My Phone Connects to All Worlds, and I Make a Killing Trading Across Them

Urban brain

Jiang Tang has a Wanjie chat group on her phone, and she is the group leader. Primitives, cultivators, and interstellar people are trapped without food or water? She exchanged takeout for ginseng, exercises and black technology. The scumbag dad wants to use her as a pawn in exchange for profit? He doesn't know at all

In the living room, Dad Zha was smiling with a smile on his face as he assured the sinister man in the wheelchair: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, my daughter is lucky to marry into the Zhou family..." Before he could finish his words, a tiny purple arc flashed across Jiang Tang's fingertips.

Jiang Tang's eyes turned cold and his fingertips flicked slightly.

"Boom!"

Two tiny purple thunders struck down with precision. The scumbag dad and the man in the wheelchair were instantly charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Smoke erupted from their heads, and their whole bodies turned into two pieces of blackened human-shaped charcoal. The man in the wheelchair even twitched with his chair.

Jiang Tang looked at the two "humanoid coke" and blew on his fingertips.

"Are you satisfied with this 'blessing'?"