Lawson is only about ten meters away from Chen Tianlin. His emotions are exciting. His hands are shaking slightly. The black hole's muzzle is always facing Chen Tianlin.

"Lawson! Put down your gun, or I'll arrest you for intentional murder!" The Hebrew police officer cried out that he was an experienced officer, letting everyone lie down and controlling Lawson's mood.

Chen Tianlin stood there and looked at Lawson, with a sneer on his lips: "Mr. Lawson, you can't kill me!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha, who do you think you are? That's ridiculous! How could I say I couldn't kill you? Do you think I dare not shoot? I'll shoot...