Fireball Falling From the Sky! (3)

Zhou Weiming seemed to have heard Zhou Changqing's voice and focused his eyes slightly.

"Chang… Qing." Zhou Weiming said intermittently.

"I'm here, Second Grandpa, I'm here," Zhou Changqing hurriedly replied with a trembling voice.

"Changqing… remember not to be rash. Only by living… can you better avenge Grandpa…" Even now, Zhou Weiming was still giving Zhou Changqing advice.

"I understand, Second Grandpa. Second Grandpa, stop talking. You'll definitely recover, right?" Zhou Changqing choked.

"Grandpa… is leaving…" Zhou Weiming smiled with blood on his lips. Then, he seemed to look at the few people in the sky and shouted as if he was someone who was at the end of his life, "Human… scum of the race, and… those foreign race bastards, I'll go down and wait for you first. Hahaha…"

Then, he looked at the sky. "Everyone in my Zhou family… are able to sacrifice themselves!"

With that said, Zhou Weiming's eyes gradually dissipated.