Five minutes later, Fang Li emerged from the alley with his phone in hand, looking perfectly calm. He blended into the crowd and headed home.
Whoosh!
Another minute later, Shirai Kuroko appeared there as if she had teleported, her eyes scanning the surroundings like those of a ferocious beast.
The passersby around her were all startled, then began whispering among themselves.
It could not be helped.
Who could blame them when Shirai Kuroko looked so suggestively miserable?
Her clothes were in disarray.
Her pretty face was flushed crimson.
Tears clung to the corners of her eyes.
Her body trembled uncontrollably.
She looked as though she had just been violated, making her a pitiful sight.
Yet Shirai Kuroko did not feel like a victim filled with grief. Like a wounded beast, she was utterly enraged.
After a long while, unable to find Fang Li anywhere nearby, Shirai Kuroko could only give up unwillingly.
"You damn delinquent bastard! Just you wait!"
Her furious, teeth-grinding roar made everyone nearby keep their distance and flee from sight.
Meanwhile, Fang Li operated his phone as he walked down the street.
"Sure enough, there was nothing worthwhile."
As he spoke, Fang Li kept flipping through the photos he had just taken.
Those photos were naturally all pictures of Shirai Kuroko.
Just as he had decided beforehand, Fang Li had stripped Shirai Kuroko bare and taken photographs, making her suffer the same fate as Tatsumaki.
Looking at the mouthwatering photos on his phone, Fang Li seemed to have finally vented enough frustration. Feeling thoroughly refreshed, he put his phone away.
"All right, time to go back."
The roof of his home had already entered Fang Li's field of vision.
"I'm home."
Fang Li opened the front door and entered the house.
Yet no one answered