Despite the stereotype of the dumb gangster, dumbasses didn't last long in Yakuza families. The leader was smart enough to put two and two together at least. "If you're here for that Vory in room 105, then have them. As long as you take them far away from here. Let's go, guys."<br/><br/>That should have been the end of it. It wasn't. It was at this time that an SUV drove in from the other side of the parking lot, coming to a screeching halt by turning 90 degrees, the passenger side turned to the gathered crowd of runners and Yakuza. The doors flung open to reveal several armed men, sporting a selection of SMGs and shotguns. Curiously, they had no tags marking them as any sort of faction.<br/><br/>The Yakuza finally dropped their weapons and dove for cover around their car. They would not be helpful for this encounter.