章節 1181: Not another word

*Gasp*

Hao Xuan came to behind the tree for the second time gasping for a breath of fresh air. He rubbed the back of his head, which felt a little numb strangely.

"Next time...you don't need to blow my entire head off. Just do it quickly and as painlessly as possible. It might just be me but it feels like the pain is starting to follow me back as well."

*Beep*

"That is highly improbable."

"But not impossible?"

"...more empirical data required for an objective assessment."

"Mhm, that's what I thought. I know very little about this ability but since it came from a demon it would be safe to assume there are some downsides even if I don't feel them just yet."

"That is highly probable."

"Glad we see eye to eye on this then," Hao Xuan mused while getting ready to jump back over the water stream but Baracus stopped him.

"What is your plan? Retreating is still the best option."

Hao Xuan paused for a moment to actually consider the option and nodded soon after.