Among them were faces of Asian descent, Caucasian faces, and those with Asian appearances.
"Does anyone speak Mandarin?" Wang Longhu asked.
"What do you want to do?" an Asian man calmly retorted.
"Do you know where Oda Hongxin is?"
"What are you looking for him for?"
Whiz!
Wang Longhu picked up a pen from the table beside him and suddenly threw it.
The sharp tip of the pen pierced through the shoulder of one of the researchers, causing him to kneel in pain and howl in misery.
"Don't give me any nonsense, or next time I won't aim for the shoulder." Wang Longhu said coldly.
"He's in Building 3, Lab 404 on the fourth floor, but there are White Lotus Society experts protecting him there. It won't be easy for you to capture him," the Asian researcher replied after glancing calmly at his injured colleague.
Not all the researchers at the White Lotus Society headquarters were there because of a large sum of money.
