After talking for a bit more, Lambert''s mother was ready to leave when her son returned with a gang of friends!


    "What are you doing?!" she quickly snapped, as she could see what her son was nning.


    While Lambert was taken aback that his mother was there, he soon snapped, "This ain''t any of your business, mom!"


    "It''s my business! Come home with me, and stop causing trouble for the bar!"


    "Get off!" Lambert shoved her away, pointing at the owner''s nose and snapping, "Weren''t you so full of yourself a moment ago?! Try it again! I''ll kill you!"


    The bar owner was furious too. "Don''t make me p you in front of your mom!" "Try it!" Lambert snorted and turned to his friends. "Go! Fuck this ce up!" They were drunk too and could not care less.


    One of them picked up a bench and mmed it against a fridge, while others vandalized the rest of the ce.


    Lambert said he would take responsibility anyway!


    Incensed, the bar owner was ready for a fight, but they encircled him since they had numbers.


    "What do you want?!" Lambert''s mother cried anxiously, worried that they would hurt the bar owner. "I told you so many times-he paid your sry already! Why can''t you just stop?!"


    "No, don''t be fooled!" Lambertughed. "He even beat me up just now!"


    "That''s because you deserved it." Hanaughed.


    Lambert wheeled on her. "Stay out of this, bitch, or we''ll beat you up too!"


    Hana was only amused. "You really aren''t worried about him, huh?"


    "Him?" Lambert studied Frank from head to toe, but what threat would a pretty boy like Frank pose?


    The owner, worried that Frank and Hana would get hurt, quickly shooed them away. "Thanks for your concern, but this is my business. I


    cern,


    won''t trouble you with it! Don''t worry about paying-just go!"


    Frank smiled and nodded. "That''s a good man-that alone means that I must intervene!"


    He then turned toward Lambert and his friends. "You all have two choices. Either pay the owner for the damage you cause and leave, or I''ll make you."


    "Really?"


    Lambertughed. "Why don''t you listen to yourself, brat? With that scrawny body, I can handle you with one hand!"


    Frank snorted and turned toward Lambert''s mother. "You won''t get upset if I help you discipline him, would you?"


    Lambert''s mother thought it was nonsense, however, and instead


    reasoned, "Don''t stoop to his level,


    boy, or I can''t stop him if he goes too far. You should leave with your girlfriend now!"


    Hanaughed and waved her off. "No, you misunderstand. I''m not his girlfriend,


    and your son and his riff-raff friends would never win against him!"


    "Who are you calling riff-raff?!" Lambert and his friends advanced on Frank, furious.


    They had no idea that Frank was not to be messed with as he got up.


    "Guess we have to do this. Sorry ma''am, but I really think your son behaves like this because hecks discipline!"


    As he finished, he seized Lambert by the neck and mmed him heavily on the


    floor, the resulting shockwave knocking everyone away!


    They were all stunned-not only was he powerful, but that move was also just bizarre!