Chapter 800 While Heavily Injured, The Court Case Made Him Famous

The next morning, Boyle left his home at half-past eight. He rode his bicycle and passed by 14th Street as usual. At the end of the street, he spotted four gangsters with metal rods standing imposingly as if they had been waiting for his arrival. “Boyle, our master told us to come and advise you to give up on the case.” Boyle alighted from his bicycle. He took off his outer coat and hung it on his bicycle. He then pulled up the long sleeves of his white-collared tee. His actions seemed indifferent, but there was a cruel darkness in his eyes. “If you want to fight, please make it quick. I’m in a rush.” The four gangsters snorted. “Seems like you aren’t heeding to our gentle advice. Let us teach you what it means to be sensible.” “Brothers, attack!” … The trial would commence at ten o’clock sharp. At thirty minutes past nine, Jennifer and her father were standing at the court entrance anxiously waiting for Boyle. Huntley had called Boyle twice but no one answered. Jennifer’s fa