Chapter 579 There is a crazy man

"Dignity guests, here are still teaching the purest wisdom from Allah Allah to the young people in Baghdad...!"

Director Assad did not know Zhao Fubo's identity, but because of the respect of Azam and Sultan Tulansha, he naturally had to show respect. Obviously, he did not know what Zhao Fubo wanted to see, but instead led him to keep looking at it. The classrooms covered with the sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial

During class time, Zhao Fubo and the others were just watching outside the window. This took less than a few minutes, but it was enough for Zhao Fubo to be upset. The only thing he wanted to see was whether there was a collection of books in the largest school in Baghdad in front of him, and whether there were bookshelfs that did not place the Quran.

While listening, a very loud explosion suddenly sounded.

"boom……"

With the loud noise, Director Assad took a peek at the question on the door of the eldest prince Odulah's face turned pale.

"Well, Your Highness, this must be the madman Iva who caused trouble again, if you allow it..."

Hearing the name "Madman Iva", the eldest prince Oduraho Gate's brow frowned obviously, and then nodded.

Of course, Zhao Fubo and Sophia could hear that it was the sound of gunpowder explosion. Although the effect was much worse than the fire foam they used, it was undoubtedly the most basic raw material for hot weapons. Zhao Fubo's face became ugly, and he didn't want the Arabs to master the use of gunpowder.

Even Zhao Fubo, based on the intelligence agency of Fatima, had such an order. If any European or Arabs mastered the formula of gunpowder, he would pursue unlimited and unrestrainedly.

"His Royal Highness Prince of Odulah, what was the sound of the sound just now? I was very curious. I wonder if I can go and see it?"

The eldest prince Odulahomen looked at Zhao Fubo, who had been cold and silent since he came here. He didn't understand why he was interested in the explosion, especially when he was worried that Zhao Fubo would belong to other sects and whether he would cause any damage to his father's reputation because of the actions of "crazy Iva".

"Well, this..."

While the eldest prince Odulahomen pondered, his eyes turned to his sister Princess Afafu. She was smart and immediately stepped forward to solve the problem for her brother.

"Well, I guess that's just a malicious drama, so..."

Of course, Zhao Fubo would not let this matter go. In any case, he did not intend to let any Arab or Europeans master these things before he mastered more powerful weapons.

"Ha, I'm a person who likes the excitement, let's go and have a look!"

After saying that, Zhao Fubo was quite rudely throwing down the great prince Odulah Gate and Princess Alfaf and running towards the place where the sound came out. At the same time, the "Martin-1 rifle" in his hand was ready to shoot. If necessary, Zhao Fubo would kill all the Arabs or Europeans who were trying to master such things.

"Hey, are you crazy?"

When they arrived, there were already many people gathered here. However, there were no idle people. They were obviously warriors responsible for the safety of the academy, probably all of them came for the madman in front of them.

At this time, the "crazy man" who was tearing up with Director Assad was a bald man with only one circle connecting his temples. As for the beard, it was probably because he was troublesome, so he simply braided it into a braid like the back of girls' heads.

At this moment, he ignored the bleeding wounds on his body and laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha... I succeeded, I succeeded. These things... these things..."

Zhao Fubo and the eldest prince Odulaho Gate who arrived later, Princess Afafu appeared, which made Director Assad nervous. He tried his best to pull the "mad scholar" and his tortured clothes, yelled loudly, as if to express to everyone that this was just a "madman"!

"Iva, you crazy...you are really crazy..."

He shouted, desperately dragging the "crazy Iva" who was as thin as a strange bird but with extremely strong brute force tossing up the house. Zhao Fubo took his interest and walked into the house.

"What are you doing!"

A warrior was ordered by Director Assad and reached out to stop Zhao Fubo. But before he could continue speaking, the muzzle of the "Martin-1 rifle" in Sophia's hand was pressed against his chest. The poor man obviously didn't know what it was, nor did he understand that his life was in danger.

"You woman..."

While muttering, she also planned to pull out her scimitar. Sophia was a little surprised, but when she looked back, she realized that no one knew the power of the "Martin-1 rifle". She looked at Zhao Fubo, as if she was planning to ask him how to deal with such a situation.

But before Zhao Fubo could answer, the Amin brothers had already taken action. The warrior was raised aside in their hands like a chick.

"Get out!"

Azam Tulansha Sultan acted insulted and shouted at the warriors. At this time, Zhao Fubo entered the room of "Crazy Iva".

"Oh my god, this is where a madman should stay! This... this is simply a genius laboratory!"

There was nothing else in the room. On a long and sturdy wooden table, there were bottles and jars of different sizes. Among them, there was obviously an explosive porcelain jar, leaving only a black bottle base with serrated teeth. On the wall, the burning flames were smoked into yellow and black colors.

There were also various traces on the table. At least Zhao Fubo saw traces of charcoal, sulfur, and saltpeter. There were also some small and rough things made of wood and a small amount of metal, like machinery.

These things were never seen in the "Science and Technology Park" of Huangsha City. With this incident, he could see that the guy in front of him was like a strange bird, and the old man with a beard and braided braids was not a lunatic at all.

At this time, the "madman" who was like a strange bird was pressed against a *** in the corner by a warrior. Zhao Fubo quietly observed the face of Director Assad. He found that the director seemed a little happy and was quietly hiding between his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!