People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 258 Retreat

"Are you sure this is your weapons store, right?"

The doctor looked around carefully and couldn't tell that the shop in front of him looked like a weapons store.

After all, in a city like Dosores, if a weapons store is decorated so shabby, it might not have a single customer for a whole year.

Ernesto frowned and walked forward to open the shutter door:

"This is my weapon shop. I wouldn't be mistaken even if I closed my eyes. But I don't know why it was transformed into this state. It was clearly fine yesterday."

The rolling shutter door opened with a bang, and the situation inside the store came into view for everyone.

A wide variety of weapons were neatly displayed on the shelves, without any signs of looting.

Those unarmed citizens cheered and rushed into the shops to grab the most powerful weapons.

Ernesto did not stop them. He silently stepped back a few steps and came to the side of the Doctor and the others.

The patriot looked around and was convinced:

"Someone deliberately covered up this weapons store for you."

"…He's my father, and only he would do this." Ernesto had a complicated expression.

The doctor held his chin and pondered for a moment, then reminded:

"Since your father did this, he must have his own intentions. Go look inside. He may have left you some clues."

Ernesto nodded and pushed his way through the crowd to enter the shop he was familiar with.

He walked through the chaotic and scrambling crowd and came to his office deep inside the shop.

At this moment, the office door had been kicked open by someone, but after noticing that there were no weapons in the room, they all gave up.

Ernesto walked to the desk in the room and saw the letter pressed by a book on the table. His heart beat slightly faster.

He reached out and picked up the letter, and could tell at a glance that the handwriting on it was from his father.

'Ernesto, after you told me about your meeting with Qi Yan last night, I thought about it for a long time and finally made this decision.

Maybe Qi Yan is right, and everything he said may become true, and you and I know it.

But things have reached a point of no return. I will still carry out the original plan unswervingly, but you, my child, I will prevent you and Rafiela from boarding the ship successfully.

You will stay in the city, don't cooperate with my actions anymore, and don't get close to the rebels. You just need to protect yourself.

I sent people to tamper with the weapons shop to prevent greedy people from taking advantage of the chaos to destroy your last stronghold. You have to hide well. If I succeed, I will come to find you. If I fail, I have already left a way out for you.

Take La Fiera, leave here, leave Bolivar. I don't know where you should go, but at least you should not waste your young years in this dark country.

I used to be full of ambition and talked too much to you, but now I think about it, maybe I was too conceited and self-centered at that time, and I put too much pressure on you. You shouldn't bear this kind of pressure.

Forgive me, father. I realized it too late.

The hatred of the previous generation should not be passed on to the next generation. Bolivar is irreversible and cannot be reversed by you and me.

It may be hopeless, but you are still young and you have a long way to go in the future. I just hope you can live a good life.

At this moment, I have so many emotions in my heart, but I don't know how to express them. My child, this is the last task I give you and your sister. You must live well.'

Ernesto took a deep breath, his breath trembling slightly.

"Father...you are wrong again."

Ernesto's voice was a little choked up: "I have never felt pressured by your side. Maybe I have been confused and powerless, but I have never regretted it.

You love this country, and so do I. This is my country, how can I give it up?

What you conveyed to me was not hatred, but a sincere patriotism. I still have a long way to go in the future, but no matter where I am, I will be on the journey of saving Bolivar.

Because I am also Bolivarian."

In the room, the man who usually had a sunny smile was hunched over and tightly holding the letter in his hand.

He remained silent, seeming out of place in the noisy environment outside.

He could leave because right in front of him, there were two train tickets quietly lying on the desk.

That was the capital that allowed him to leave peacefully, and it was a gift from his father.

But he didn't even look at it, and used all his strength to straighten his back.

Ernesto stuffed the letter into the inner pocket of his clothes, pressing it tightly against his skin.

Then he turned around resolutely, left the weapon shop with unprecedented firmness, returned to the doctor and others, and waited silently.

The chaos in the weapon store lasted for more than ten minutes before it slowly subsided. Every citizen was holding the weapons they had snatched.

There were even some strong men who held several weapons at once.

They slowly walked out of the weapons store and stood facing the Patriot and others.

"Where should we go now?"

someone asked.

The doctor raised his chin in the direction of the city hall and replied, "Go to the city hall and help your mayor put down this rebellion."

His words silenced the citizens.

After a while, some people came over silently and returned to the patriots.

But more people just stood there, with some resistance on their faces.

One of the men, who was burly and had grabbed four weapons by himself, said loudly:

"Why should we risk our lives to help Candela? Now that we have weapons to protect ourselves, we can just seize a safe base and quietly wait for the rebellion to end.

Candela will definitely give us a large sum of compensation by then."

A series of echoing voices rang out from behind the burly man.

When Chen heard the decision of these people, he suddenly felt a surge of anger rushing to his head.

She took a step forward and was about to scold these people, but Lin Yuxia stopped her.

The doctor seemed to have expected this. He turned around and waved at Chen, signaling her not to be impulsive, then turned to look at the silent Ernesto.

Noticing the doctor's gaze, Ernesto understood that the choice was his.

Because he is a Bolivarian and these weapons are his assets.

"If you don't want to continue fighting, you can leave. I won't stop you." Ernesto said slowly.

Seeing that Ernesto was so easy to talk to, the people on the opposite side showed joy on their faces and took a step forward to leave quickly.

But the next second, they stopped in their tracks and their faces turned into expressions of horror.

In front of all of them, Ernesto slowly drew the weapon from his waist.

"What...what are you going to do?"

There was a hint of panic on those people's faces, and they subconsciously took out their weapons to fight back.

Ernesto holds the sword in one hand with a sharp look in his eyes. It seems that he is holding a sword in his hand, but his aura is more like a sharp blade that has been sharpened for ten years and is finally unsheathed.

The sword was raised and pointed at the people in front of him.

Ernesto said in a grim tone:

“You can leave, but leave your weapons behind. I gave you weapons so that you can resist, not be cowards.

Traitors, why should I tolerate you? ! "