"Slap!"
Upon hearing these words, William Cole delivered a direct slap, "You think you deserve immortality?"
"I'll give you a chance, call now, contact the outside, and let us go."
"Otherwise, I'll blow your head off right now."
"Pfft!"
The white man grinned, spitting out a mouthful of blood-stained saliva. He chuckled, "Heh heh, do you think I'm someone who'd be threatened by you?"
"I came here today to see if you're really as legendary as they say."
"Now it seems, you're certainly not up to it; all of us were right."
"Hahahahaha..."
The white man laughed wildly.
"Crack!"
William Cole didn't indulge him, he simply pinned him to the ground and broke his arm, then stepped on the broken limb, grinding it harshly, "How about now, there are many ways to die, but there are one hundred seventy-nine ways to live a fate worse than death."
"Do you want to try them?"