In the corridor on the fourth floor, two bounty hunters in armor were guarding, carrying laser guns, holding their arms, leaning lazily on the railing, looking indifferent, seeing Zhao Shuo coming up, looking at his thin figure, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, adults do things, get to know each other, and get as far away as possible!" One of the brawny men grinned wickedly, raising the bulging tendon flesh on his arm.

Zhao Shuo glanced at him coldly, didn't speak, and continued to go up the stairs, this kind of little minion, he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"Disobedient, brothers, cut him!" The two bounty hunters approached Zhao Shuo arrogantly, ready to teach this disobedient man a lesson.

However, before their claws could be touched, a wisp of wind drifted by, Zhao Shuo's palm had already slashed at their necks, and the strong man fell diagonally on the stairs, unconscious.

At the door of the fifth floor, there were also two strong men guarding the door, which were also easily solved by Zhao Shuo, after all, most of these gatekeepers were gangsters, with brute strength, in front of real masters, they were not even cannon fodder.

Entering the room, I was greeted by more than a dozen blue-skinned men beating and shouting around a young girl. The girl was curled up in a ball with her head in her hands, lying on the floor, her clothes torn into large and small holes, black bruises all over her body, and scarlet blood marks and wounds on her snow-white skin.

Zhao Shuo was stunned for a moment, looking at their dress and appearance, it should be Neptune, this is a clan that lives at the bottom of the ocean, about a light year away from the empire, and is an alliance state of the Central Empire.

Even with such injuries, these murderers still did not stop. A blue-skinned murderer stepped forward with a smirk, grabbed the girl's hair, and dragged it from the ground for the others to punch and kick, without the slightest pity for the jade.

The girl was disheveled, looking very embarrassed and miserable, struggling and resisting with all her might, and screaming one after another, but it stimulated the beastly nature of the murderer even more, and beat her harder.

On the sofa on the side, there is a man in brocade clothes, with aqua blue skin, noble temperament, holding a scepter inlaid with bricks and stones in his right hand, and two middle-aged men in gray clothes standing behind him.

Long Qixing is still martial and respectful. Martial arts masters are divided into nine sections, and ordinary martial arts cultivation is based on three major realms: body refining, acquired, and innate masters, and each major realm is divided into three small realms. Only when you reach the innate realm and your spiritual power is released, can you be a real master, a martial arts master, who can open a sect, accept disciples and preach, and enjoy the imperial fortune.

As for the higher realms, only empires, alliance states, starry sky royals, royal clans, and some hidden starry sky ancient clans will have them, and they are hidden and not leaked, and each of them is the chosen one. Of course, there are also some free and uninhibited loose practices, after all, there are not many of them.

If the general family forces have an acquired master, they can walk the stars, dominate one side, and enjoy many interstellar privileges.

Therefore, warriors are very popular in the empire, and they are often raised or worshiped by top families, becoming a symbol of the family's power.

The two gray-clothed men in front of him should have reached the middle of the day after tomorrow, but they did not enter Zhao Shuo's vision, they were just a little stronger crickets. However, it also shows that the background of the young man in front of him is unusual.

Seeing Zhao Shuo break in without a sound, the Neptune in the house was stunned for a moment.

"Nosy, brothers, flatten him!" A blue-skinned man with golden earrings roared, and the others turned to Zhao Shuo one after another and pounced fiercely.

It's a pity that it came quickly and poured faster. A punch, a punch, or a punch, it seems to be a light punch, the wind is light, but these Neptunes just can't dodge, and they are stunned to the ground one after another.

"......Shh

They had seen a lot of Xingyu masters, but they didn't beat people so easily, and they were stunned in place and didn't dare to move.

"Where is the brother, who is the master, in the lower high school, from the Neptune Star Gao Wangfu, I don't know where to offend the brother!" The man in brocade stood up proudly and asked with his fists clenched.

Zhao Shuo ignored it, picked up the girl who collapsed to the ground, checked it, and fortunately, most of them were skin injuries, and the internal organs were not seriously injured, and there was no danger to life. The girl has cultivated martial arts and refined the body realm, but she has not yet entered the day after tomorrow.

"Ahem, brother, forgive me, this is our Neptune family affair. This woman was originally a maidservant of our house, and she fled here, and we came to arrest her. I'm sorry to alarm the hero! Seeing that Zhao Shuo didn't pay attention to it, the little prince said embarrassedly.

"Imperial territory, when will it be Neptune's turn to be so arrogant, more than a dozen people beat up the defenseless little girl, and shameless!" Zhao Shuo asked coldly, he didn't have a good impression of this kind of starry sky family that was high up and judged life and death in one word.

This is the Imperial Qingzhou, not Neptune, if you want to arrest the criminal, you can send a note to the Imperial Elite Guard Bureau to assist in chasing the shop, this kind of private arrest of the criminal has exceeded the imperial code and will cause great diplomatic disputes.

The little prince knew that he was at a loss, and he was speechless, looking at Zhao Shuo, speechless for a long time. Facing Zhao Shuo, he had a feeling that he couldn't see through.

"Bold fanatics, Neptune is doing things, Hugh has to talk about it!" A gray-clothed middle-aged man in the back said disdainfully.

"Little prince, let me meet this little friend." The man in gray bent over towards the prince, and proudly walked towards Zhao Shuo, angry dantian, secretly accumulating strength.

Zhao Shuo still ignored it, bent down to sort out the girl's tattered clothes, picked her up, and put her on the sofa beside him.

"Be careful!" The girl looked at Zhao Shuo gratefully, opened her mouth and was about to speak, when she suddenly found the gray-clothed man who was sneaking in, and reminded Zhao Shuo in horror.

In fact, Zhao Shuo had already discovered the man in gray, but the artist was bold and didn't care.

Just as the gray-clothed man's fist swept up a gust of wind and smashed viciously into Zhao Shuo's neck, Zhao Shuo turned around and moved.

A punch, a punch, plain, without even using his own strength, the man in gray flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, slammed into the wall, tilted his head, and fainted.

It was as if time had stopped, and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the floor.