Chapter 504: Friday the Thirteenth

Chapter 504: Friday the Thirteenth

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Famous could jump even higher than the bar because it used to be an impressive jumper. After practicing with Old Time Tea in the mountain for a year, Famous had mastered the skills of exerting its force.

Roger was overjoyed. "My God! Did you see that? The dog jumped over the bar! It really jumped over the bar!"

Roger's employees couldn't believe their own eyes, either. This dog was amazing. It could jump so high without running in advance.

Roger ran towards Charles and said eagerly, "Mr. Charles, did you see that? Does this dog meet your requirements? To be honest, I traveled to several states nearby before I found this dog. If it wasn't for your request, I couldn't bear to sell it."

Roger believed that such a rare dog should sell at a high price, especially if the buyer was an important man from a prestigious film company.

Charles ignored Roger and walked up to Famous, kneeling to look at it at close range. He confirmed that this dog looked just like the star of his movie. Even without makeup, this dog could be mistaken for the star. They were both German Shepherds from excellent pedigrees.

"What is its name?" he asked Roger, turning his head.

"Err... name... what's its name..." Roger glared anxiously at his employees, but no one knew the dog's name. He shrugged helplessly.

"Didn't you just say that you found this dog? You should know its name, shouldn't you?" Charles looked at him coldly.

"This...this..." Roger swallowed embarrassingly and replied nervously, "It... its name is Röhm. Yes, its name is Röhm!"

"Is it?" Charles came from the big city filled with lies. How could he not see through Roger's trick? He said to Famous, "Röhm, are you Röhm?"

Famous shook its head. "That's not my name. My name is... My name is..."

Charles couldn't understand it, but he could see that the dog shook its head. He was stunned again.

Charles's eyes fell on Famous's black leather collar. There was a shiny metal nameplate that reflected the sun when it shook its head. There seemed to be some kind of writing on the nameplate.

"Come on, buddy. Let me see what's written on it." He reached out and pinched the metal nameplate, carefully reading the words.

Charles frowned deeply. What did the words on the metal nameplate mean? He couldn't understand the strange texts in square shapes, but he did recognize a string of Arabic numbers next to the words.

"1323..." he whispered. "What's this? Your name? Which country is your owner from? Why are you named after a string of numbers?"

Famous had no way to explain to him that the string of numbers was actually Zhang Zian's phone number, or that the few Chinese characters meant the "Amazing Fate Pet Shop."

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Charles saw that Famous didn't shake its head this time, so he patted its head and stood up. "Well, I'll call you 13 because this number starts with 13, and you also rank at the 13th place."

Ranking? What ranking? Famous looked up at him blankly.

Charles laughed. "Do you know why I chose you? Because you look just like our star, and you also have excellent athletic ability. I'll take you back and you'll serve as the stunt double. To guarantee our star's safety, we've already prepared twelve stunt doubles, and you'll be stunt double No.13. Of course, I know that 13 isn't a very favorable number and today is Friday, but…I'll call you 13 anyway."

Stunt double?

As soon as Famous heard this word, its heart contracted drastically, its blood went cold, and it almost fell to the ground.

Charles misunderstood Famous's reactions and laughed. "You're very excited and honored, aren't you? You must know that our star is the most famous dog in the world nowadays. It should be an utmost glory for you to become its stunt double, which is an opportunity that most dogs long for, but can't get."

Roger rubbed his hands and said with an insincere smile, "Mr. Charles, can we talk about the price now?"

Charles took out a check from his pocket and threw it to Roger without looking at him. "Take it."

Roger rushed to catch the check and his eyes widened in surprise. The price on the check was even higher than he had imagined, it should be enough to pay off his debts.

"I don't want to be an stunt double!" Famous roared violently. It wanted to escape. Even if it couldn't escape from this terrible world, it wanted to get away from this place.

Bang! The moment Famous took one step forward, a bullet was shot into the earth near its feet. This was a warning shot.

"You bastard, you want to run?" Roger said, gritting his teeth. He had two revolvers in his hands, smoke rising from one of his guns. He had deemed Famous as his jackpot. How could he allow Famous to run away?

Roger fired at Famous at such a quick speed that Famous didn't even see the bullet coming. Famous knew that it was impossible for it to escape. Even if it could use its ability of predicting danger to escape the first shot, it wouldn't be able to dodge the rest of the bullets.

Just like Old Time Tea's Imagined Landscape, this world was extremely similar to reality. If it died in this world, would its true self die as well? Famous wasn't sure, so it didn't want to take the risk.

Charles sighed. "Don't try to run away. It's better to become a stunt double for the movie than to live with this guy, at least you won't starve when you're with me."

Roger rolled his eyes. He had already witnessed Charles's generosity, the man spent money like water. If he could also enter the entertainment industry, he'd be rich! What did he need his farm for?

"Mr. Charles! I have a proposal." Fearing that Charles might leave at any moment, Roger quickly said, "You see, this dog is so disobedient, and it always tries to escape. Why don't you take me with you as well? As long as I'm there, it can't run away!"

"You?" Charles looked at him suspiciously. "What can you do?"

"I train dogs!" Roger pulled his whip out, waved the whip and said fiercely, "My knack is to whipping dogs until they become obedient. With all due respect, decent people like you can't do this kind of thing with your own hands because your white shirt will get dirty. It's a perfect job for a hillbilly like me."

Charles thought for a moment and thought that he should let Roger try. He had nothing to lose anyway. "OK, bring 13 to the set tomorrow."

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