Just straight up fight them

"Ever seen a Clockwork Orange, by Stanley Kubrick?" you ask.

Lukas and Daniel nod, as Ben shrugs his head.

"Well, all you need to know is that there's some ultra-**** in it. And dear god, that's what we need right now. We have our degrees, we've passed our exams. Let's spill some blood."

"Oh Jack, you couldn't have made me happier!" Ben grins.

"Let's do it. You get the first shot, big man," Lukas nods.

You walk forward, pivoting on your feet to head directly towards Tyler, McGee and their cronies.

"Well, if it isn't this gimp," Asshole McGee mutters.

You're a smart enough man to know that he's not the first target: he's too emotional and unlikable. Instead, you look straight at Tyler. A moment of empathy hits you, as you wonder whether it's a good idea to just start punching. Perhaps a dialogue could be reached?

"What does a gimp like you want?" Tyler asks.

You swing your fist with some ****, smashing him directly between the eyes. He crumples back, blood bursting forth as he cries out in pain.

"Eat shit and die," you grin, before looking at his shocked but enraged compatriots.

Seeing how you're outnumbered, and how eager his friends are to get ****, you realize you're about to get the shit kicked out of you. Yet, you grin on.

"Who's next, shitbirds?"