shet!"

When Zhou Quan picked up the ball and went to the basket, Jordan was still two steps away. Although he was still struggling to accelerate, he knew he couldn't catch up.

"boom!"

Under the tomahawk-style slash, there was a bang, and the Palace of Auburn Hills was like a silent mountain fire, which re-ignited in an instant, billowing momentum, and went straight to the sky.

"This bull is hard!"

Far away in Chicago, Zhang Lili shook his head and said.

"Old Zhang, didn't Zhou Quan invite you to watch the football in Detroit a few days ago? Why didn't you go?" His wife suddenly asked.

"It's been several days, you just asked?" Zhang Lili smiled.

"Forgot, I'll ask when I remember." His wife said casually.

Zhang Lili said helplessly: "Oh, I said to help him contact the national team, but it didn't work. How can I have the face to meet him?"

"Pfft!"

His wife laughed on the spot.

"Oh hoo!"

At [-]:[-], at the Palace of Auburn Hills, with the whistle of the referee, boiling cheers resounded in all directions instantly, and the whole of Detroit cheered.

"86:99, congratulations to the Pistons for beating the mighty Bulls and winning the crucial G4 game." In the TNT commentary booth, Robert Gedda laughed.

Ringo Wilson shook his head and said: "Two to two draws, the Pistons performed even better tonight. Relying on the advantages of the home court, not only did the Bulls not get the match point, but they even tied the game. Everyone returned to the starting line and started again. .”

罗伯特吉达拿过数据统计表念道：“乔丹46分钟，39投17中，命中率43.6%，9罚9中，得到43分7篮板5助攻3抢断3失误3犯规。

His overall efficiency is actually not low, but it cannot be compared with himself. It is lower than his shooting percentage in the regular season, and even lower than this playoffs.

In the final quarter, he faced Iron Fist's defense. He made 8 of 3 shots and 3 of 3 free throws.

In the whole game, he was intercepted twice by Tekken and blocked once. It can be said that facing Tekken today, although he also scored 43 points, two points more than in the G3 game, his performance was not as good as in the previous game. "

Ringo Wilson went on to say: "Iron Fist played for 38 minutes and made 5 of 4 shots in the final quarter. All three of the fast breaks were scored. The positional battle was 5 in 2. He sent 2 assists and 10 steals. There were [-] free throws and [-] in the final quarter. Got [-] points."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help sighing, shaking his head and said: "Iron Fist's performance in the last quarter today is not lost to Michael, very good."

Robert smiled at his partner, thinking, Ringer, this nonsense comes as soon as you open your mouth!What does it mean not to lose to Jordan, this performance in the final quarter is obviously better than Jordan.

他整了整表情，接着说道：“铁拳全场15投10中，4罚4中，拿到24分10篮板15助攻4抢断1盖帽2失误3犯规的数据。

Whether it is the offensive end or the defensive end, coupled with his original functions, in terms of organizing assists, he has played super efficient today.

The shooting percentage is as high as 66.7%, there are many layups, as well as fast break layups on the defensive counterattack, and two pull-up jumpers, the timing of the shots is very appropriate. "

Ringo Wilson said: "The Pistons played the ultimate defense, and the Bulls only scored in double figures with Michael, Pippen and Grant.

As for the Pistons, under the organization of Iron Fist, six players scored in double figures, and all five main players scored in double figures, plus the substitute Mark Aguirre. "

Robert Guida concluded: "The Pistons deserved a win today."

……

"Hey, Mr. Jordan..."

At the scene, at the end of the game, Zhou Quan stopped Jordan, smiled and extended his hand to him.

Losing the game, not to mention not getting the match point, and even tied, Jordan, who was very upset, didn't want to shake hands at all, but he still stretched out his hand reluctantly, but the trash talk came out of his mouth: "Boy, don't you Proud, I'll kill you at the United Center the day after tomorrow."

"I call you Mr., what should you call me? You are really rude." Zhou Quan was not used to Jordan, and immediately sprayed.

At this moment, Jordan was so embarrassed that he glared at Zhou Quan, shook his head and walked away.

"Ha ha……"

Zhou Quan laughed a few times, turned around and put his hands on shoulders with his teammates and formed a circle to celebrate the victory.

During the celebration, he yelled: "Brothers, we have to start again, start again from the G5 game, win the Eastern Conference Finals, and you will be ashamed of being swept away last season, and we will bite off a piece of meat from the Bulls if we lose Come on, let them enter the finals exhausted, and never let them have a good time."

"Bite off a piece of their flesh." The assassin roared viciously.

"Bite off a piece of their meat." The others continued to yell.

Zhou Quan cursed secretly, a group of old bastards who have no belief in victory, you are deaf, didn't you hear what I said earlier?
The yelling of his teammates seemed high-spirited on the surface, but in fact it made him understand that even the assassins did not have the belief of winning the Eastern Conference Finals.

After the celebration, he accepted a live interview on TNT TV station.

"Iron Fist, the Pistons only have one home game next. Are you confident that you will be able to reach the tiebreaker?" the reporter asked.

Zhou Quan said confidently: "We have already won them in the away game, so Mr. Reporter, you should ask the Bulls, Michael Jordan, whether they have the confidence to keep the next home game, and ask them whether they have the confidence. Drag into the tiebreaker.

If they can't take us in G5 and let us win the second away game, then we will not let go of the opportunity to win at home in G6, and we will hopefully end the series in G6. "

"In addition, I would like to congratulate you, Iron Fist. You performed very well today. You won the first triple-double in your career, and it was a triple-double in the playoffs." The reporter asked again.

"Triple-double? Did I get a triple-double?" Zhou Quan was stunned, a little happy because maybe the system would reward him.

"Yes, 24 points, 10 rebounds and 15 assists." The reporter said.

Zhou Quan smiled happily: "That's great..."

After answering a few questions, he ended the on-site interview, and immediately had a thought, turned on the system and took a look.

"Congratulations to the host for beating the Bulls once in both home and away games. Reward prediction +3."

The pre-judgment has been raised to level 83. Although it is still only second-rate, he can't help complaining: "There are still 16 levels away from the full level. There is a huge room for improvement!"

And the so-called triple-double reward he was looking forward to was not there. Obviously, the system didn't pay attention to these data at all.

"Tekken, congratulations."

Kareem Abdul-Jabbar came over to offer his congratulations.

"Thank you, Karim."

Zhou Quan talked to Kareem for a few words, and walked towards Catherine who was waiting for him.

"Zhou, congratulations." Catherine said with a smile.

"My first triple-double is for you." Zhou Quan said with a smile.

Catherine couldn't help giving Zhou Quan a blank look, and said coquettishly, "Am I only worth a triple-double?"

Zhou Quan laughed and said hastily, "Then I will give you a championship in the future."

"Just this time? If you beat that Michael Jordan, you will definitely become famous." Catherine said expectantly.

Zhou Quan was startled, nodded with exclamation, then shook his head and said, "I think so too!"

"You lack confidence."

Catherine poked Zhou Quan's heart with her finger and said.

Zhou Quan was taken aback again. It seems that he was right?

For a long time, he thought that the group of veterans who had won two consecutive championships around him had lost their fighting spirit, but perhaps in his own heart, facing the extremely powerful Bulls and Jordan, he also lacked confidence, but he has been hiding it very much. Deep, he didn't even realize it, so he didn't show the kind of indomitable momentum in the Eastern Conference Finals.

The reason may be that his own strength is not enough, so he is not confident enough.

Ten meters away in front of the bull bench, staring at the goddess-like Catherine, Pippen was full of envy and hatred. Catherine's peerless beauty made him heartbroken, and at the same time, his status as a British star also made him fall in love.

As an American, he has a very serious motherland sentiment towards England. Catherine is so beautiful and a star. Just being a British has a special allure to him.

He said to Jordan angrily: "Michael, that's his girlfriend, a British goddess-level star, and it is said that she was born in an aristocratic family, that kid is so lucky!
But why, it is another signed sneaker contract, and he has a British female star as his girlfriend, he is just a Chinese. "

Jordan glanced at Catherine, swallowed, and urged, "You can go after her. You stole Iron Fist's girlfriend, and you'll be mad at him."

Pippen brightened up and thought this proposal was good. I am a two-time All-Star, with a championship in my hand, and my face is longer than that rookie Iron Fist. Maybe it will work out.

Jordan was stunned to see Pippen actually walk over.

Pi Er, I'm just talking, why don't you go and seek death?Even if you are looking for death, you should choose a good time, now is the Eastern Conference Finals.

But he didn't hold back, because he wanted Pippen to try it first, if there was hope...

(End of this chapter)