If low level minions didn't want to be slaughtered, they could form a union and just refuse to work in the presence of a main character.
Smashing through lobby window, rolling into a cool fighting pose, "where's your boss, scum?"
At the front desk with legs kicked up, not even looking up from a magazine, "third floor, first corridor to the left."
John Wick would probably honor that (you can't take the Keanu out of the Reeves), unless you were one of the idiots who butchered the notorious killer's dog. Side note, death battles on youtube finally put him down with James Bond.
The 22yo girlfriend you literally are just going on a date with, or one of your other current girlfriends? Follow through with your plans to start a reaction channel and show her all the horrible millennial movies she missed out on.