Just as Wang Le concealed his embarrassment, Tengshe, who was sitting behind the car, spoke, "Miss Xingen left a note before her disappearance."

"Note?" Wang Le was stunned at first, and then asked quickly: "What is the note saying?"

Tengshe replied with a strange expression: "She said that a female paramita named Hongfu took a fancy to her talent and practiced martial arts for her disciples."

"Practice martial arts?" Wang Le's face was filled with surprise and disbelief.

Because he was the only one in the car who had been to the martial arts world and knew that women were not suitable for practicing martial arts. For example, the hidden Taoist sect of Cihang Jingzhai, which had been practiced by women, was said to be the only one in the martial arts world, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that there was no semicolon in the martial arts world.

Thinking of this, Wang Le's face instantly became ugly, and she couldn't help but suspect that Xu Xingen might have been deceived.

"I am in my twenties. Even if I have talent, it is too late to practice martial arts." Wang Le thought to himself.

Then Wang Le asked unwillingly: "Did the note say that she followed Na Hong to somewhere?"

The fat man sitting in the passenger seat shook his head and replied: "No, we have been looking for Xingen's whereabouts for the past six months, but she seems to have completely evaporated on this land, with no trace of no trace."

Wang Le suddenly fell silent because he knew that if nothing unexpected happened, Xu Xingen should have brushed away from the martial arts world with Na Hong. Otherwise, with the connections between Fatty and Mu Xihu, Xu Xingen would have discovered the traces of Xu Xingen long ago.

Thinking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but sigh softly, thinking to himself: "It seems that this martial arts world will have to go to another trip in the future to let grandpa and the head master help find Xingen's whereabouts."

Now Wang Leda hopes from the bottom of his heart that the female warrior named Hongfu has a better reputation in the martial arts world, so that it will help find Xu Xingen.

Otherwise, finding Xu Xingen from the huge martial arts world would be like finding a needle in a haystack. This is harder than winning five million lottery tickets, and the hope is very slim.

"I hope everything is fine. If something happens, I will definitely avenge you!" Wang Le thought bitterly.

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le couldn't help but think of the haggard appearance of President Chen and his wife. He suddenly felt something was wrong and then asked: "Apart from Xing'en's disappearance, is there anything else?"

The fat man sitting in the passenger seat showed a deep look of fear in his eyes, and the atmosphere in the car instantly became depressed.

Seeing that Wang Le kept looking at him, the fat man couldn't help swallowing and smiled bitterly: "Don't look at me, I don't know very well. You have to ask Brother Tengshe, who is the best skilled one."

Before Wang Le turned around and asked, Tengshe, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, spoke, "The reason why President Chen and his wife are like this is because something strange happened to Feicheng these two days."

After a pause, Tengshe's voice became low and solemn, and he continued: "That is, many children have disappeared for no reason, including five children from children's welfare homes. The official was afraid of causing panic, so he has been suppressing this matter until now, and few people know about it."

At this moment, although Wang Le had already been prepared, he was still completely shocked and became extremely murderous intent in his heart!

"How could this happen? Who did it?" Wang Le asked in a deep voice with an ugly face, the sadness and anger in his eyes could not be concealed at all!

I saw Tengshe sighed bitterly on his face, shook his head and replied, "I know from Fatty, brother, you have been growing up in the Children's Welfare Dean since you were a child, and that is your home. So over the past few days, I have put down all the work I have at hand and have been chasing the missing children, but I still found nothing and could not find any trace."

Speaking of this, Tengshe said with a shameful look on his face: "Brother, I'm really sorry. Brother, I haven't taken good care of your friends and family."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le shook his head without hesitation and said, "This is not your fault!"

After a pause, Wang Le's eyes were filled with cold and murderous intent, "I'm going to take care of this matter!"

Then Wang Le drove the car to the side of the road without hesitation and stopped.

Tengshe, fat man and Luo Guodong who were sitting in the car were shocked when they saw this and asked in unison: "What are you doing?"

Wang Le opened the driving door and got out of the car, and said to the fat man: "You come and drive, follow Xiaohu back to the hotel first, I'll go to Feicheng now!"

"Ah?" The three of them were shocked. Luo Guodong quickly said, "I'm going to get married tomorrow. Now that you, the groom, have run away, there is no way to get this wedding banquet."

At this moment, Mu Xiyan and others who had been following behind also stopped the car.

"What's wrong? This is?" Mu Xiyan walked out of the car with a curious look on her face and asked in front of Wang Le.

Wang Le sighed, said the matter solemnly, and then looked at Mu Xiyan with guilt and said, "Wife, life is at stake. The children in the welfare home are my younger brothers and sisters, so I have to go there right away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xiyan nodded without hesitation and agreed: "Time is urgent, hurry up and go to Feicheng to find the children."

Just as Wang Le turned around and was about to leave, Tengshe suddenly called Wang Le, then walked to her face, and said softly: "Although I have not found traces of those children in the past two days, I found that these missing children have something in common?"

"What is it?" Wang Le asked quickly.

Tengshe replied in a deep voice with confusion and deep fear: "They were all born around the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month. If this is not a coincidence, it would be a coincidence. It would be chilling to think about it!"

Wang Le's face changed suddenly, and the experience of the Baizi Blood Cart unconsciously emerged in his mind.

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le's murderous intent became more and more fierce, and then he shook his head and said in a deep voice: "This is not a coincidence, I probably know who did it."

"Who did it?"

Tengshe, Mu Xiyan and others asked in unison.

At this time, Wang Le did not hide it, but replied calmly with a serious expression: "It is very likely that it was done by the evil cultivator from the martial arts world!"

"Evil Cultivation?" Everyone was stunned. It was obvious that they had never heard of it, but when they heard the literal meaning, they also knew that the evil cultivator Wang Le's mouth was not a good thing.

Wang Le didn't wait for everyone to continue asking questions, and said, "No need to delay, you can go back to the hotel first, I'll go to Feicheng now."
Chapter completed!