Chapter 2559

"Yes, I am."

"At least five billion. All you have to do after that is wait, and the dividends will come to you."

Wilbur took a deep breath. "Can you give me a copy of the Satan Robot's blueprint, then? After all, you're the one who calls the shots on the dividend payout."

"You're overthinking the matter, Mister Penn. Do you really think I'd be that kind of guy? Don't worry. The blueprint's with me. Professor Dickens, the inventor of the robot, was killed, but the blueprint has already been made, so the project can continue without any issues."

"Can I take a look at the blueprint?"

"Of course."

Fawkes opened a safe, taking out the blueprint of the Satan Robot. Wilbur flipped through it, asking, "Did that Professor Dickens guy really get killed?"

It seems like Johnson killed

end of the day, was just a businessman. He needed people like Huck working for him,

to invest. Fawkes wanted Wilbur to be in charge of the special dealings in the future, which would help maintain Fawkes' own identity as

Fawkes was done speaking. "Your

you just

Wilbur, whose disguise melted off to show his real face. Fawkes fell backward in shock, his face turning

suit from earlier came rushing in. The man aimed his pistol at Wilbur, firing two shots in a

and hitting the man in the suit. Fawkes had

"You can't escape, Fawkes."

shake tremendously. Wilbur stumbled slightly, and by the time he caught his balance, Fawkes had charged out of the room. Wilbur scrambled to chase after him and

appeared in his grasp. He hurled it out, and it pierced through Fawkes' chest just as

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