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Touch / Click the cowboys to shoot at them, but pay attention to spare the civilians
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Saddle up, partner—Billy the Kid and his band of no-good outlaws are fixin’ to turn this town into their personal playground. Those varmints’ve been stirrin’ up trouble, aimin’ to run the place into the ground. If we’re gonna keep sippin’ whiskey in peace, someone’s gotta remind ’em who wears the badge… and that someone’s you. Time to dust off that six-shooter and show ’em bullets talk louder than bluster. Oh, and while you’re at it? The mayor’s daughter’s caught in the crossfire, and the locals’d prefer their windows—and hides—unperforated. No pressure, Sheriff. Just try not to miss.
