I'm not much of a fighter. Given the choice between a Saturday night punch-up with notorious gangsters or a quiet evening spent with Classic FM and a nice cup of tea, I will always reinforce my hatred of violence and plump for the latter option - perhaps with the addition of some Hobnobs too. Unfortunately Yakuza 2 contains as much peace-on-earth goodwill as the average sky contains flying pigs, and so my inevitable foray into the seedy world of gangs, violence and groin punching begins.