Chapter 372: At Fameville
Anastasia was at Julian’s gym with Alex, training.
Their bodies were drenched with sweat from the relentless training sessions, a necessity for Anastasia to grow stronger in combat.
"You’re getting pretty good at this. Are you sure you’ve never done this before?" Alex asked her.
Although they just met a few weeks ago, they rarely spoke with each other. However, this was one of the rarest moments when they exchanged a few words with each other.
Anastasia shook her head, a hint of frustration in her voice. "I feel like I’ve done this somewhere before. This isn’t the first time," she muttered before swiftly delivering a powerful kick to his abdomen. The force sent him crashing to the ground instantly.
"Well, take it easy okay?" Alex held his abdomen with a tight grip that made Anastasia wonder if she hit him that hard. He was wearing a protective boxing suit after all.
"I’m sorry," she apologized, helping him off the ground. Then she walked to the other side and grabbed herself a glass of water.
"You keep getting stronger day by day. It’s as if you want to kill someone as soon as possible," he joked, slipping out of his body suit.
"If I had it my way, I would have killed every one of them already," she responded, shaking her head slightly.